Chapter 1607
Chapter 1607: A Disaster of Soul
Translator: Law Editor: Hitesh_
An exaggeratedly luxurious, hill-sized chariot, which was entirely cast from pure gold, slowly approached the manor .
Eighteen-thousand Jia Clan warriors carried the chariot on their backs, crawling on the ground with their arms and legs as they moved forward bit by bit . Their mouths and eyes were sewed with golden threads, unable to talk or see . Driven by an invisible force, they moved forward slowly like crawling corpses .
Yu Huo sat on top of the giant chariot, with a group of beautiful Yu Clan girls kneeling around him . Leaning his left arm on a soft cushion, he was holding a large glass of wine with his right hand, gently shaking the glass while sipping it from time to time .
Dishi Cha's mouth corners were curved upwards, forming a dramatic smile . He was still maintaining his ninety-degree bow . Apart from Dishi Cha, the other tens of leaders from large Yu Dynasty families were wearing the same stiff smiles, bowing deeply while standing on the chariot .
Silently, countless heavily armored warriors moved past the chariot, speedily approaching the manor . With strong bows, they released waves of arrows towards the manor from long distances away while moving . The armor-breaking arrows glistened with the light of spell symbols as they flashed across the air, covering the sky and enveloping the small manor, which was no more than six miles squared .
Large groups of Yu Clan nobles floated in midair, with no light shining in their eyes . But, the energy waves releasing from their bodies were restless . They incanted spells in low voices, calling the names of the three suns and moons while casting powerful offensive magic against the manor .
Fire and blood shrouded the manor . Troops of dark-kind slave warriors and non-humankind slaves had already broken the fence of the manor, marching inside while screaming .
The guards in the manor had put up a desperate fight against these invaders . Countless slave warriors and slaves were shredded like grasses . The blood dyed the earth red, with body parts scattered all over the ground . The roots of the dark roses which survived the fire drilled out of the soil and swept across the area like boas, devouring all of the blood and body parts .
As more and more blood and flesh was absorbed by the rose roots, the dark roses began regrowing . The twisted branches grew higher and higher towards the sky, while large black roses bloomed in the fire . Nourished by the blood and flesh, these dark roses had mutated . The meters tall roses grew rapidly and endlessly, reaching hundreds of meters in height within ten minutes . From underground, more and more dragon-like giant roots drilled out, wriggling violently .
The roses harvested the invaders ferociously, wiping out all of the dark-kind slave warriors and non-humankind slaves . Following shrill screams, an invisible swirl emerged in the air, swallowing the souls of all who died in the battle .
Leaning against the chariot, Yu Huo trembled slightly . His face blushed, and the erect eye opened, shining with a heart-freezingly cold light . Extremely thin marks of Dao had been emerging and flickering in the cold light, while a mysterious power could be sensed from his body, growing greater and greater .
More and more warriors went mad . Following deep horns, elite Jia Clan warriors marched into the manor in groups . Like wild beasts, they minced the guards in the manor, who struggled desperately against them, then hysterically stormed across the whole place . Soon, they discovered the secret tunnel that led to the underground hall .
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