Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 181: The Tough Fallen Angel Bloodline Warrior

Translator: Udong Editor: Udong/Chrissy

Through the leaves, Fanta Kunge looked over to where Qian Jin hid and secretly admired the guts and vision of this peer.

From the map, they were at the place of the broadest view in the forest. According to the evidences Qian Jin had collected along the operation trace, there were hundreds of routes the Dark Group could take to follow the fugitives to the Zence Empire. However, the possibility they would pass by here was as high as 20%!

Qian Jin had screened such a high probability out of hundreds of choices. Fanta Kunge hadn’t bought it until a discussion took place between them! He found that the young comrade also had a deep knowledge in marches of wars.

Thanks to the military origin, he had received a good military education since childhood, but this young man had worked at it much harder!

How could this be? Did he read military books every day since he was a child? Did he have an insight, perception, the exaltation of spirit that was impossible for everyone? Fanta Kunge’s face twitched! Never mind! This comrade was originally a freak who had already excelled in so many things, so there should be no surprises even if he was a military expert!

The three hid in different spots! The night quickly passed and they hadn’t even noticed the first faint streaks of dawn in the east. The soft sun ray shone to the earth, showing the peace of dawn!

Fanta Kunge seriously doubted that his sense of smell was jeopardized by the stinky rotten leaves after hiding under them for a whole night! He couldn’t even control his tears at the pungent smell! How did Qian Jin endure that much while in a thicker pile of leaves? How long would he wait before he came out from the corner? Would the fugitives and the Dark Group eventually show up?

Qian Jin lied in the leaves without moving a little like a snake in hibernation! He had already learned how to control his body temperature back at the Extreme Ice Fire Dual Lake, and now he was not different from a bloodless snake except for the two bleak eyes glancing around from time to time.

Swish... Swish...

A rapid running sound drew near, and the bleak eyes stopped glancing right away like they had been frozen! Three bony Demons in black carrying machetes appeared in the cold pupils!

Dark Group of the Demons! Fanta Kunge managed to suppress the irresistible excitement and quietly observed these mysterious members who would scare a crying baby to shut up only by saying their name!

As the three Dark Group Demons arrived at the open ground, they began to walk around at a high speed and threw short nails everywhere! The strong force deeply crucified the small weapons into the soil and the branches!

Three triangular nails were thrust sharply into the position half an inch in front of Qian Jin, which rather put Fanta Kunge in a cold sweat! Once again, admiration rose up in his heart! For God’s sake how could Qian Jin still keep lying there like a dead body under this circumstances? He really doubted if he could do the same!

After the nail sprinkle inspection, the cautious light weakened a little in the Demons’ eyes! The three black men made some eye contact, pulled out wires no thicker than hair from their arms, and quickly fastened them to the trees! The steel lines connected and formed into a net with all kinds of throwing knives and arrows on them, which would immediately release a number of projectiles once triggered!

Qian Jin looked at all this with a stoic face. It seemed the Dark Group was as capable as they were in the rumors! Not only did they have tyrannical strength, but also the ability to predict and analyze! It was clear that they must have also reached the 20% odds chance!

Finishing all the trap work, the Demons of the Dark Group began with their own cover job. Two of them climbed up into the trees, planning to use the thick leaves as a cover. And, the left one called Qian Jin’s extra attention!

It was a very common piece of cloth, below which were some supporting iron branches! If force was used into one of them, the cloth would be completely open. The principle was more or less like an umbrella except it was way lager than that! Someone would definitely think it was a huge rock since the color was exactly the same with the scattering leaves! Who would have expected there was a Demon hiding behind it!

Interesting! There wasn’t the slightest mood swing on Qian Jin’s rocky face! He gobbled it all and quietly started estimating the strength of the opponents like cooling solidified volcanic lava!

Of the three Dark Group members, the most inferior one had the strength of a Level 3 Demon Fighter! The other two were more formidable! One was as powerful as a Level 8 Demon Fighter, and the other 9! No wonder everyone would change his countenance when speaking of the organization no matter in the Demons or the Zence territory!

Those who took the lead were so powerful! It was hard to imagine what a monster the Seven Star would be! Qian Jin lied there, speculating!

Three hours passed, but neither man nor animal came! Had everyone made a wrong guess about the route?

No one moved, not even the Demons! Time seemed to have frozen! The clouds finally could not bear the loneliness, and there came a huge long lightning which seemed to tear the sky! Thunders rolled over like the sky was going to collapse! Even the earth issued a slight tremble in the roar!

A drop... Another drop... In a blink, the drizzle turned into a pouring rain! Raindrops the size of peas cracked on the ground, splashing countless mud!

Fanta Kunge watched the heavy rain and, for a second, had even suspected the sensitive trap net which could hole an armored warrior like a hive would be triggered by the raindrops! If that happened, Qian Jin would be exposed!

The rainfall kept hitting the ground, and among the sounds, Qian Jin suddenly heard a stamping coming from the distance along with some mud splashing sounds!

In the rain curtain, a young man sometimes staggered and sometimes rushed forward! He held a pair of swords in his hand which had already turned into two saws!

The fugitive was coming! It turned out to be a human! It was out of Qian Jin’s expectation that the Demons were chasing after a human, not to mention he was no more than 18 or 19 from his appearance! His two black long eyebrows were raised oblique to his temples like his pair of swords, and there were his black eyes filled with exhaustion, which still looked so bright like stars in a night sky. He was such a handsome man with the tall nose and thin lips. He was delicate but heroic and not sissy at all! Girls liked that type!

The metal armor of the young man was dilapidated, and it was still stained with blood after being washed by the pouring rain! The brim of the shield on his wrist which had a half-inch diameter had already turned into a jagged form. The way he was dressed spoke of how this young warrior must have encountered a pitched battle!

The staggering young man ran into the area where three human and three Demons were waiting for an ambush. He suddenly stopped like a flying arrow fiercely nailed in the soil and looked around as if he had found something!

"Come out!" The young warrior lifted his ragged swords. "Even the heavy rain could not wash off the nauseous rotten smell of your bodies!"

The rain kept falling but none of the Dark Group moved.

Fanta Kunge would have thought this young man was being too nervous if he hadn’t acknowledged the existence of the Demons. But now, he was convinced by his calmness! What a good judgment in such a fatal condition!

"Since you won’t come out..." The young man’s cold eyes swept the surroundings while putting both swords into the same hand. He observed, took out some iron pieces from his waist, and suddenly cast them off to surrounding trees! The nail-sized weapons shattered countless raindrops in the full throw and flew into different trees like a spray!

Bang! Bang! Bang... Angular iron pieces were fiercely inserted in the trunk and branches the next second!

Ding! The collision sound was particularly crisp in the heavy rain, and the sparks caused by the machete and iron pieces encounter was quenched by the rain before a full bloom!

One of the Dark Group members jumped down from the tree. He could not stay there anymore as the iron piece was aimed at his forehead just now. If he held onto the camouflage, he would still be spotted. Why not take a quick attack at the risk of being injured?

The Level 8 Demon Fighter also jumped off. He opened his arms and threw his machete straight to the young warrior like a hawk aiming at a rabbit. The target waved his jagged sword in front of his body and fiddled the machete away in a brave and ready way! His black onyx eyes suddenly radiated a blood color like a ruby in a spotlight!

Kacha... Kacha... Swish!

A bone fracture sounded behind the young warrior’s back! A half-meter long wing with black smooth and shiny feathers suddenly appeared!

Demon! Demon’s Bloodline Warrior! It’s the Fallen Angel Bloodline, the Royal Bloodline. One of the three Ultimate Demon Bloodlines!

In a second, the young man reached the peak of a Level 9 Demon Warrior! The swords roared like a dragon and issued a glare in the black rain!

Fallen Angel Bloodline? Fanta Kunge was shocked! Why did such a strong Demon warrior of the Demons show up here with a death mark from the Dark Group? What exactly was going on? He obviously had the appearance of a human...

"Who is that?!"

The Level 3 on the tree, who was the closest to Fanta Kunge, threw his machete out to the rock and leaves! In that moment when Fanta Kunge’s concentration wavered, he was spotted!