CHAPTER 444: CHAPTER 444: RED HEAT

"You go first, I’ll handle him."

Without even looking back, Zhu Haomiao raised his hand and grasped the air, a long and majestic Eight-sided Han Sword solidified from its hilt in his palm.

Seeing that majestic and mysterious treasure sword, Abe Waka faintly sensed a twisted and sinister power, feeling chills down his spine.

He has another treasure?!

But he quickly regained his composure, Abe Waka didn’t waste any words, holding Diao Chan as he transformed into a blur, darting off into the distance.

From an angle she couldn’t see, Zhu Haomiao’s lips uncontrollably curled upwards, his eyes bursting with a ferocious and insane excitement.

Finally!

Finally, a chance to feed his desire!

As the dust settled, a bright young man patted the dust off himself, staring intently at Zhu Haomiao who was approaching slowly.

It was said that the Dragon’s Son was fierce and violent, with a twisted temperament, but he was even more bloodthirsty and insane than expected.

Seeing the other party’s ferocious and excited expression, Amon uncomfortably pursed his lips.

"I didn’t intend to fight you..."

"But I do!"

With a joyful roar, Zhu Haomiao vanished like an instant teleportation, appearing behind Amon without warning.

The fierce Eight-sided Han Sword drew a beautiful arc, aiming straight at the neck, the blade wrapped in a semi-transparent Glazed Glass Sword Gang sliced through flesh silently.

However, a weightless sensation transmitted from his hand, Zhu Haomiao’s brow burst with a mysterious light, illuminating hundreds of meters like a radar.

[Gale Force·Spirit Rhinoceros]!

The afterimage in front of him melted like foam, but in a rush, Zhu Haomiao only caught a fleeting energy fluctuation.

Boom!

Guided by his combat instincts, Zhu Haomiao kicked hard, swiftly pursuing the distant target, lifting his sword and pointing fiercely.

[Flying Brilliance·Star Fall]!

Though only possessing the realm of Second Layer Heaven, the powerful Basic Force still showcased a terrifying foundation.

Sharp Sword Gang shot out like a stream of light, catching up with Amon, tearing apart his thick Protective Divine Light.

Amon’s pupils slightly contracted, he raised his hand lightly, the fingertip shattering the Sword Gang like piercing a bubble.

But just this delay made Zhu Haomiao forcibly halt him, and the two stood tens of meters apart, facing off from a distance.

Staring at the crimson bloodstain on his fingertip, Amon glumly looked at Zhu Haomiao, golden destructive flames filling the depths of his pupils.

"You made me bleed."

"So what?"

Flicking the sword into a flourish, Zhu Haomiao wore a ferocious and crazed smile, approaching step by step.

"Mad beast, you have angered the God."

A soft low whisper shook through time and space, making the whole world tremble, as if in fear of something.

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao hesitated slightly, unable to help but sneer.

"So what?"

Boom!

Dazzling golden energy pierced through the body, a straight pillar of light penetrating all obstacles along the way, leaving a molten dark red lava trail stretching hundreds of meters.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Heaven!"

"Help!"

"Mommy!"

Even in a relatively remote area, such a scale of destructive power was too terrifying, countless innocent civilians turned to ashes along with buildings without knowing what happened.

The survivors called out blankly for their loved ones, and at the end of that terrifying lava path, Zhu Haomiao, covered in black smoke, struggled to stand, excitedly looking at the enemy opposite.

This is the feeling!

Pain!

Battle!

Slaughter!

The high-temperature red glow like molten metal of the [Black Dragon Suit] gradually dimmed, Zhu Haomiao straightened his spine, the hissing black smoke on his skin quickly dissipating, but just as he was about to react, a semi-transparent energy film suddenly appeared around.

A pale blue film rapidly expanded, wrapping around and quickly isolating the entire battlefield.

"Which organization are you magicians from? Why are you fighting in the city?!!"

An angry roar sounded in their ears, a dozen figures in robes appeared around, sternly questioning Zhu Haomiao and Amon.

However, neither of them even glanced at these natives; Amon and Zhu Haomiao stared at each other, dangerous divine light bursting simultaneously in their eyes.

Boom!

The next second, Zhu Haomiao disappeared from where he stood, and a transparent shockwave suddenly exploded a hundred meters away.

Like being hit head-on by a semi-trailer truck traveling at 100 km/h, a group of native wizards were violently blown away, spinning and bouncing on the ground until they hit the reinforced concrete walls to stop.

Despite the protection of the defensive barrier, everyone wasn’t gravely injured but was still thrown into a dizzy state.

When they struggled to stand up, they saw an even stronger shock wave sweeping towards them.

"Nani??!!"

Boom!

Just the aftermath of the battle razed buildings within a hundred-meter radius to the ground. If they hadn’t activated the barrier in advance, independently isolating the surrounding space, the casualty numbers in the entire city would have risen to four digits within minutes!

Like ants caught in a divine battle, a group of native wizards were blown further and further away by the aftershocks of the battle until they stood firm over a kilometer from the battle center.

"What kind of monsters are these two?!"

The native wizards, clustered together, stared in horror at the distance. In their sight, they could only see continuous flickering lights and wave after wave, seemingly endless, violent explosions.

"Something’s not right! Clearly, their magic power isn’t massive; why can they cause such terrifying destruction?!"

The protective barrier barely shielded them from the piercing Gang Wind, yet their skin was still sore, staring at the devastated battlefield center, they subconsciously clung together seeking a bit of safety.

"These are unknown magic techniques; could these two be [Heroic Spirits]?"

"Aren’t Heroic Spirits supposed to need time to grow? These two don’t look like they just arrived!"

"Anyway, report to the Ministry of National Security first, let them quickly dispatch high-rank Grand Mages. If these two break the barrier, just the aftershocks could kill countless people!"

Fighting in broad daylight in the heart of the capital city!

Too audacious!

With their faces pale, they gritted their teeth, filled with both anger and fear in their hearts.

But fortunately, these two’s targets were each other; otherwise, any one of them could have been killed on the spot!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Zhu Haomiao was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Amon’s figure flickered unpredictably, like he could flash without cooldown, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right.

In addition, he somehow produced a Pharaoh’s scepter, with a casual point, sending a meter-wide energy beam.

Wherever the beam passed, all matter evaporated; even the Black Dragon Suit with divine defense would glow with a glaring high-temperature red light, requiring a moment to cool down.

A powerful warrior encountered a nimble mage, Zhu Haomiao couldn’t touch Amon, yet Amon’s unavoidable light-speed attacks relentlessly hit him, turning him into "red hot".

In the literal sense of red hot!