NCCnovel Chapter 217 The Performance Begins
Chapter 217 The Performance Begins
Chapter 217 The Performance Begins
Awooo!
A wolf's howl pierced the silence, and a dazzling white light instantly spread out, causing the surrounding Netherworld beings to retreat in panic.
In the light, Chang Lei's body changed first. His slightly chubby body was elongated, and he became tall and straight. His ordinary clothes were replaced by a set of gorgeous cloth armor.
The white tailcoat skirt swayed in the air, and a top hat was slowly placed on his head. His mask was blank except for a ferocious crack at his left eye, which looked like an eye but also like a scar.
Almost at the same moment, a metallic luster appeared on Tang Zijun's body. In the silver light, a suit of armor quickly materialized and gathered on her body.
A chilling aura emanated from them, followed by a brief flash of intense light, leaving behind only two fully armed figures.
The show has begun.
Chang Lei waved slightly, and his magnetic voice came from behind his mask.
Tang Zijun turned slightly to the side and pointed at the Black Scale Demon on the opposite side.
"Sacrifice, count your sins."
Before the words were even finished, Tang Zijun, without giving the other party any chance to react, twirled her sword and charged directly at the army of strange men in front of her. Chang Lei followed closely behind, turning around and disappearing into thin air.
A flash of silver light, like lightning, and the knight's sword drew a graceful arc in mid-air, instantly tearing apart a member of the Netherworld Clan standing at the forefront. The member tried to raise his hand to block with his scythe, but the sword blade sliced the scythe in two.
With a single strike, Tang Zijun slashed across the throat with a backhand motion, black blood splattering out. Sensing the scythe coming from behind, Tang Zijun turned to the side, raised her elbow to break the wrist, and then thrust out with her sword, slicing open the abdomen.
A member of the Netherworld let out a low growl and leaped high into the air, pouncing straight at Tang Zijun. However, before it could get close, there was a loud bang, and the Netherworld crashed headfirst into the glass.
When he got up, he found that he had somehow been sealed inside a glass ball.
Looking out through the glass, all I could see was a gigantic white mask that blotted out the sky, staring at me.
Chang Lei casually placed the glass ball on the restaurant's front desk. Suddenly, he felt a strong gust of wind beside him. He tilted his head back to dodge the scythe's sneak attack and kicked the dark figure away.
After landing and regaining his footing, Chang Lei flipped his hand, and a deck of cards appeared in his white glove.
"Card Magic: Four Aces Opening" - A ghostly blue glow flickered on the printed pattern on the back of the cards. Then, an invisible force instantly spread out, like a giant hand, tearing apart the four ghouls in front of it.
Chang Lei flicked his finger, and the four Aces in his hand floated up and circled in the air. The four scoundrels had disappeared from their original spot at some point.
Reaching out to catch the swirling playing card, Chang Lei turned slightly to the side and saw that the images of the four members of the Underworld were printed directly on the playing card.
Watching the two slaughter the Netherworld Folk like wolves among sheep, Black Scale Demon's anger quickly overwhelmed his fear. He roared and charged at Tang Zijun.
Raising his hand to block Tang Zijun's sword strike aimed at the Netherworld Demons, the Black Scale Outer Path Demon's shoulder slammed into Tang Zijun's chest, sending him staggering back several steps.
Touching her chest, Tang Zijun raised her hand and aimed the tip of her sword at the Black Scale Heretic Demon.
"I was planning to deal with you last, but it seems you couldn't wait."
"Damn greedy people! You shameless scum!" The Black Scale Demon roared as it charged toward Tang Zijun, its dark red claws, burning with heat, slashing toward Tang Zijun's head.
Tang Zijun swiftly swung her sword to block, the knight's sword clashing with the enormous claw, sending sparks flying.
Neither side backed down, and both increased their strength, resulting in a brief stalemate.
"The Crying Angel, this isn't the first time I've heard that name." Tang Zijun sneered, slightly raising her chin.
"You should remember him." Seeing that he couldn't take him down with one hand, the Black-Scaled Demon pressed down with his other claw, exerting force with both hands simultaneously. "Because that will be the greatest nightmare of your life."
"A dream...?" Tang Zijun's arm trembled slightly, sparks flying from the blade of her sword. "I've heard of them too, but they should be fighting the gods in another world."
With a sudden burst of strength, Tang Zijun raised her hand and repelled the black-scaled heretical demon who was three heads taller than her. She then turned around and delivered a side kick, her foot landing on the opponent's abdomen, sending him flying.
The massive body of the Black Scale Demon roared past and slammed heavily against the wall, creating a deafening explosion.
Before he could even get up, the blade of the knight's sword was already pressed against his eyes.
"Who is Rakshasa? Is he the same as the Weeping Angel? Just how many high-ranking officials do you heretics have?"
"Go to hell!" The Black Scale Demon slapped the knight's sword in front of him aside and lunged at Tang Zijun.
The attacks unleashed by the berserk Black Scale Demon were incredibly ferocious. Tang Zijun parried repeatedly, sparks flying from his eyes.
Just then, the sound of flapping wings reached Tang Zijun's ears from afar, accompanied by the wailing of sirens.
"They arrived quickly enough." Tang Zijun frowned slightly.
Immediately, his gaze towards the Black Scale Demon changed. He withdrew, his hand sweeping across his waist, and a golden card appeared at his fingertips.
"In the real world, let's use this—[Masked Drive—Form Control!!]"
[Wolf Rider!]
[Magic King Form!!]
Golden light replaced the original silver, and a single horn extended from the top of Tang Zijun's head. At the same time, the knight's sword in his hand was replaced with a magnificent greatsword.
"Magic, the power of a magical girl!?"
The Black Scale Demon was about to launch another attack, but the scene before him stopped him in his tracks, and even his mind went blank.
"You guessed right, I'll reward you with a quick death." Tang Zijun gripped the sword with both hands, and all the power in her body rapidly transformed into pure magic, which began to converge towards the sword at an extremely fast speed.
"Impossible, impossible!!"
Black Scale Demon's crimson eyes were almost bursting as he stared in astonishment at the being before him, which was constantly radiating immense demonic power.
"This is an illusion, this must be an illusion! You mind-manipulating devils, don't think you can fool me!!"
A loud shout rang out, and the Black Scale Demonic Path pounced directly at Tang Zijun.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you try it. ::"
Seeing the opponent's aggressive approach, Tang Zijun lowered her center of gravity and began to exert force in her grip on the giant sword.
"Pulao - Rainbow-Piercing Arc Light!"
In the golden light, Tang Zijun suddenly swung her sword, forcefully slashing upwards at an angle.
As he moved, a golden sword aura shot out from the blade, carrying terrifying demonic power, and instantly enveloped the Black Scale Outer Path Demon.
Black Scale Demon felt a wave of energy rushing towards him. He only had time to raise his arms in front of him before they were instantly severed.
A series of sounds of flesh and bones cracking rang out. In the golden light, the massive body of the Black Scale Demon was forcibly cut in two, falling to the ground on either side.
The part severed by the sword energy shattered into gold dust, which scattered on the ground with a dull thud.
After doing all this, Tang Zijun raised her hand and placed the greatsword on her shoulder, slowly turned around, and cast her gaze into the distance.
Chang Lei was sitting on the front desk with his legs crossed, playing with a delicate little figurine in his hand.
At his feet lay about thirty members of the Netherworld, and another ten or so were nowhere to be found.
"Let's go, they're almost here."
Upon hearing Tang Zijun's voice, Chang Lei leaped down and chuckled. "Using the power of a magical girl to mask the power of a greedy person, not bad, Wolf Rider, you've got it."
"I just didn't want to cause you any trouble, otherwise you'd have to attend another meeting tonight." With a flash of light, Tang Zijun's armor vanished without a trace. "Alright, let's get out of here."
Looking around at the messy restaurant, the two slipped away one after the other towards the back door.
The moment they left, two figures, one in green and one in white, landed swiftly and rushed in through the already shattered window.
"Damn heretics! I warn you, I... well..." Little Gray was about to utter a harsh threat, but the next moment, he fell silent.
Looking at the devastated hall, the horrific remains of the dead Netherworld Clan and the two dismembered heretics, not only him, but Qin Nan and Tang Cao were also stunned.
Little White twitched its nose and carefully walked across the rubble on the ground. "...Too late?"
"It seems so." Tangcao frowned slightly. "What exactly is going on?"
"According to reports from bystanders, a group of monsters suddenly appeared here and started fighting each other." Qin Nan walked to the remains of the red-haired heretic demon and squatted down. "These teeth marks indicate that it was definitely an internal conflict among the heretics."
"Do heretics and demons also kill each other?" Tangcao asked curiously.
"Of course." Qin Nan turned his head. "We humans will even turn on our own kind, let alone these crazed monsters, but..."
They wouldn't normally do that.
"It seems the bureau's warning was correct. Sir Skull's death has disrupted the balance among the high-ranking members of the Outer Demon Path. They are currently experiencing an internal war, and the other high-ranking members will devour and divide up all of Sir Skull's legacy."
"That's not the point, okay? If this red-haired guy was killed by this giant lizard, then who killed this lizard demon?" Xiaobai asked.
At that moment, Tang Cao bent down and picked up a piece of gold the size of a fingernail from the ground, a strange look appearing in her eyes.
"I think I know who did it."
Upon hearing this, Qin Nan and the others all looked towards Tang Cao.