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Chapter 343: An Empty Punch

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Leading the Tudenan army to continue to move forward to the distant mountains where the great fire was blazing, Zhang Lisheng finally smelled the humid sea breeze in the air after a long time. There was also the burnt smell that was emitted from the burning of trees, human bodies and beast carcasses and the sulphur smell peculiar to a volcanic area.

Knowing that the Kamando tribe’s vast dwelling was not far away, Zhang Lisheng commanded the wizard gu to stop on the tree canopy. Taking out a piece of rolled bark paper from the animal leather pouch at his waist, he carefully compared it with the surrounding scenery before giving out his commands to the dispatch warriors who surrounded him under the earth-shattering gunfire. “According to the map, the Kamando tribe is at the foot of the mountain. Even though the outlander’s alchemy machinery is strong, as long as Kamando people are not dumb, they’d definitely dig a hole to hide after being bombed once so their deaths and injuries would not be heavy. Still, I don’t believe that they can dig up a hole that can accommodate the formation of two to three hundred thousand warriors within 20 days, not to mention the tens of thousands of elite warriors riding the giant millispiders. For this reason, our chief warriors must be more alert later when we’re attacking, we must lead our men to charge with the fastest speed and overpower the Kamando warriors. Don’t let them have the opportunity to climb out of the cave to form a formation! We must defeat them in one go!”

“Yes, Raider!” After the hundreds of dispatch warriors heard the young man’s words, they bowed on the back of the giant millispiders whose faint purple hair was gently swaying in the night breeze. Then, they commanded their partners to rapidly disperse and spread out the tribal Raider’s orders throughout the entire Tudenan conquering army.

The instant they completed their dispatch job, a streak of dawn happened to appear at the distant coastline.

The appearance of the morning sun dispelled the night and also dispelled the US army’s air raid that had gone on for an entire night without stopping.

After seeing the last wave of bombers returning to the human gathering place, with no commotion being seen after, Zhang Lisheng looked looked at the distant forest that turned into scorched earth and murmured: “This is enough. It has been bombed to such a stage so I suppose if the missiles and bombs are converted into cash, the amount should be able to overpower the amount used on Shrimp B1 Island already.”

Then, the wizard gu beneath him began to expand together with his own body.

Facing the rising sun, the Tudenan’s Raider who transformed into a giant raised his sharp claw that was gleaming with green brilliance, he roared two words earth-shatteringly. “Believers, charge!”

The instant his words left his mouth, countless horrifying and ferocious giant spiders charged towards the tree canopy from the jungle, transforming into an endless surging tide that charged towards the distant towering volcano adjacent to the sea.

Under the leadership of the tribal Raider, the Tudenan people showed a level of courage that had never been seen before. However, when they charged into the ruins of the Kamando, they discovered that there was not even one living figure in the uninhabited tribal dwelling.

Thinking that the Kamando people were hidden in the caves around the tribe trying to ambush and besiege the Tudenan’s conquering army, Zhang Lisheng smiled sinisterly and gathered countless amount of water vapor on his body, forming a huge cloud that he rode up to the air. Waving his hand, he summoned thousands of substantial cloud beast heads, waiting for Kamando warriors to rush out from the ground.

However, even until all 48,000 Tudenan elite warriors had already occupied the Kamando’s dwelling, not one enemy appeared at all.

A strange thought rose in Zhang Lisheng’s heart suddenly. He flew to the towering totem pole at the center of the Kamando tribe and took a careful look before reaching out a hand to touch it. All of a sudden, his eyes went wide in bafflement as he blurted out, “The Kamando people have left...”

“Raider, we’ve found the caves where the Kamando tribesmen were hiding, but they’re empty. All 17 underground caves are empty.” At this moment, hundreds of Tudenan scouts rushed towards the foot of the cloud and reported to Zhang Lisheng who was flying in the air.

“Go, split into a formation of 1000 people each and search the jungle on both sides of the battlefield to see if there’s any Kamando people, even if it’s just one of them!” Even though Zhang Lisheng had already realized that the unpredictable King of the Sierras had most likely brought the Kamando tribe to cross the sea and go to other islands, the young man still shouted his order from the towering clouds.

When a bloody turmoiled battle of conquest that had an unknown result of it being victory or defeat was about to unfold, he suddenly discovered that the enemy had already sailed away and vanished without a trace, giving him a feeling of having already clenched his fist and summoning his strength but suddenly drew a bye instead. He felt that even though it might be futile, he still wanted to do something no matter what.

Under the command of the tribal Raider, the Tudenan’s conquering army was divided into 48 formations. They swept the surrounding forests of hundreds of square miles but still obtained no result. There were still at least 500,000 people remaining in the Kamando tribe so unless they had escaped from the island, it was completely impossible for them to hide without showing any trace.

The natural harbors in the southern tip of Shrimp B1 Island were more than that of the northern end, with a greater area too. Judging from the ruins of fishing ports and docks that traversed several dozens of kilometers on the beach, the navigation technology mastered by Kamando should be very superb.

On the shore with the choppy surging tide, when Zhang Lisheng heard the dispatch warriors replying that they had found nothing, he carefully studied the destroyed ports and realized that the ships inside had disappeared without a trace. With a wry smile, he ordered, “Looks like the Kamando people have fled. We’ve won without fighting. Go...”

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a bellowing of “ooh oohh ahh ahh...” from the jungle not far away that was blocking the Kamando tribe’s ruins.

With a shock, the young man thought that the conquering army had been attacked by the ambushing Kamando people. The young man who had transformed into the wyrmdragon soared up into the sky with a wide stretch of seawater and looked from the distance where the sound originated.

To his surprise, he saw seven to eight faint red flesh tubes penetrating out of the ground one by one abruptly, pulling the Tudenan warriors who had been patrolling in the Kamando tribe’s dwelling one by one into the ground.

“King of the Sierras...” Upon seeing the red flesh tube, the horrifying taste of having his body being burnt and corroded by the strong acid and flame flashed in his mind. As blood gushed to his head, he roared angrily and expanded his body to become a giant of more than ten meters high. In an instant, he rode the wind and traveled several hundreds of meters before throwing a punch downward and slammed on a deep underground hole that a red flesh tube had just snuck under.

The power of this punch was not big but when this punch was thrown, a gush of water column, that was seemingly swept up by a typhoon, with a diameter of more than ten meters, slammed straight into the hole with a weight of 10,000 tons.

After a loud dull bang resonated, one-third of the Kamando tribe began to quake. Countless springs spurted out from the cracks on the ground, sweeping thousands of Tudenan’s elite warriors who were riding on the giant millispiders away into the distance.

When they saw that the power of just one punch of their tribal Raider was actually this powerful, the Tudenan people crouched down with revere.

Unfortunately, Zhang Lisheng no longer gave any damn to his believers’ worshipping. With a yell of “Get away!”, he leapt up to the sky once again.

After narrowly dodging the devouring red flesh tube, mist was naturally formed under his feet in midair to support his body. The blood vessels and meridians the size of an adult fist protruded out of his scaly giant head and set off billowing waves from the air, before transforming into a water column that charged straight up to the sky. Shooting it down from the air, he transformed half of Kamando into a vast salt lake.

Then, he began to saw the lake surface stirring and the mist boiling. A strange red worm that was twenty to thirty meters long struggled to float up onto the ground.

The body of the giant worm that resembled a long snake was seemingly made of rubber. It could shrink and expand several times apart and in addition to a large triangular head, there were seven large flesh tubes that were continuously expanding and shrinking.

“King of the Sierras...” Relying on the geographical advantage of being close to the sea, Zhang Lisheng, who was originally feeling entirely exhausted after launching two powerful attacks far beyond imagination, stood on the clouds and looked down at this giant weird worm on the lake as he muttered in bafflement.

However, as his train of thought changed its course, he realized that no matter how lengthy he had give play to his strength, it was still impossible for Kamando’s most powerful guardian spiritual monster to fall into crisis just after two bouts of attacks. At most, this strange worm should have some unclear and vague relationship with the King of the Sierras.

In Zhang Lisheng’s opinion, the spiritual monsters — be it the ‘forest’s son’, or the ‘beloved son of the ocean’— of the Hellfire sea region were foreign world’s monsters mostly created by the Emperor Molasses.

Their original forms came from all types of items, from the fish and reefs to trees and animals, even those weird poisonous bugs too. When the King of the Sierras led Kamando to flee and cross the ocean, it had left behind a species who had an attack method similar to himself to intimidate the enemy. The young man could fully understand the reason behind this.

If it was not for the fact that the Kamando tribe was near the sea, this strange worm might indeed have caused great sacrifices to the Tudenan’s conquering army. In fact, even now, there was already more than 100 casualties so it had more or less cast a shadow onto this victory that could have been achieved with ease.

However, no matter how big the sacrifice of the tribe made, it was no longer worth mentioning in the eyes of Zhang Lisheng. Facing the giant worm underneath him that was constantly struggling in vain, a pleasant surprise gradually appeared on his face. Abruptly, he let out a long and loud huff and casted the ‘assimilate’ spell in his mind. At the same time, black blood mist began to gush out of the pores on his body.

That blood mist brought along the flourishing wizard power surging in the young man’s blood, before drifting towards the red giant worm floating on the water surface. Unfortunately, before it could reach the strange worm’s body, it had already simmered till it vanished into nothingness.

When Zhang Lisheng saw the black blood dispersing, he did not hesitate to use his mind to cast another spell and emit blood mist from his body once again. Unfortunately, after trying several dozens of times consecutively, the result was still the same.

Realizing that the red monster could not be refined into a wizard gu at all, the young man’s expression turned grave right away. After pondering for a while, he suddenly commanded Ghostface to spread out into Encompassing Net and wrap tightly around the wizard gu before taking it out of the water.

“You’d either become my wizard gu or become my ‘gift’. In short, you’ll be used by me!” Looking at the strange red worm that was no longer struggling on the ground, Zhang Lisheng, who descended from the sky, had a fraction of a ferocious look on his face. He transformed his transformation power into the Money Toad from wyrmdragon and used the body of the giant that was as strong as a mountain to grasp one of the roots of the flesh tube on this giant worm. With a roar, he tore it out violently.

Despite having all of the power in its body being sealed with Ghostface’s omniscient power, the strange worm still let out a deafening wail having undergone such torture of having its limb torn.

A gush of a mixture of spring-like magma and equally acidic blood gushed out of the wound, splashing on Zhang Lisheng’s body.