Chapter 24: Massacre

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  The strength of the war master was indeed extraordinary. Li Junshan had never fought head-on with anyone before, and in his previous life, he hadn't practiced any martial arts or skills. In this world, he hadn't learned any techniques either. Under the war master's sudden and fierce attack, he was at a loss for a moment, and could only rely on his speed to dodge around two stone lions that were over three meters tall.

  "It seems I'm not a warrior after all, just that one time when the alien-altered gene was activated."

  After he vigorously enhanced the hot flow in his lower abdomen, known as Dou Qi, no Dou Qi glow appeared on the outside of his body. Li Junshan thought to himself amidst his busy schedule.

  "Don't mind the stone lions in front of the town hall." York, seeing his personal bodyguard hesitating, covered his mouth and shouted loudly: "Kill this little beast for me!"

  The general's spirit was stirred, and with a loud shout, the purple sword tip suddenly swelled to over three meters long. He swung his sword in a horizontal arc, and with a deafening crash, two massive stone lions split in half from the middle and crashed to the ground, rolling down the stone steps in front of the mansion onto the main street.

  Li Junshan's face suddenly changed, losing the cover of the stone lion, and the sword tip of the war master was stabbed straight at his head. With no available weapon in hand, Li Junshan simply bent down to hug the base of the stone lion and threw it at the war master with a "whoosh".

  "He's overestimating himself." War Master sneered, facing the astonishing stone-throwing, his figure didn't pause at all, and he slashed upwards with his sword. With a loud crash, the base of the stone lion was instantly split into fragments by War Master, scattering everywhere.

  After throwing out the stone lion base, Li Junshan's body was as swift as a cloud and flowed like water, quickly retreating to the main street. He was indeed fast, but that warrior was not slow either. With one kick on the ground, a half-inch deep footprint suddenly appeared on the ground. His body, like a residual shadow, rushed over, with the purple sword tip stabbing straight at Li Junshan's chest.

  Li Junshan concentrated his spirit, raising his spiritual power to its highest level. He narrowly avoided the swordsmen's blades in an unbelievable manner, making it seem as if he was effortlessly dodging and weaving around them with ease. However, in reality, his heart was filled with bitter suffering, and he didn't even have a chance to counterattack.

  Fate was anxious on one side, York and the other soldiers were all focused on the battle between the warlord and Li Junshan, and for a while no one paid attention to him. Knowing that his magic had little effect and fearing that he might accidentally hurt Li Junshan, Fate could only stand by helplessly.

  "Why didn't you summon a beast, big brother? Even if it's just a trump card, the Black Dragon is enough. Why didn't you even bring out an ordinary summoned beast?" Fatty thought to himself, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

  Suddenly hearing a commotion coming from beside him, Fate hastily turned his head to take a look and was stunned.

  A team of people appeared on the main street, more than a hundred soldiers wearing heavy armor rode high-headed horses and came over, with a luxurious carriage in the middle of the cavalry, pulled by two extremely rare pure white deer.

  York apparently also noticed, and he came up with a smile all over his face. The carriage stopped far away, and an old man in luxurious clothes got out and talked to York with his head down.

  "Earl of Ross." Fatt had stayed in Florence for a while, and at a glance, he recognized the old man as Earl Ross Hariman, an elder statesman of the Hariman family in Florence.

  In his heart, he still hoped that Earl Ross could preside over justice. Suddenly, Fate heard a loud explosion and was startled, turning his head to look back, only to see Li Junshan rushing out diagonally for tens of meters, with a half-person-deep pit appearing on the ground behind him.

  "Nicholas, beware! Desist!"

  A loud shout came from afar, and it was Crawle who rushed over after receiving the news. Seeing the scene from a distance, he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he rushed over while shouting loudly.

  Zhan Shi didn't care about Klaul's appearance and continued to move his body in preparation for a kill.

  "I originally wanted to experience more, but it seems inappropriate now." Li Junshan dodged the war master's sword edge again and smiled at him.

  The general seemed not to have heard, and just as he was about to chase after him again, suddenly a strange magical beast appeared in front of him. He was startled in his heart, but still did not stop his figure, the long sword in his hand turned around, and followed the momentum to slash down at the magical beast.

  The moment the monster appeared, it didn't stop, like a fireworks warehouse exploding and releasing intense fireworks. Its body shape was unpredictable, like a ghostly shadow surrounding the war master, occasionally reaching out to grab or stab with its tail bone.

  "Clang!" The long sword in the War Master's hand occasionally collided with the alien's tailbone, producing a metallic ringing sound. The War Master also looked like he had been through hundreds of battles, and he stood there calmly, ignoring the lightning-fast alien, only extending his sword to block its attacks when necessary.

  "It seems one is not enough." Li Junshan intercepted Kraul on the side, ignoring his nagging advice, and shouted loudly at the Great Sword Master.

  The general's eyes seemed to be unaware, the purple sword tip of the long sword in his hand suddenly became larger, and he stabbed fiercely. The deformed creature let out a miserable cry, and was pierced by a sword on its chest.

  Li Junshan's expression turned cold, and he felt the pain of that deformed creature. Afraid of losing one for nothing, he didn't even bother to let it use blood to attack, and hurriedly recalled it to the spiritual space. With a slight movement of his mind, three more deformed creatures were released, and they pounced on Zhang Shi together.

  The general couldn't help but take a deep breath as he saw this scene, and even those who were watching from afar couldn't help but let out a simultaneous cry of surprise.

  Unable to withstand the battle, three strange and agile creatures pounced over, with the middle one spitting out a blue icy spear with its mouth. The two on either side flanked the Battle Master, their long tail bones biting down at his neck like venomous snakes.

  The warrior hadn't expected the monster in front of him to use magic, and hastily raised his sword to block the ice spear. At the same time, he leapt backward with his body, dodging the tail bones that two other deformed creatures were thrusting at him.

  "Clang!" The war master's sword split the ice pillar in two from mid-air, his body narrowly avoiding the two tail bones. He felt a stinging sensation on his face as he was hit by flying ice shards, and then a wave of intense, unbearable pain washed over him, causing him to let out a mournful cry.

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  The general threw down his sword and let out a mournful cry, stretching out his hands to cover his face, but the ten fingers were stained with black water from the wound, and instantly corroded, revealing skeletal fingers.

  Two deformed creatures bit his arm and gently pulled it open, while the other deformed creature stretched its head in front of the screaming warrior, with a huge mouth opening and a tongue suddenly sticking out.

  "Plop." The war master's head was pierced with a large hole like tofu, and his brains flowed out.

  The onlookers' cries of surprise had just begun when the three deformed creatures instantly dismembered the corpse of the war master into several pieces and started devouring them with big mouthfuls. Amidst the "crunching" sounds of bones, wherever the deformed creatures looked, people there felt a chill all over their bodies and subconsciously retreated a few steps.

  Under the gaze of everyone's astonishment, Li Junshan walked to the alien with a smile, grabbed the alien's tailbone that shone with metallic light, and the alien cleverly wrapped him around its tailbone and gently placed him on its back.

  "Dead fat boy." The alien drove up to York, who was staring in shock, and Li Junshan leaned out to ask, "You seem to have gotten the wrong place? I remember this used to be my home."

  As he watched the alien gnawing on the warlord's femur bring its mouth closer to him, York's heart and gall were both split, let out a strange cry, turned around and wanted to run.

  "Splat!" Another grotesque creature speared York's leg bone with its tailbone, and no matter how he yelled in agony, it dragged him back.

  "Stop!"

  Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out.

  "Preposterous!" exclaimed Earl Ross on one side.

  "Nicholas, no!" Crawley also rushed over.

  Li Junshan didn't react and was thinking about how to deal with this fat guy York, when suddenly a girl appeared in front of him and pounced on York.

  The girl was wearing a light purple magic robe, with white gloves on her hands holding the magic scepter. Her face was exceptionally clear and fair, reflecting the sunlight, even more crystal clear than jade. At this moment, the girl had an angry face, glaring at Li Junshan.

  After searching his memory, Li Junshan recognized the girl. She was Fizzie, York's daughter and also his cousin. Since Nicholas grew up, Fizzie had been studying magic at the Imperial Capital Magic Academy and rarely stayed in Florence, so she didn't have much impression or intersection with Nicholas.

  Ignoring Fizzy's "Hands off, let go, shove off", another misshapen tailbone swiftly stretched out and pierced York's other leg. The two misshapes stepped back a pace, suspending the stout York in mid-air.

  "Fei Qi." Li Junshan gazed at her coldly and said, "If you continue to chant your magic spell, I guarantee that the next moment someone will be pierced through, it will definitely be those lips of yours as beautiful as flower petals."

  "Preposterous!" The Earl of Ross on the other side could no longer bear it, his face iron-green as he loudly rebuked: "Take down this scoundrel for me."

  "Halt." Over a hundred soldiers riding spirited horses with flaring nostrils, surrounded Li Junshan in an instant.

  "Put down York." Ross said coldly, "Although I don't know how you became a summoner and can summon three ferocious magical beasts, but if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me again, I guarantee that you will be chopped into minced meat immediately."

  "You're here too." Li Junshan turned his head, as if he had just seen Ross, and asked in surprise: "I was almost chopped into minced meat by that warrior just now, why didn't you stop him?"

  "Something that doesn't know how to give face...!" Earl Ross was taken aback, and then he burst into a loud scolding. Before he could finish speaking, Li Junshan erupted.

  "Go to hell!" Li Junshan cursed angrily: "What do you think you are, old bastard? As the elder of the Hariman family in Florence, where were you when I was kidnapped? Were you discussing with York how to make my father give up his title? Are you shameless? You're talking about yourself!"

  "Bastard." A middle-aged man dressed in brocade, seeing the Earl's anger causing his whole body to tremble, hastily jumped out and shouted: "You ignorant little brat, let me tell you what a truly great summoner is."

  When the middle-aged man came out, the soldiers surrounding him hastily drove their war horses back and retreated, leaving a circle of tens of meters.