Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 300 - 294: In This Battle, No Distinction Between Qin and Zhao—The Human Race Will Prevail
"Buzz!"
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The Godslaying Sword emitted a "buzzing" sound, seemingly excited at the prospect of soon drinking the blood of the Vajra.
In Bai Qi’s eyes, there was an indifference that regarded life as insignificant as grass.
Throughout Bai Qi’s life, he had killed far too many people.
Even when he was about to cut down a Tier Four Vajra, he felt no excitement at all.
He had become numb to life.
Bai Qi’s sword had no fancy tricks, it was just a simple cut.
A sword struck forth.
This was a sword meant for killing.
The sword energy transformed into a red glow, devoid of any awe-inspiring spectacle or strange phenomenon.
A simple red sword energy, yet it gave one the feeling that it could cleave the world in two.
As Bai Qi unleashed this sword strike, the Unmoving Ming King, who was stationed outside Pule Mountain, panicked.
"Bang!" Suddenly, he slammed the table and shouted, "Bai Qi, how dare you!"
Initially, when Great Virtuous Vajra and Joyful Vajra disappeared, the Unmoving Ming King was slightly puzzled.
But after a moment of doubt, he immediately realized that Great Virtuous Vajra and Joyful Vajra had been dragged into the Ghostly Realm by Bai Qi.
Even so, the Unmoving Ming King did not make a move.
Because, in the Unmoving Ming King’s view, since Great Virtuous Vajra and Joyful Vajra entered Bai Qi’s Ghostly Realm.
If Bai Qi wanted to fight two at once and kill the two of them, it was impossible.
Although the Unmoving Ming King was stronger than Great Virtuous Vajra and Joyful Vajra, he too could not defeat both of them if fighting two at once.
To put it simply, although there was a slight difference in their abilities, they were basically masters of the same level.
For masters of the same level, taking on two opponents alone was virtually impossible.
However, when Bai Qi unleashed this sword strike, the Unmoving Ming King realized they had underestimated Bai Qi’s strength.
Bai Qi was far stronger than them.
This sword carried the power to kill both Great Virtuous Vajra and Joyful Vajra!
"Quick, join me to save the Great Virtuous and Joyful!" the Unmoving Ming King hurriedly shouted.
Lion-Faced Dakini and Yellow Wealth God had not yet reacted when the figure of the Unmoving Ming King disappeared.
After a slight moment of daze, Lion-Faced Dakini and Yellow Wealth God quickly followed, chasing after the Unmoving Ming King.
Just as they left, it was clearly just the Unmoving Ming King alone, but now by his side was a woman dressed in magnificent white.
This woman in the magnificent white dress was the wife of the Unmoving Ming King, Lady Ming King, Mu Qing.
While the Unmoving Ming King seemed alone, in truth, Lady Ming King shadowed him.
No matter the time or place, Lady Ming King always appeared when the Unmoving Ming King needed her.
The Unmoving Ming King, Lady Ming King, Lion-Faced Dakini, and Yellow Wealth God, these four top masters, joined forces to rescue Joyful Vajra and Great Virtuous Vajra.
The Unmoving Ming King was the commander of this operation, he knew Joyful Vajra and Great Virtuous Vajra must not die.
Once they died, even if they killed Bai Qi in the end, the operation would still be a failure.
If out of the five Dharma Guardian Deities two were killed, it would be a blow to the World Honored’s reputation.
However, what you fear most often materializes.
The Unmoving Ming King acted too late, Bai Qi’s sword strike had already been executed, how could he possibly arrive in time now?
Meanwhile.
Inside Bai Qi’s Ghostly Realm, upon seeing this sword strike, Joyful Vajra and Great Virtuous Vajra simultaneously raised their weapons to block.
Yet, as the scarlet sword light struck their weapons, their arms shattered instantly, disintegrating into ashes.
After the weapons shattered, the next thing to break was their heads.
Their heads were split in half, the cut so smooth, without even a drop of blood seeping out.
It seemed the blood had somehow been sealed within their bodies by some secret technique.
Before the Unmoving Ming King could enter Bai Qi’s Ghostly Realm, he saw the sky outside turning scarlet, like the sunset illuminating the surroundings in an instant.
The Unmoving Ming King’s pupils contracted sharply, and upon seeing this sudden anomaly, his heart clenched suddenly.
The Unmoving Ming King knew that Joyful Vajra and Great Virtuous Vajra were already dead.
Of the five Dharma Guardian Deities, only three remained.
Within Bai Qi’s Ghostly Realm, after slaying Great Virtuous Vajra and Joyful Vajra.
The 400,000 Zhao Army, buried beneath the earth, began to crawl out from the soil.
Damaged armor.
Tattered banners.
Grim zombies, glowing white bones, decaying corpses...
The 400,000 Zhao Army before him seemed like an army sprung forth from Hell.
This was an unadulterated Demon Army.
The commander of the 400,000 Zhao Army was a young general.
His name was Zhao Kuo.
In history, Zhao Kuo was mocked for his empty talk of military tactics.
But was he truly useless?
Of course not.
For his first battle, he faced none other than Slaying God Bai Qi!
Not just Zhao Kuo, at that time in the world, was there anyone in the six kingdoms who could rival Bai Qi?
The Battle of Changping, no matter who fought it, was destined to be a loss.
Buried deep beneath Changping, Zhao Kuo had turned into a zombie. His warhorse had also transformed into a Netherworld steed shrouded in ghostly flames.
"Bai Qi, you dare release us?" Zhao Kuo’s voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping.
Bai Qi remained impassive, no change in expression, and went straight to the point: "The Human Race faces a crisis. Releasing you, I wish to know if you are willing to fight for the Human Race."
After saying this, Bai Qi waved his sleeve, and a blood-red light appeared, depicting the current plight of the Human Race.
Suddenly, these memories surfaced in the minds of the 400,000 Zhao Army.
"The Human Race is not just Bai Qi’s, nor is it solely Qin’s!"
"We Zhao People are no less than the Qin People!" Zhao Kuo’s answer was straightforward and direct.
Bai Qi had bet correctly.
Or rather, Bai Qi knew from the start what the result would be.
No one understands you better than your opponent.
Zhao Kuo making this choice did not surprise Bai Qi in the slightest.
Being born human was Bai Qi’s glory.
It was also Zhao Kuo’s glory.
No matter whether he had become part of the Demon Army after death, or if he reincarnated a thousand lifetimes, he would still stand up when the Human Race was in trouble.
"Since we’re going to war, the troops must be rewarded!"
"Today, I, Bai Qi, offer the bodies of two Vajras as a reward to the Zhao Army soldiers."
"Today, there is no distinction between Qin and Zhao, only the Human Race!" Bai Qi’s voice resounded.
Then, with a casual toss, Bai Qi threw the bodies of Joyful Vajra and Great Virtuous Vajra into the midst of the 400,000 Zhao Army.
As the Vajras’ bodies entered the Zhao Army, they were immediately torn apart and devoured by the soldiers.
Feasting on Vajra flesh and drinking Vajra blood to invigorate the army’s spirit.
In this battle, there is no distinction between Qin and Zhao.
The Human Race will surely triumph.
