Returning to the Mysterious Era-Chapter 667 - How Intense!

"How many such brutal battles and hunts did you go through back then?"

The Golem body didn't move, but a formidable Will transmitted his question. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist stood on a mountaintop level with the Golem's steel mask, wearing a faint smile. He turned to scan the Ultimate Dark Forms gathering from all sides, the wrinkles at his eyes gently twitching.

"When you're old, you can't remember clearly... Back then, I wasn't as calm as I am now. These days, the Ultimate Dark Forms and the Holy Fists restrain each other, and most apex existences can hardly move freely. When I was active, the World of Calamity could absolutely be called chaotic and lawless. There were battles and flames of war everywhere. Every moment was spent fighting..."

"Heh..." He let out a cold laugh. "I kind of miss it."

Blood Vulture Dominator Fist's aura grew thicker. Two-thirds of his long hair had turned blood-red, and hung heavy and viscous like paint. His gaunt hands opened, five fingers slowly tracing the air with a uniquely murderous cadence that inspired fear at a glance. Within the hazy vortex, Blood Vulture Dominator Fist assumed the most plain opening stance.

"It's been a long time since I cut loose..."

Screee!!!

Boom...

Almost in the next instant, he struck out with a punch, and the scarlet Qi around him turned into a vast vulture gliding with beating wings. A steel beak that almost seemed to drip blood pierced through the air, arriving thousands of meters away in an instant.

Crash!

Several nearby mountains collapsed as they were peppered with holes. Amid those mountains, a bull-shaped Ultimate Dark Form roared. Outwardly, this Ultimate Dark Form didn’t look like anything special. There was no brilliant sheen nor terrifying battle scars. However, it had black and red muscles that were grotesquely swollen like tumors, bulging like rocky cliffs. Those muscles pulsed and contracted like hearts, especially at the neck. It was so thick it matched its massive head.

The bull’s head was savage to the extreme, with twisted muscles everywhere, even the eyelids. The sense of overflowing power left no doubt it could ram straight through mountains. This Ultimate Dark Form was indeed a savage vanguard. It had begun its mad charge from a hundred kilometers away, accelerating slowly and raising a gale.

Its line of advance was dead straight. Anything in the way was crushed, just like a giant mountain that had been smashed to rubble.

Charge!!

Boom!!!

Whatever stood before it would be pulverized!

The Will of the Ultimate Dark Form roared out from within the bellow. The massive bull head that had just shattered a mountain crashed into the swooping vulture phantom without hesitation !

The four sharp horns atop its head began to grow in a frenzy, becoming a huge, heavy white horn plate in an instant. The horn plate was twice the size of the great bull's head, and stood like a mountain atop its skull!

"Grrr!"

Boom!

As they collided, the earth cracked and black mud fountained from the fissures. The air around surged, forming ring-shaped shockwaves.

"Roar!"

Another deafening roar came from the collision's core. However, compared to the earlier reckless roar from before, this sound carried mounting pain.

Screee!!!

The bloodthirsty cry keened past, and two colossal figures burst from the white mist shockwave. A burning giant vulture spread its grim wings and pressed down on the muscled bull's head with a single talon.

A terrible force drove the entire bull backward in a frenzy. No matter how it howled in rage or how its muscles swelled and strained, even if its hooves split the earth into chasms and magma spouted out, the giant bull could not advance an inch.

It was forced to retreat, back and back again!

Its massive body smashed through a mountain and ploughed a river apart. The stubborn horn struggling skyward was forced down by the giant claw. The white heavy horn plate dropped lower and lower until a single talon pinned it to the ground. It seemed to become an iron rake, diligently tilling the World of Calamity's soil.

"Grr—"

The humiliated bellow cut off as the blood-red sharp talon slit the bull's mouth. Blood poured out like a river, turning the channels ploughed by the horn disk crimson. Blood Vulture's eyes suddenly lit up, crimson as blood and brimming with a mad lust to kill.

Zing!

The other iron talon launched in an instant, stamping explosively down. The air ripped with a terrifying scream! A blood-red afterimage slashed at the muscled bull's neck. Even though its muscle wrapped it like layered armor, Blood Vulture seemed utterly confident it could cleave it in two! That talon could tear the earth apart!

Whoosh!

Almost simultaneously, the Ultimate Dark Forms from other directions struck. The Ancient Spider Matriarch whose upper body was a beautiful woman and lower body a fearsome spider, coiled its countless legs and sprang, turning into a purple silhouette rushing toward Blood Vulture.

Demonic Blood Tyrant, joints bristling with blood-red spikes and body haloed in dark red light, swept in fast with two arms serrated with blades scything out. Another Ultimate Dark Form, Wild Coiling Bull, heaved upward to dodge. Its already huge white horn disk swelled nearly double!

Bang!

A violent collision erupted like a nuclear blast. Three ultimate auras and one blood-colored energy slammed against each other, tinting the endless shockwaves in their hues.

The next second, the Ultimate Dark Forms were hurled back, their limbs gouging dramatic rifts in the earth. They retreated dozens of metres before stopping.

Each bore greater or lesser wounds. The least injured was Demonic Blood Tyrant, with just the serrations at the tip of one combat limb ground down. The worst off was Wild Coiling Bull, as blood gushed from its neck. The muscled neck once as thick as its head was severed two-thirds through. A little more and the bull's entire head would have come off!

"Blood Vulture Dominator Fist... Truly worthy of the name..." Demonic Blood Tyrant admired as he stood by a peak. Two combat limbs thrust into the mountain as something one could call life-force was rapidly drawn out. The rock quickly dulled to a lifeless pallor.

The damaged limb crossed before its chest, and the axe-tip serrations regrew.

"Grrr..."

From afar came a weak, pained sound. Wild Coiling Bull's bell-like eyes, once stubborn and proud, now turned unusually clear with all earlier recklessness gone. Instead, they held a blue of timidity and pain, especially when its gaze fell on Blood Vulture in the distance. His face was seared into its bones.

"Blood Vulture Dominator Fist... His strength shouldn't be this fierce! He fought the Totem King for so many years, and just fought a life-and-death battle. Even if he won, he should be burned out... Yet where's the slightest sign of weakness?!"

Thump, thump...

Meanwhile, other Ultimate Dark Forms arrived, including a faceless white porcelain giant who was smooth all over. The porcelain head turned to "look" afar to the other side of the Starfall Plain.

"There must be something, or someone, helping Blood Vulture recover..."

It could see a demon colossus cloaked in black steel with its whole body burning aflame. Scarlet currents wrapped the giant. It was of the same root as Blood Vulture Dominator Fist's aura, and clearly the inheritance of the Southern Dipper Red Falcon Fist.

"A Southern Dipper successor... another Holy Fist Southern Dipper successor..." The porcelain giant sighed. "We've found out why the Totem King fell. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist indeed had help. Furthermore, this helper seems to have a special method to help him regain strength... Everyone, kill him first!"

A vast Will spread to all the Ultimate Dark Forms. This decision was the most correct. Though the Southern Dipper Red Falcon Fist aura on Cassius was formidable, it was far less terrifying than Blood Vulture Dominator Fist's. Obviously, it was because Cassius was a later successor. Put bluntly, he was a disciple of a disciple of Blood Vulture Dominator Fist. In record, renown, and strength, he was far inferior to one of the Southern Dipper Three Holy Fists. However, Cassius held the means to let him recover rapidly. Thus, he had to be eliminated first.

So many Ultimate Dark Forms gathered, yet none dared promise a quick victory when they faced Blood Vulture Dominator Fist who slew the Totem King. Therefore, killing his helper first and preventing quick recovery was crucial.

In short, always pick the low-hanging fruit. Many Ultimate Dark Forms planned to swarm Cassius. Some would pin down Blood Vulture's attention while the rest would kill Cassius. In almost an instant, all the Ultimate Dark Forms guided by the blood moon reached a consensus. They weren't all hotheads like Wild Coiling Bull, but apex beings with their own battle strategies.

Though they hadn't waged a siege in eons and their coordination was crude, their thinking was exceptionally clear.

"Rooaar!! Awoo!! Hiss!!"

The Ultimate Dark Forms' aura erupted together like pillars of Qi piercing heaven and earth. Surging shockwaves fanned out, layering the air with tidal waves that crashed down on Blood Vulture Dominator Fist.

Several powerful Ultimate Dark Forms flashed in, encircling that red figure. In the sky, the strange double-pupiled blood moon burst as if a vast Will had descended. A grand power one might call "momentum" blessed these Ultimate Dark Forms, giving their bodies a blood-red halo. The surging calamity was like fluorescent particles.

"Xiadu?"

Blood Vulture Dominator Fist lifted his aged face to look at that eerie blood moon in the sky and chuckled coldly. "White Bird's strike from a hundred years ago should still be doing you good, no? Heheh, I can still hear your quivering Will of pain from those days..."

His thin figure stood alone on the peak, yet his entire being radiated extreme dominance. Under the hazy moonlight, several powerful Ultimate Dark Forms surrounded him from four directions, melting into darkness and reeking of blood.

"Four?" He swept his gaze around, suffused with disregard for life. "Not enough!!!"

Screee!

A vulture phantom madly shot to the sky and struck in all directions. Scarlet talons tore through the sky, as if rending space itself. The besieging Ultimate Dark Forms attacked together, revealing the terrifying power of their paths of calamity. Clusters of light bright as day collided and expanded rapidly!

Elsewhere near the Starfall Plain, the Golem stood like a lifeless statue, with its steel hand lightly resting on a mountain's crown. Two faint red lights lit up beneath the metal helm as he gazed emotionlessly at the besieged Blood Vulture Dominator Fist.

"From ancient times until now, you're a legend amongst legends. An old man of tens of thousands of years and still so hot-blooded... Damn, how intense!"

Kakakakak...

The steel mask turned, and Cassius withdrew his gaze. At the moment, massive figures converged on him, sealing all his paths of retreat. Among them were the porcelain giant, Demonic Blood Tyrant, and even Wild Coiling Bull with blood still running from its neck.

"So you're thinking I’m the easier target?" The Golem looked at Wild Coiling Bull, an Ultimate Dark Form crippled on first contact by Blood Vulture. How daring of it to join in besieging him. It even wore an eager, rather confident look.

"Heheh, seems like you're underestimating me..."

Cassius chuckled softly, seeming calm and poised, yet beneath the meshed mask, those two dim red lights flared wildly.

Half a breath later, a hair-raising, dangerous gaze swept across the besiegers. All the attacking Ultimate Dark Forms felt a chill of inexplicable urgency.

It was as if something threatening them was tearing off its disguise bit by bit, removing its mask to reveal a ferocious grin.

Screech.

Joints creaked with metallic friction as the Golem slowly raised its armored steel arm. Its five fingers curled into a fist.

"I'll kill every last one of you!"