King's Awakening-Chapter 738 - : Moore the Protector - Part 2
Chapter 738: Chapter 738: Moore the Protector – Part 2
Dense clouds shroud the sky in darkness, as if foreboding an impending calamity. The low growl of thunder echoes through the entire jungle, inciting fear, and causing the numerous creatures to scatter and hide.
Clearly, the beast lurking within the clouds was a terrifying and horrifying existence. Its colossal body was covered in strong, sharp scales, akin to an impregnable fortress. Deep within its eyes, a strange, mysterious light flickered, as if seeking amusement in the elusive world. It radiated a formidable aura of intimidation, causing other living beings to tremble in its presence.
Mounted on its back, the rider atop the enormous flying beast resembled the king of the jungle. It possessed long, sharp canines, and high, towering horns on its forehead, like a blade erect in the sky.
Through the black scales, its red eyes shone with a sinister glow, reminding the world of its existence.
Hovering in the cloud-covered sky, the flying beast appeared like a wisp of a demon in the dark, exuding the aura of death. Its experienced body traced horrifying arcs in the sky, like a monstrous beast. Its wings were covered with sinister black feathers, radiating an evil glow. The powerful creature emitted mournful shrieks, akin to wailing spirits, intensifying the panic among the beasts in the jungle.
Feeling the presence of the flying beast, creatures in the jungle fled to their caves, forests, and bush, avoiding this devil from hell. Towering trees trembled, the noises of nature gradually subsided, leaving behind a terrifying silence under the bleak sky and the vacant breath of the woods.
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The beast seemed to sense the fear of the creatures in the jungle. It gave a contented growl, the sound like thunder shaking the earth. The air in the jungle seemed to solidify, then suddenly shattered. With its hair-raising sound, it tore apart the once harmonious natural world.
Dark clouds rolled, shrouding the entire land. In the dense darkness, the sound of the beast became more intimidating. Rare and precious creatures in the jungle lay on the ground, trembling on their limbs, as the unprecedented intimidation of the beast reasserted its dominant position.
An unanticipated gaze from the beast suddenly shot towards the sky. Its eyes cleared further, as if it had absorbed the animalistic dominance of the immense creatures in the jungle. The beast tightened its grip on the sturdy handle, pushed off forcefully, and the flying beast descended. Its shape enlarged further, becoming the ruler of the entire forest, controlling it all.
The flying beast pierced through the clouds to land, like a terrifying and dark shadow descending. Its sharp claws left a huge scar on the ground; rocks were torn apart at that moment. The entire jungle seemed like a ruined site hit by a meteor.
All beings trembled at this enormous presence. They looked at the beast as if they were staring at a devil intertwined with life and death. Standing under the dark clouds, the beast emanated overbearing dominance. Its solemn and evil gaze swept across everything, as if it intended to step on this land and rule everything.
The sounds of the jungle completely disappeared, replaced by a deathly silence formed by the presence of the beast. Unwilling to confront it, living beings hid in their own worlds, hoping for the beast to leave.
The dark clouds continued to envelop the entire sky, seemingly becoming the demarcation between this land and the world of the beast.
The beast seemed like an invincible fortress, forever dominating this land, looking down on all beings.
“That is a Nine-winged Black Hawk, a matured one, with eighteen wings and has the power at the Foundation Establishment level! What we see now, it is a matured Nine-winged Black Hawk!” Lucy exclaimed.
Being a genius of the Beast Controlling Sect, she instantly recognized the origins of the flying beast.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk demonstrated astounding power, like a bolt of lightning in the dark. It rampaged like a black hole, tearing the mountains into pieces in an instant. Each plunge brought immense destructive power, with rocks flying and the earth cracking; it seemed as if the world was trembling.
Its flying speed was incredible. When the Nine-winged Black Hawk spread its strong wings, it instantly disappeared into the layer of clouds. Whether against the wind or along, it easily navigated through the forest, its speed beyond belief. Suddenly it would hover above the mountains, then plummet swiftly down, like a black lightning existence.
The power of the Nine-winged Black Hawk was utterly astonishing. Its powerful talons could easily tear apart steel, crushing its prey in one fell swoop. Even a fleeting glimpse was enough to feel the endless pressure, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on the earth. Its power was tremendous, enough to strike fear into the hearts of onlookers.
Within the forest, the Nine-winged Black Hawk was like a dark shadow racing in the dusk. Its elegant flight was perfectly balanced with its power, and its dominance over the dense realms was unquestioned. Each wing flap seemed to carry a violent energy, a violent wind swept past, picking up countless leaves, and effortlessly throwing the woods far away, as if the momentum of the Black Hawk was unstoppable.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk was so dark and powerful, its aura was like an evil spirit in the night. This unique power made it the king of the mountains, soaring above the mountain peaks, its voice deep with a hint of fatal threat. All living beings seemed insignificant before it, like a grassland swallowed by darkness.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk is an extremely mysterious and powerful creature. Its massive body is covered in feathers as black as the night, radiating an unimaginable chill. Every time it beats its nine pairs of menacing, sharp wings, it can easily break through the clouds and soar between the peaks. The aura emitted by the Nine-winged Black Hawk is like a demon descending on the world, chilling to the bone.
This dark and powerful force made the Nine-winged Black Hawk the king of the mountains. It single-handedly conquered the rugged mountain range, overseeing all living creatures, omnipotent. Its figure is proud and powerful, every time it spreads its wings to fly, it emits an awe-inspiring authority. It soars above the mountain peaks, with a wide view, overlooking the magnificent scenery between the mountains and rivers, whose unique perspective makes one exclaim.
The sound of the Nine-winged Black Hawk is low and clear, like a deadly threat. When it calls out lowly, the entire valley will shake, as if it is the master of the mountains, the god who gives orders. The power contained in this sound chills one’s heart, echoing on the cliff, echoing in everyone’s heart, sending shivers down one’s spine.
The existence of the Nine-winged Black Hawk diminishes all living creatures. Its body contains enormous power and unrivaled authority, as if the entire world is under its feet. The manner in which it flies is elegant and noble, like the ruler soaring in the night. The dark aura of the Nine-winged Black Hawk pervades the surrounding air, seemingly swallowing up all the sky, leaving no room for escape.
The darkness and power brought by the Nine-winged Black Hawk provide a spiritual shock and reflection. It is the mysterious and elusive existence in nature. It instills confusion and awe, and stimulates people’s thoughts and explorations about power and darkness. The Nine-winged Black Hawk is like a mystery hidden in the darkness, one that can never be fully uncovered.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk is so mysterious and powerful that its aura gives people chills. It is the king of the mountains, soaring above the peaks, commanding awe for its power and rule. The existence of the Nine-winged Black Hawk makes all living creatures seem insignificant, like prairies swallowed by darkness. Its voice is low and resounding, ringing like a deadly threat.
Watching the rapidly approaching Nine-winged Black Hawk, a shadow inevitably looms over the faces of White Mitchell and the others.
The figure of the Nine-winged Black Hawk gets closer and closer. It proudly hovers in the air, its black glossy feathers reflecting the sunlight. White Mitchell and the others are overwhelmed by the majestic creature, with fear welling up in their hearts.
He had heard of the power of the Nine-winged Black Hawk, but had never witnessed its majesty with his own eyes. Right now, facing the ever-changing situation, they could feel the power and terror of the Nine-winged Black Hawk—it could break through the barrier of the air and pounce at a speed that forced eyes shut.
White Mitchell held onto his longsword tightly, as if a formless resistance was condensing around him. Despite this, he profoundly understood his own insignificance. The Nine-winged Black Hawk symbolized the highest existence between heaven and earth, under which anyone could only become dust.
They were once fearless warriors, but at this moment, they felt like small fish swallowed up, targeted by the Nine-winged Black Hawk, destined to become the next prey.
A chill wind blew by, a cold aura spreading in the air, sending shivers down the spine. White Mitchell quickly looked at his companions next to him, seeing fear in their eyes, as well as their struggling efforts.
They carried the responsibility of protecting the Dragon Realm, marching forward without a chance to retreat.
What truly made them apprehensive, however, was not the Nine-winged Black Hawk, but the person standing on the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
Being able to tame the Nine-winged Black Hawk, a powerful spiritual beast, as a mount, the person’s strength is undoubtedly extraordinary.
It’s very likely the Moore everyone in the Heavenly Dragon City is talking about!
“We need to get away quickly, they are catching up!” Lucy exclaimed anxiously.
At this point, the God of Heaven War and the Earth War God looked at each other, then struggled to lift their just recovered bodies and firmly said, “Superior! You go first, we’ll cover the rear!”
White Mitchell looked solemnly at the rapidly approaching Nine-winged Black Hawk.
He knew that escape was definitely impossible unless someone could lure away this Nine-winged Black Hawk.
Otherwise, all of them would die here today.
And the one responsible for luring away the Nine-winged Black Hawk could only be him.
Because he carried the scent of the spirit pill, which could be used to lure the people of the Heavenly Dragon City away.
The God of Heaven War and Earth War God were not capable of doing this.
“Cut the crap, you two go, I’ll take care of leading them away.” White Mitchell ordered.
“Superior, but…” Upon hearing these words, the faces of the God of Heaven War and Earth War God were filled with urgency.
White Mitchell took a deep breath: “You can’t lead them away, only I can. Don’t hesitate any longer, leave a mark and I’ll find you.”
In hearing this, both the God of Heaven War and Earth War God fell silent.
Surprisingly, it was Lucy who showed determination. She directly handed some of the Beast Controlling Sect’s magic artifacts to White Mitchell.
“In here are artifacts that can suppress brutal beasts. If used properly, they can buy some time.” Lucy explained.
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White Mitchell nodded and solemnly said, “Miss Lucy, I’m entrusting these two brothers to you.”
“I will do my best to protect them. If the people of Heavenly Dragon City want to kill them, they’ll have to step over my dead body!” Lucy solemnly promised.
During this period, it wasn’t just White Mitchell and the others who had grown.
Lucy’s character had also greatly matured in these few days.
The her at this moment, was no longer that pampered genius of the Beast Controlling Sect.
Following that, without any hesitation, White Mitchell turned around and rushed towards the Nine-winged Black Hawk. His movement technique was extremely fast, turning into a streak of white light, swiftly darting through the air, charging towards the Nine-winged Black Hawk like lightning.
Looking at the scene, the God of Heaven War and Earth War God had complex looks on their faces, they then reluctantly headed in a different direction.
They knew that their only hope was White Mitchell. Only if he successfully led away the Nine-winged Black Hawk would they have a chance to escape this dangerous place and survive.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk, feeling White Mitchell’s approach, let out a roar-like shriek and spread its ferocious wings. Its gaze was filled with murderous intent, as if it wanted to trap these insignificant actors in one swoop.
With determination in his heart, White Mitchell knew how ferocious the Nine-winging Black Hawk was, but he couldn’t back down. He gathered all his strength, emitting a powerful aura that collided with the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
The intense battle began. White Mitchell’s body radiated a dazzling light, with every collision with the Nine-winged Black Hawk, it created a thunderous rumbling sound. He was using his divine powers, unleashing various attacks in an attempt to distract the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
The God of Heaven War and the Earth War God took the opportunity when White Mitchell led the way to break through the enemy lines and escape into the distance. Their bodies shimmered with golden and earthy light, like two raging dragons, almost instantly covering a distance of several hundred miles.
Noticing that the God of Heaven War and Earth War God had safely escaped, a sense of tranquility settled in White Mitchell’s heart. He knew that the next moment would be critical for his own survival.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk got stronger as the battle progressed, its wings cut through the air, making a sharp, piercing sound, akin to a blade slicing through the air. Feeling the lethal threat, White Mitchell’s figure swayed, transforming into multiple after-images, deftly dodging the Nine-winged Black Hawk’s attacks.
Meanwhile, he stimulated the power of the Spirit Pill within his body. The aura of the Spirit Pill permeated the surrounding space, radiating a strong gravitational pull. The attention of the Nine-winged Black Hawk was drawn to it, charging towards the aura of the Spirit Pill.
White Mitchell seized this opportunity, speeding up his flight to the distant area. He knew he had a better chance of survival only if he could quickly escape the range of the Nine-winged Black Hawk’s pursuit.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk discovered White Mitchell’s escape attempt and let out a ground-shaking roar, chasing after him with all its might. Its figure was getting larger and its speed faster, leaving streaks of black shadows in the air.
White Mitchell felt immense pressure. He knew he had to break away from the Nine-winged Black Hawk’s pursuit quickly. His eyes were as cold as steel, as he again marshalled all his strength, releasing an exceedingly torrid flame.
The flame, like a dragon spinning around him, formed a massive firewall. This rolling firewall, like a sea of fire, confined the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
Looking at the scene, White Mitchell let out a breath of relief. The Nine-winged Black Hawk was enmeshed in the sea of fire, its wings struggling in vain, and it let out a furious screeching sound.
Seizing the opportunity, White Mitchell sped up his escape to further distances. He knew that the Nine-winged Black Hawk was only temporarily trapped and could break free at any time.
Time was slipping away quickly. White Mitchell struggled to break free from the range of the Nine-winged Black Hawk’s pursuit. His chest was heaving, his breath heavy, and exhaustion from injuries was evident all over his face.
But his fight against the Nine-winged Black Hawk was not over yet. He knew that only by completely defeating the Nine-winged Black Hawk could he and others thoroughly escape the dangerous situation.
White Mitchell once again mustered a formidable power, launching his strongest attack. He transformed into a beam of white light and pounced on the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk felt the power of White Mitchell and let out another furious screech. It spread its wings, which were covered with a black light, ready to fly. But White Mitchell’s attack shadowed it, tightly intertwining with the Nine-winged Black Hawk, not giving it any chance to breathe.
Another fierce battle broke out. White Mitchell and the Nine-winged Black Hawk exchanged blows, unfolding a desperate struggle. Their shadowy figures crossed each other in the air, each collision resulting in the outburst of power.
The Nine-winged Black Hawk let out a heaven-shattering shriek, like a beast roaring. Its body gradually became larger, and it emitted a thick black fog from within, enveloping everything around it.
White Mitchell was not to be outdone. He repeatedly fanned the power of the Spirit Pill within his body, transforming into beams of brilliant light, tearing through the black fog reaching the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
As time lapsed, the battle became increasingly intense. Both White Mitchell and the Nine-winged Black Hawk sustained severe injuries, but they still wholeheartedly engaged in this battle of life and death.
Finally, at the moment when White Mitchell exhausted his very last ounce of strength, he transformed into a beam of white light, emitting a dazzling aura. The Nine-winged Black Hawk froze, it sensed an irresistible power, falling into a momentary bottleneck.
White Mitchell seized this opportunity to launch his final strike. He concentrated all his remaining power, transforming into a large white fireball, bombarding the Nine-winged Black Hawk.
At this point, the people of Heavenly Dragon City standing atop the Nine-winged Black Hawk looked on indifferently at White Mitchell’s actions.
The red-haired elder at the forefront sneered in contempt, “A mantis trying to stop a chariot, he’s overestimating his abilities. Just him alone thinks he can withstand my Nine-winged Black Hawk?”
“Protector Moore, the young lad is clearly trying to cover his companions as they retreat. The three who escaped, do we need to send someone to chase after them?” asked his subordinate.
On hearing his suggestion, Moore, without a care, shook his head: “Those three are but insignificant fleas. Even if they escape, they won’t pose much of a threat. On this lad, I sense a strong aura.
If I’m not mistaken, he is the one who consumed the Spirit Pill. As long as we capture him, we can extract the medicinal potency of the Spirit Pill from his body using a secret technique.
The most important thing is the spiritual intelligence of the Spirit Pill, that’s an invaluable treasure. The real treasures are all here. What’s the value in chasing after those three fellows?”
