The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 1019

While Dennis called for the global conference, Haylan was already on his way to the next battlefield.

He was very fast and could sense that a God Realm cultivator had appeared in a distant place.

“Everyone, please be alright!”

Haylan had a frown on his face. He rushed to his destination with all his might and was traveling at breakneck speed.

As far as he knew, other than him and his master, no one else in the mortal world was a God Realm cultivator.

In other words, once those God Realm cultivators from God’s Land attacked, everything would be razed to the ground.

Those solitary sects of Longhard Kingdom would presumably not be a match for them either!

The cultivators from God’s Land would exterminate the sects like a piece of cake

Therefore, he had to be at the battlefield as soon as possible to prevent such a tragedy from happening.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield closest to Haylan, God Realm cultivators from God’s Land were massacring cultivators from the mortal world.

“Look at you. You still have the nerve to stand up against us and resist with that pity strength of yours?”

“Too bad. People like them are as quashable as ants.”

“You’re right. It’s their honor to die in our hands!”

“Kill them all!”

Three burly men were massacring mortal cultivators at one of the borders of Longhard Kingdom.

The formers were powerful and fast. They were flying in the air, and their bodies were covered in terrifying mana.

Under the effects of their mana, the bullets fired by Longhard Kingdom’s warriors were deflected elsewhere, causing no harm to the God Realm cultivators.

And with one swing of their swords, hundreds of warriors were slaughtered.

It was a massacre!

Even though Longhard Kingdom’s cultivators emanated strong auras and were determined to fight till their very last breath, they were unable to cause their enemy any harm.

On the contrary, they were slaughtered and eradicated. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

One by one, the mortal warriors fell.

Corpses were everywhere, and blood gushed out from the bodies.

The battlefield was a living hell.

Blood and flesh could be seen splattered everywhere. Broken limbs and crushed skulls were all over the place.

However, even though they were discernibly weaker and were experiencing a huge number of deaths, none of the people from Longhard Kingdom yielded to their enemies.

Even if their enemies were much stronger than them, in order to protect the people of Longhard Kingdom, the cultivators stood firm and tall.

They were still in for the kill and saw death as an honor. They charged with all their might to resist the enemy’s attack.

If one person died, the other person would immediately take his place and defend Longhard Kingdom with his flesh and blood.

“Everyone, use the forbidden technique and burn your blood and life energy to increase your strength. We shall gear up for Palm of Lightning. Even if we die, we can’t let these people take another step closer!”

An old man from Lytitos Mountain commanded the cultivators behind him and roared with all his might.

His robe was long dyed red by the blood of his people.

He had a dangling left sleeve because the enemy cut off his left arm in the battle just now.

Yet, at this dreadful moment, he did not retreat at all. His gaze was like lightning, sharp and diabolical.

On the palm of his right hand, a bolt of lightning was forming, emitting crackling sounds.

Upon hearing the old man’s words, a brawny man among the cultivators from God’s Land revealed a disdainful expression.

His face was red, and so was his skin. He looked extremely wicked.

This person’s nickname was Magma. He was’one of the high-level cultivators among his peers.

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Magma floated in the air and stared at the old priest of Lytitos Mountain. He said coldly, “Ants are only ants, no matter how much they resist. Even if a colony of them come together, they could never hurt a tiger!”

Magma got his name due to his ability to control heat as hot as magma.

His body was as solid as a rock that could not be melted.

Magma’s destructive attack and defense capability made him Longhard Kingdom cultivator’s biggest enemy.

A moment ago, he used the resilience of his body to withstand all attacks by Longhard Kingdom’s cultivators

His fist was as terrifying as magma. One punch from him burned a nine-star General to ashes.

Many of Longhard Kingdom’s cultivators died under his burning fist. They were either charred black or burned to the point where not even ashes were left.

“Charge!”

The old priest of Lytitos Mountain looked up at Magma with fierce eyes and an angry growl.

Under the command of the old priest of Lytitos Mountain, cultivators of Longhard Kingdom dispersed all talismans of Palm of Lightning.

Countless lightning bolts struck Magma in the air like thousands of snakes.

The scene was terrifying as if it could destroy the world.

The other two cultivators from God’s Land did not help when they saw Magma trapped in a lightning frenzy. Instead, they crossed their arms, floated in midair, and watched everything quietly as if they

were watching some comedy.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The cumulative power discharged from the power of the Palm of Lightning’s talismans was zealous, but it couldn’t hurt Magma. It didn’t even leave a scratch on Magma’s skin.

“This can’t be true.”

The expressions of the priests of Lytitos Mountain changed drastically. Their pupils constricted in disbelief.

The Palm of Lightning was the strongest spell they had.

They couldn’t comprehend how it was possible for Magma to walk away unscathed after they’d exhausted their life energy to kill him using Palm of Lightning

“Is the mortal world filled with weaklings like that? I really don’t get why our seniors are so worried about the mortal world. Magma looked at those priests from Lytitos Mountain and recalled the instructions given to him by the seniors in the sect before they set off. A sneering expression appeared on his face.

“So here are some ants wanting to kill an elephant. How ridiculous.

“Now, prepare yourselves for death.,

“Burning Palm!”

Magma’s gaze was icy cold as he looked down from above. Without notice, he blasted fire from his palms at those priests from Lytitos Mountain.

“Not good, run!” some shouted.

Chills went down the old priest’s spine. A strong sense of danger arose in his heart.

He immediately grabbed someone behind him and fled for his life.

The others gradually came to their senses and began to flee in all directions

However, it was too late.

“Boom!”

Magma had transformed the energy from his palm into a massive and scorching fireball in midair. “Bam!” The ball of fire rammed into the ground beneath it and caused an explosion.

On the ground, there was a deep indent of a gigantic palm print with a diameter of 320 feet.

The scorching power burned the ground black.

Cultivators and warriors who could not escape in time were blasted into the ground. Their bodies ruptured from the incineration caused by the terrifying Burning Palm.

As the palm landed, a terrifying shock wave radiated in all directions like ripples, sending the old priest, who was running

away from the battlefield earlier, flying. He finally stopped after tumbling for minutes and looked bushed.

Survivors were dumbfounded by the deep palm-shaped pit when they got back on their feet.