Beginning Of Multiverse Saga

Chapter 181: I am Watchhard

"Who are you?" Zhao Ruizhi asked. "Anyone who’s capable of injuring me can’t possibly be nameless."

Unfortunately, the other party didn’t reply to him. Instead, the black mist around his entire body surged, and he charged while brandishing his scythe again.

Zhao Ruizhi shivered. He didn’t dare underestimate his opponent when he faced the attack. The two of them exchanged several moves in an instant, at speeds far greater than the spectators’ wildest imaginations. Those from King George Manor couldn’t even see their movements.

Sharky couldn’t help but become interested, he thought Zhao Han is dead for sure. But he knew, it was only wishful thinking, because these guys were nothing more than soul fragments that have continued to exist in this special world. They’re much weaker than before. It would be extremely difficult for them to take down Zhao Han.

Sure enough, the battlefield situation had already begun to change.

Zhao Ruizhi’s fist smashed into the dark figure and a large amount of the black mist scattered. It clearly suffered great damage from his strike. He sneered. "I don’t care what kind of thing you are. Die!"

His other fist slammed toward the figure’s head. It wasn’t surrounded by golden light like the previous one, but instead had turned completely golden, as if his hand were made of gold.

At that moment, one soldier raised his bow, firing at the emperor’s back. A bit of hesitation filled Zhao Ruizhi’s eyes, and in the end, he chose not to take the risk. He turned around, using his fist to smash the arrow to pieces. But the soldier with sickle raised his sickle and attacked again.

This was a fearsome duo, with one excelling in ranged attacks and one in frontal combat; even Zhao Ruizhi found himself in a difficult situation. The pair also commanded their subordinates to attack from time to time as well.

Eventually, the sickle soldier didn’t even have to face Zhao Ruizhi directly and only had to offer some support from time to time.

No matter how strong Zhao Ruizhi was, he was gradually drowned out by the sea of troops. He felt an incredible sense of danger. He knew that continuing like this would only slowly bring him closer and closer to defeat, and he could even die. As such, he decisively seized an opening to rush out, and vanished into the distance.

When Wang Jian and special soldiers saw him flee, they quickly commanded their army to pursue him. Normally, ordinary war chariots and cavalry had no chances of catching up to cultivators, but for some reason, these war chariots and cavalry were exceptionally fast. They could actually catch up to Zhao Ruizhi from a distance.

Those from King George Manor were stupefied. He Li rubbed his eyes in disbelief, murmuring, "His majesty... ran away?"

It might not have been that big of a deal for Sharky, but for residents of the capital like them, the emperor was the symbol of invincible power! His actions in the dungeon so far had only further proven that point. But now, he was actually forced to flee for his life! In that instant, all of them suddenly felt as if something within them broke.

But they didn’t have any time to ponder such thoughts. The ones that had chased after Zhao Ruizhi were the war chariots and cavalry; there were still many ordinary troops left. The Templar warriors turned around, aiming their weapons toward the cultivators, and charged.

"Damn it all!" Even though He Li was at the peak of the ninth rank, he had already lost all of his confidence after all that had happened in the dungeon. He didn’t have any will to fight anymore! When he saw the Templar warriors charging over, he immediately chose to run for his life.

The other cultivators fled in confusion when they saw He Li run, all heading in different directions. But there were more and more Templar soldiers gathering around them. King George Manor’s soldiers were soon completely surrounded. Even though they fought back with everything they had, the enemy’s numbers were just too great. They were almost instantly cut down.

"We’re leaving!" Sharky grabbed Catherine and sprinted toward the distant bridge of light.

When she heard miserable screams fill the air around them again and again, Catherine’s face paled. These strange clay soldiers were all around them; was it even possible to escape?

Fortunately, Sharky was fast enough. They were always able to somehow barely slip past the hordes of Templar warriors and break out of their enclosure.

However, Catherine’s face suddenly paled when she saw a row of clay soldiers appear in front of her. These guys even knew about flanking tactics! She felt despair. Even the invincible emperor had no choice but to run, so how could they defeat this endless army of soldiers?

She gathered her resolve and turned to Sharky, saying, "Sharky, you should run. Don’t worry about me; I’ll help you hold them off. You might have a chance to get away if you’re by yourself."

Catherine really began to panic as she saw those troops get closer and closer. She repeatedly urged Sharky to leave.

"Who said we were going to die?" Sharky had a strange look on his face. Then, he looked at the vicious soldiers. "I wanted to fight you fair and square, but you guys really are going too far. Whatever, I’ll stop playing around now."

"This is all prepared for me, I am the Watchhard, you guys stopped now," He shouted while using Mindmummy and Sonicwolf powers to maximize it.

Catherine was stupefied. What the hell Sharky was doing, and what the Watchhard thing is.

But something shocking happened. Those soldiers didn’t charge at them and cut them to pieces; rather, they calmly looked at Sharky. Confusion could even be seen on their faces, as if they were hesitating.

Sharky was actually quite nervous, he just wanted to try, that they would stop. And he was successful. If he really had no choice, he would just purify them all with the Primordial Origin Sutra.

At first, the soldiers had only been a bit confused, but then, they felt the same bloodline from the Sharky, which they felt from the things they were keeping. They lowered their weapons and knelt down, bowing respectfully to the two of them.

Sharky quickly focused and said, "Pass on this emperor’s orders. You must take down that fat bastard who was shining with yellow light, no matter the cost!" He was worried that the soldiers might not know who Zhao Ruizhi was, so he gave them more details about the emperor’s appearance.

The soldiers couldn’t speak, but they all saluted with their fists in front of their chests, offering their respect to Sharky’s group again. Then, they rushed in the direction Zhao Ruizhi had disappeared toward with their weapons in hand.

When she saw the ferocious clay soldiers all leave, Catherine’s mouth fell open in shock. "How did you do that?"

Sharky proudly replied, "There is some secret, which is hidden, and I know it."

Their group continued toward the bridge of light, but they didn’t run into anything else dangerous along the way. They even encountered other clay soldiers many times; but not only did the soldiers not show them hostility, they even greeted the group respectfully.

Sharky and Catherine had safely arrived at the edge of the bridge of light. They continued toward the third sacred mountain. Now that they were looking at the majestic palace up close, Catherine couldn’t help but say with a sigh, "As expected of the home of an immortal. This palace is far grander than even our imperial palace!"

They had only been able to see the palace from far away. Only now that they were up close did they discover that there were three platforms beneath it. Each one was incredibly broad and wide, likely able to hold ten thousand people at the very least. Between the platform levels were white marble stairs, and past over a hundred flights of steps was the palace gate.

The two of them quickly crossed the steps, arriving in front of a massive palace gate. Sharky thought there might be some mechanism he would have to solve, but he then simply walked over and opened it. Stuffy air rushed out, reflecting the passage of time.

Sharky was a bit puzzled. "Hm? Even though the air is a bit stuffy, there’s still oxygen."

Sharky and Catherine suddenly had already entered through the palace gate while they were chatting. They arrived at the main hall, which was decorated splendidly. On a high platform in the distance was an imperial dragon throne that flickered with golden light.

Suddenly, a roar of laughter filled the air. A voice exclaimed, "I still managed to enter the palace in the end!"

Sharky turned around with a grave expression, and saw Zhao Ruizhi standing by the main entrance.

The emperor wasn’t in the best state. His body was covered in blood, and his chest had a massive wound on it. There were vague wisps of black smoke coming out of it; Sharky could already tell it was a wound inflicted by the sickle soldier. The emperor’s aura was extremely unstable as well. He Li and three deathsworn soldiers were by his side; they were all wounded as well, and looked even more miserable than Zhao Ruizhi.

"This immortal palace doesn’t seem all that different from an emperor’s palace, hm?" Zhao Ruizhi frowned. Even though the aura of the place was grand, it didn’t go beyond the level of what was achievable by mortals. He was a bit disappointed.

The others had all been running toward the bridge, and they had just happened to meet up together. They had thought that with the emperor on their side, they were safe for sure; and yet the emperor had snatched a few of them and thrown them into the enemy as cannon fodder to hold up the two terrifying generals. Only then were they able to escape onto the bridge of light.

The Templar warriors seemed to have some kind of restriction placed on them. They couldn’t continue onto the bridge and chase after the cultivators. That was why the group had been able to barely survive.

Even though the soldiers had known that the emperor only kept them alive to use them, they were still upset when they witnessed that scene. Unfortunately, no matter how much resentment they carried, they didn’t dare to show it at all. They could only focus on staying alive for as long as possible.

Zhao Ruizhi began to laugh madly. "What immortal palace? What immortality? Judging from everything we’ve seen and experienced, this is clearly just the grave of an emperor! Since it’s a tomb, how could there possibly be any elixirs of immortality?"

He suddenly turned toward Sharky. "Since there’s no elixir of immortality, there’s no value in keeping you alive any longer. Die!"

Sharky raised his Tai’e Sword confidently and said, "You don’t look so good right now. Maybe not even at half of your usual strength, I reckon?"

Zhao Ruizhi harrumphed. "You’re right. I’ll give you credit for your courage, but even if I only have half my strength left, killing you will just be too easy."

"No, you can’t," Sharky said. He quickly took Catherine, and twisted a dragon head knob on the imperial throne, and the ground atop the platform suddenly opened up. He and Catherine fell straight through.

Zhao Ruizhi was alarmed. He rushed forward, but the ground had already closed up again. He slammed his fist down. With his strength, forget about the floor, not even a mountain would be able to handle his full-strength strike! Unfortunately, the ground surface was still smooth and unbroken. He could feel his strength dissipating in every direction.

Suddenly, the entire palace rumbled.

"Huh?" Zhao Ruizhi suddenly noticed that the entire palace seemed to have become one body through a myriad of rune formations. That was why brute force would never be able to destroy the mechanism.

He repeated what Sharky had done, twisting the dragon head knob on the throne. Unfortunately, there was no reaction at all. His expression darkened, He waved his sleeves, gesturing for He Li and the others to start searching for any hidden mechanisms. He had to find Sharky no matter what.

Even though his reason told him that the chances of the dungeon having an elixir of immortality were extremely low, he refused to let anyone else have an edge over him no matter how low the chances were.