Supreme Divine Book

Angry roars filled with killing intent echoed in the sky above the pellucid water city. Under the lead of nearly twenty genius disciples of the large sects, the three thousand warriors of Dwarf swept up the raging anger in their bodies and charged into the pellucid water city.    

Once the pent-up anger exploded, it would be comparable to lava erupting from a volcano.    

No matter how kind a person was, once they were forced into a corner, they would still reveal their fiercest side.    

"Kill them! Avenge the suffering clansmen!"    

Wielding his heavy sword, Pason charged into the ranks of the red-armored soldiers. With a wave of his hand, he used his blade-less sword to smash the red-armored soldier's head into pieces.    

"Bam!" It was like a watermelon that was smashed to pieces. Red, white, and disgusting viscous liquid splashed everywhere.    

The Dwarves began their most powerful Jedi counterattack. In recent months, in recent years, in recent decades, and even in the past hundred years, the humiliation suffered by Dwarf s had completely erupted.    

The momentum of the three thousand Dwarf Warriors shot through the sky like a rainbow.    

The Darknorth soldiers in the city had long since lost their minds. Some didn't even have the time to react before they went to meet the King of Hell.    

He held a battle axe in his hand, shiny and sharp. Chopping down on the enemy's body was like slicing through tofu, without any obstruction.    

For a team to become strong, the first step was to improve their weapons.    

However, to the Dwarf, they never lacked weapons. Out of the three thousand Dwarf Warriors, at least two hundred of them had low-grade saint artifacts. The others were all top-grade treasures.    

For the sake of this rescue mission, Patriarch Du Xinzhen had given his clan members the best equipment. He wanted to use his actions to show the people of the Darknorth Empire that the Dwarf was not easy to bully.    

"Kill!"    

Camouflage was holding a golden staff. The staff was two meters long, but half of his body was longer than Camouflage. As he swung the staff, it was as if he was waving a divine iron. Every swing of the staff would at least break a few bones of the enemy.    

Compared to the Dwarf, the twenty or so genius disciples of the big sects were truly the valiant and invincible Heavenly Generals.    

"Hehehehe, it feels great."    

The sword sect's cold and proud attitude seemed as if it was enjoying killing. As he walked amongst the red armored soldiers, the treasured sword in his hand had a sharp red light lingering around it. Killing the red-armored soldiers was like chopping a melon and cutting vegetables. Countless broken limbs and arms recklessly flew into the air. The round heads flew out and scattered everywhere.    

"Too great, hehehe."    

Leng Ao did not look like he came from a respectable and upright sect; his entire body was filled with evil Qi. The longsword vibrated. If it wasn't to cut the red armored soldier in half, then it should be cut in half. None of the people that died under his sword was complete.    

Even someone as powerful as Jian Ling could not be bothered to even use her sword. Rays of white light burst out from Jian Ling's fingertips, and a small bloody hole appeared on the red armored soldier's forehead.    

None of the enemies that Jian Ling had chosen were able to escape.    

Xing Hui, this master and disciple pair, were much more ruthless. The cold sword light interweaved horizontally, slicing through the air and piercing into her eardrums. It was harvesting life after life.    

Yuan Yuan, the genius of the Xuanyuan Sect s, similarly did not hold back in her attacks.    

Even the kind and simple Ye Xiaoke revealed her cold and detached side. The actions of all the warriors of the Darknorth Empire had enraged her.    

When he entered the city, the corpses of the dwarves that were casually thrown on the ground outside the city stung Ye Xiaoke's heart. This time, no matter what, he had to seek justice for the Dwarf.    

"Bang bang!"    

At some point, a strange spider puppet had appeared behind Wu Yu in the Devil Puppet City. Threads spat out from the spider's mouth, and instantly pierced through the hearts of dozens of soldiers.    

A ruthless and bloody feast was quietly put on.    

"Hehe, who's the Puppet Faction, how is my Spider Demonic Puppet?" Wu Yu smiled indifferently.    

"Crack!" Du Chang casually broke a soldier's neck, disdainfully saying, "Truly disgusting, can't your Devil Puppet City produce something normal?"    

"Hmph, if you continue to be as inflexible as your Puppet Faction, why are you still talking about innovation?"    

"Innovation is innovation, what you're doing is a bad habit."    

Wu Yu and Du Chang scolded each other as they killed the soldiers that were charging in from all directions.    

In the hands of these geniuses, these mighty soldiers of the Darknorth Empire had turned into trash with a combat power of 250.    

One by one, the corpses fell to the ground, their screams rising and falling. Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed into rivers. This cruel and bloody scene was just like the legendary Asura hell.    

Feng Yi's fighting style was very elegant. The weapon she used was a three Zhang long white silk. The white silk moved and struck the enemy's body. The red-armored soldier's ribs were shattered and he vomited blood as he died.    

Even though she was killing people, Feng Yi was still elegant, like a celestial fairy, charming and moving.    

This was purely a one-sided slaughter. In front of the geniuses of the great sects, the warriors of the city had no chance to resist at all.    

The warriors of the Dwarf were also burning with rage. While they slaughtered the enemies on the side, they were also rescuing their fellow clansmen who were trapped.    

Within the public square of the Pingshui City.    

On the plaza, there was nothing but a pile of corpses.    

Han Chen held onto the Fire Cloud Blade, like a god of death dominating the world, his brows revealed the aura of a king, making everyone revere him.    

"How are you?" Han Chen turned to look at the Dwarf girl behind him.    

The young girl was wearing Han Chen's clothes and her eyes were filled with blankness and shock, as well as an inexplicable throbbing.    

"I'm fine." The young lady from Dwarf shook his head lightly.    

"Lil, Lil." The young Dwarf who was tied to the pillar shouted.    

"Big brother kins." Only then did the Dwarf girl realize that the other patriarchs were being locked up. She quickly ran towards the young man and untied the rope.    

Han Chen also walked to the iron cage that held the dwarves, and waved his Flaming Cloud Blade, "Bang bang!" A powerful sword wave swept out, breaking apart all of the steel cages, while the dwarves were not damaged in the slightest.    

In the distance, shouts of battle shook the skies. Smoke rose up from all directions as flames billowed from the beacons.    

All of the dwarves that were rescued gathered in front of Han Chen, each and every one of their faces were filled with inexplicable shock.    

"This is the Fire Cloud Blade that Elder Lu Xiu refined."    

The young Dwarf King who had her ropes untied by Lil walked over and looked at the blade in Han Chen's hand in disbelief.    

Han Chen nodded his head, his gaze turned towards the dwarves, "It was the Patriarch who asked us to come to save you guys. Bi Jia, Paso and the others have all come."    

Hearing the two familiar names, Piggy Paso. All the dwarves had regained their spirits.    

"Do you know where the other clansmen are being held?" Han Chen asked.    

"South of the city, west of the city, and north of the city. Those vicious humans have separated us and imprisoned us. " A dwarf said angrily.    

"There's more, there's more." The other dwarf suddenly thought of something and quickly grabbed Han Chen's arm. "Also, I heard from the vicious humans that today, they will first transport two hundred clansmen to the Wanxiong Prefecture. Hurry up and save them, I'm begging you, but if you go to Wanxiong Prefecture, they will never come back. "    

"Good friend, please."    

"Please save our people."    

The group of dwarves all looked at Han Chen for help. Against the evil forces, they were not even afraid of death. But at the thought of their compatriots dying, they could put down their dignity and beg others.    

Han Chen frowned, and asked solemnly: "How did they get to Wanxiong Prefecture?"    

"River of water, ship."    

"I see." Han Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light, he immediately spoke to the rest, "All of you, go meet up with Pao and the rest, if you meet any enemies, then kill them!"    

Kill!    

The cold and cruel words came out of Han Chen's mouth, the expressions of the dwarves changed at first, but after that their expressions became especially resolute.    

"We will avenge our compatriots. Kill them."    

"Kill!"    

The Dwarves that had been rescued also exploded with a strong sense of resentment. In the months they had been imprisoned in the Pingshui City, they had seen their companions bullied and killed mercilessly.    

When a kind-hearted person was angered by the bottom line, a monstrous killing intent filled the entire world.    

The dwarves that were rescued joined the battle, the ranks of the Dwarf became stronger and stronger.    

Yuan Yuan, Jian Ling, Feng Yi, Wu Yu, Du Chang, and the other experts that were led by the geniuses were unstoppable. The soldiers of the Darknorth Empire were all beheaded.    

The blood flowed for several kilometers, and the corpse was now a hundred meters high.    

A thick smell of death filled the air in the city, and the pungent smell of blood filled the entire inner city.    

"How dare you! How dare you barge into my Pinnacle Water City and provoke my Darknorth Empire? Are you tired of living?"    

A thunderous echo reverberated in the air as a furious figure wrapped in black martial spirit energy rushed up into the air. The powerful aura caused the sky to tremble.    

"Hmph, I am indeed tired of living." Yuan Yuan let out a cold laugh, directly transforming into a golden ray of light and flashing towards his opponent.    

"The golden colored light penetrated the black figure like a star." "Bam!" With an explosive sound, the infuriated black figure instantly exploded from the center, turning into a cloud of bloody mist.    

Terrifying energy fluctuations recklessly burst out, as if beautiful fireworks were blooming in the sky.    

In an instant, he had killed an expert, and Yuan Yuan's methods caused all the other geniuses to reveal expressions of shock.    

At the same time, Han Chen also flew into the air in a flash.    

"Paso." Han Chen's vigorous voice resounded like the tide, and his deep eyes revealed a domineering aura.    

"When the rescue is over, chop off all the heads of the enemy troops and pile them on top of the city walls to give the Beiming Empire a warning."    

"Yes." "Yes," Paso replied harshly. His voice was filled with excitement from the exhilarating massacre.    

"I'll go rescue the other tribesmen on the river."    

With that said, Han Chen turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky above the pellucid water city.