Ultragene Warlord Chapter 474: The Death of Fenghe

Chapter 474: The Death of Fenghe

The lifeforms and alien races that were regenerated from Fenghe’s creations were nothing more than piles of living flesh.

After all, their souls had vanished upon their death, and they had no agency or ability to think.

Over a dozen wood dragons wrapped around the mass of flesh that Fenghe had become. More and more lifeforms and alien races tried to emerge from the mass, but they were prevented from doing so by the wood dragons. In the end, as the wood dragons coiled around the mass more and more tightly, the sounds grew weaker until they vanished entirely.

Green saplings sprouted from the wood dragons, turning the gigantic pit into a strange, warped forest that looked like a bonsai when viewed from above.

Thus ended the life of Fenghe.

By yet another location in the second realm, Niutou and his forces had reached a large river which was blocking their way.

A raft flowed down the river, carrying a man garbed in white, a long spear in one hand. His eyes gleamed coldly as he stared at Niutou and his troops.

“They’re here!”

Niutou frowned as he stopped moving forward. He could see the man atop the raft staring at him with eyes like twin spears.

“There’s a man on the river, your highness,” one of his attendants murmured.

Even before the battle began in earnest, the two fighters’ auras were already clashing against one another. Niutou rushed out with a bull’s charge, whereas the man on the river struck forward as though he were the tip of a spear. The raft tilted from side to side, but the man’s body never seemed to move.

The skies turned dark, and a gust of wind blew past. One of Niutou’s fighters yelled out, “Human, if you don’t want to die, scram!”

The tip of the man’s spear hit the surface of the river, and an icy bolt shot toward the minotaur who had shouted.

The bolt had shot out so quickly that the minotaur had no idea what had happened; Niutou was the one who had to draw his weapon, a gigantic spiked mace, and shield the offending minotaur with it.

The icy bolt struck the mace, which hardly moved with the impact. The minotaur who had shouted at the man so arrogantly was so scared that he collapsed to the ground. Had Niutou not defended him, his brain would have been pierced through.

The man in the raft called out, “If you want to make it over, you’ll have to get past me first.”

Niutou asked, “Are you the assassin sent by Renhuang? No, the shock troops?”

“I am Fang Yi from Renhuang.” Gusts of wind rose beneath Fang Yi’s feet as thunder struck ominously above them.

Niutou asked a question he had been very curious about since he set off. “Do you have a girlfriend, or perhaps a wife? And does your governor?”

Fang Yi couldn’t help tightening his fingers around his spear.

Niutou smiled. “I don’t have any malicious intent. I simply want to have sex with your girlfriend or wife.”

Fang Yi’s face turned cold. Wind revolved around his body, and lightning discharged into the air.

Niutou cried out in mock surprise. “Could it be? Don’t you even have a girlfriend yet? How unfortunate!”

“Take this!” Fang Yi struck before Niutou could rattle off any more nonsense. Yelling, he dashed forward with his spear in hand, striding across the river’s surface, wreathed in wind and storm.

The spear shot forward with incredible force.

Niutou took the blow with his spiked club, continuing casually, “Surely there’s no need to be so angry? At the very least, I should hope your governor has one. Why don’t you introduce me to her? I simply want to meet her, and then to have sex with her right in front of your governor’s eyes…”

Fang Yi thrust his spear forward once more, so quickly it left dozens of afterimages in all directions, each of which seemed to strike Niutou independently.

Niutou waved his mace around as Fang Yi continued his advance, the clash of steel against steel causing sparks that shot into the air. The power of wind and storm circled Fang Yi and ravaged his surroundings, causing Niutou’s subordinates to fall back.

The weather itself seemed to respond to Fang Yi’s anger. Lightning flashed in mid-air, thunder trailing not far behind. The winds spun around him so rapidly it seemed as though Fang Yi was in the eye of a twister.

Niutou was no longer able to defend against his blows casually. He faced Fang Yi and responded to him with his full attention. As Fang Yi’s attacks grew faster and faster, however, Niutou was unable to keep up, and he was sent flying. There were a few cuts across his arms and legs, and he had barely avoided a critical injury.

He frowned. “Aren’t you overreacting? Could it be that your governor doesn’t have a girlfriend or wife either? How pitiful you humans must be! Shall I introduce some to you? My kingdom has quite the selection of beautiful women, or even minotaurs or sura would do as well. You don’t have to thank me. While you and your girlfriend are deep in the throes of passion, I’ll come to collect my fee.”

Niutou was, evidently, besotted with cuckolding others—and even himself.

“[Heaven’s Judgment]! [Tiger’s Howl, Dragon’s Bellow]!” Fang Yi’s spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward. Niutou’s face grew alarmed as he was knocked back once again.

Fang Yi glared at him. “Today will be the day you die.”

Niutou dragged himself out of the hole in the ground in which he had landed. His horns turned a vibrant jade-green, and his eyes a bloody red. As he roared, his muscles bulged, and he grew taller and taller. Coarse hair grew out of his head and back in a shade of dark green.

Niutou grew from two to five meters tall, and his gigantic spiked mace no longer looked so mismatched with his body. He sent the mace crashing down on Fang Yi.

“[Wind’s Spirit]! [Floating Clouds]!” Wrapped in wind, Fang Yi shifted to the side by a few dozen meters, so quickly it looked as though he had teleported. The mace crashed down and sent huge waves of force around the point of impact, crushing the wooden raft on the river and splitting the river in two.

It was true that all these sura kings were perverted in one way or another, but they were each absurdly strong, almost as though their perversion granted them strength.

Fang Yi turned back to the river, and his eyes burned with fighting intent. Only by facing such opponents would he be able to grow stronger and stronger.

A flash of lightning marked the resumption of battle. Wind and lightning crackled on Fang Yi’s spear as Niutou charged forward like a train straight for him.

“[Wind’s Spirit]! [Floating Clouds]!” Fang Yi again darted a few dozen meters away, avoiding Niutou’s charge.

The minotaurs began howling at the sky.

“His highness is enraged now—this human’s going to be beaten into meat paste!”

“No one has managed to take a blow at full force from his highness before.”

Positioning his spear horizontally, Fang Yi charged forward as quick as a bolt of lightning. “[Heaven’s Judgment: Tribulation of Lightning]!”

Hurled forward by wind and storm, the spear struck with incredible force.