jdhmnovel Chapter 122 Solution
Chapter 122 Solution
The team that came was a five-person team, three men and two women, all of them looked extraordinary and exuded an astonishing murderous aura.
The one who spoke was a sturdy middle-aged man. He looked at the barbarian leader who was surrounded by a bloody aura and frowned slightly.
"How did this barbarian tribe bypass the border wall and come to our rear? No wonder several small villages suddenly disappeared recently. It must be these bastards who did it!" This time it was a young woman with a cold face in the team who spoke. She held a brush in her hand. The tip of the brush was not stained with ink, but rather a special light green juice.
"Haha, why bother with so much? Just catch this barbarian and interrogate him and you'll know the answer!" A man with a huge scar on his face sneered, took the lead with a war hammer, and walked towards the barbarian leader with extremely steady steps.
When Master Jia and his companions saw the newcomers, their tense faces finally relaxed. "Great! We're lucky! A ground-level team has arrived! We don't have to run anymore!" They no longer fled, but instead stood not far away, watching the battle.
The man holding the war hammer had bulging muscles all over his body and his black hair was neatly tied into a bun. He did not use a hair crown like the Confucian scholar at that time. He exerted force suddenly and pounced on the opponent like a cheetah. He just swung the hammer simply, and a lot of dust flew up. Even Gu Yunzhou and others who were far away could clearly feel the vibration.
"So strong!"
As the black mist gradually dissipated, everyone finally saw the scene before them. A massive pit, over three meters in diameter and a meter deep, had appeared in the original spot. The young barbarian leader, previously tightly enveloped in the black and red mist, finally revealed his true appearance after receiving the divine descent.
What a hideous and terrifying sight! The man resembled a withered tree, all flesh vanishing, leaving only a thin layer of skin hanging vacantly from his bones. Due to his rapid shrinkage, his bones seemed unable to bear the weight, and some of his skin even drooped and dragged on the ground. If it weren't for the strange, bloodthirsty light still gleaming in his eyes, and the hint of cruelty emanating from them, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a dried corpse.
The barbarian leader seemed to have used the mist to resist the man's hammer blow, lying at the bottom of the pit seemingly unharmed. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and brutality as he stared intently at the man holding the hammer.
It was extremely fast, and in the next moment it stretched out its dry palm towards the man's neck, so fast that Gu Yunzhou only saw a fleeting afterimage.
However, the man's movements were even faster. He quickly twisted his wrist, raising his warhammer and placing it securely between the withered, thin palms. Then, he launched a fierce kick, his toes gleaming with a touch of elegant light, and landed a precise kick on the barbarian leader's chest, sending him flying.
"Damn human, die!" the barbarian leader roared hoarsely. The deep barbarian language sounded like the whisper of a demon from hell, terrifying. Even the barbarian leader himself hadn't imagined that after experiencing the divine descent, human beings could still pose such a huge threat to him.
"Humph, so much nonsense, what's with all that bullshit about gods descending from the sky? Look at you, you look like neither a human nor a ghost. Oh no, I should say you look like neither a barbarian nor a ghost. I guess your so-called barbarian god is not a good thing either!"
The man mocked openly, a playful smile on his lips, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain. This smile deeply stung the barbarian leader across from him, making the murderous gleam in his eyes even more intense. He wanted to immediately cut the man in front of him who dared to mock his beliefs into pieces.
"How dare you disrespect the Barbarian God? I will tear you into pieces!" The barbarian leader knelt down with a ferocious expression on his face, muttering a series of obscure and strange words. The next moment, something shocking happened—a blurry, hideous, and enormous shadow slowly emerged from behind him. The terrifying aura it emanated sent shivers down everyone's spines.
"Hammer, stop wasting time and get rid of this guy!" At this time, the middle-aged man on the side showed an unhappy look on his face and shouted at the man holding the war hammer.
"Alright, Captain!" Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, the man holding the warhammer immediately put away his smile and his eyes became serious. He rushed forward with a lightning speed, leaving a trail of afterimages.
At the same time, the warhammer in his hand began to undergo a miraculous transformation, instantly expanding by more than three or four times its size. Then, he swung the warhammer violently, and a shadowy image of the hammer, engulfed in a cyan storm, smashed down on the young barbarian leader like a mountain.
The young barbarian leader remained unmoved, his head bowed respectfully as he continued chanting, seemingly unconcerned about his impending fate. However, at this moment, a shocking scene occurred—pairs of illusory arms suddenly stretched out from the shadows behind him, carrying a fierce aura and rushing towards the powerful war hammer.
"Puff!" A dull sound was heard, followed by a gust of wind, which swept through, raising a cloud of dust. When the dust settled and the smoke cleared, people were surprised to find that only half of the skeleton remained, the rest of it having been pulverized into powder and scattered by the wind.
The barbarian leader, who had been chanting softly, was already dead. The shadow behind him, having lost its summoner, instantly dissipated into the world, as if it had never existed.
"You idiot! I told you to leave someone alive, but you just crushed him to dust!" In the silence, another young female member of the team finally couldn't help but complain, and her eyes were full of anger when she looked at the man.
"Oh, I didn't stop myself for a moment. Who knew he was so weak? He looked so powerful, but how come he was just an embroidered pillow!" The man, also known as the Hammer, picked up the war hammer that had returned to its normal size and explained with a wry smile.
"Alright, who are you, why are you here, and what's going on with this barbarian tribe?" the captain interrupted the conversation impatiently, turning to look at Gu Yunzhou and the others who had been waiting for a long time, his eyes filled with vigilance and confusion. His voice was low and serious, as if carrying an invisible pressure.