As the cult leader activated the entire stack of cards, Bai Qiu finally realized what he was trying to do.
He couldn’t help but shake his head.
Every single one of those cards was a one-time-use Summoning Card—the same kind Bai Qiu had obtained before.
Upon activation, each card would randomly summon a Dragonfang Overlord ten levels higher than the user, and an even stronger version than an ordinary Dragonfang Overlord at that.
Using cards like these meant the man had already prepared to die together with Bai Qiu.
He also intended to drag everyone present down with him.
So this is how a cultist thinks…
Bai Qiu was genuinely astonished.
But he wasn’t concerned.
Even if the Dragonfang Overlords’ racial abilities pushed them all the way to King-class after reaching Level 40 and receiving another enhancement…
So what?
As for numbers…
Numbers were the last thing Bai Qiu worried about.
MOOOAR!!
As terrifying pressure and deafening roars descended from both the heavens and the earth, the cultists erupted into cheers.
They cursed Bai Qiu while eagerly anticipating the gruesome ways the monsters about to descend would torture him to death.
“You idiots!”
“I’ll show you exactly how I shatter your pathetic faith in your so-called god!”
Bai Qiu shouted angrily as he drew the Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear.
An overwhelming aura burst forth, sweeping across the entire area.
“W-What… Aah!”
A violent gale blasted the cultists to the edge of the clearing, pinning them against the surrounding trees.
One Dragonfang Overlord after another materialized from the void.
Just as Bai Qiu had expected, every single one radiated the aura of a King-class monster.
“Hahaha! I’ll go on ahead! You just wait—”
The crimson-tattooed cultist laughed madly.
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Qiu cleaved him cleanly down the middle with a single vertical slash.
He died instantly.
“You’re right.”
“You will be the first to go.”
“But it’ll be me sending you straight to hell.”
Bai Qiu spoke coldly.
The dozens of Dragonfang Overlords had only just appeared.
Their hatred had still been locked onto the crimson-tattooed man.
Yet before they could act, Bai Qiu had already killed him in a single strike.
The sight sent every Dragonfang Overlord into a frenzy.
The Mage Overlords cast necromantic magic, summoning countless earthen spikes that shot toward Bai Qiu.
Meanwhile, the Cavalry Overlords and the skeletal warhorses beneath them erupted in black flames as they charged at full speed.
Immediately afterward, Wyvern Overlords, Giant Overlords, and the other variants all unleashed their own attacks, directing every one of them toward Bai Qiu.
Curiously, they all ignored the cultists pinned to the trees.
Standing calmly in place, Bai Qiu allowed every attack to strike him.
A blinding flash erupted, accompanied by a massive cloud of dust.
“Hahaha! Serves him right! Let’s see if he survives that!”
“He dared blaspheme our god! He’s definitely going to hell!”
“Exactly! He brought this upon himself!”
As the cultists jeered triumphantly…
The dozens of Dragonfang Overlords made no move to attack them.
Instead, every one of them remained fixated on the dust cloud, preparing to launch another assault at any moment.
None of the cultists realized something was wrong.
If Bai Qiu had truly died…
Then why were they still pinned helplessly to the trees?
As the dust settled and the brilliant light faded…
Bai Qiu stood exactly where he had been.
Completely unharmed.
The instant they saw him, all of the Dragonfang Overlords charged him again.
“Hmph…”
Bai Qiu merely snorted.
The next instant, he had already appeared atop the head of the nearest Cavalry Overlord’s skeletal warhorse.
The undead steed reared back, about to shake him off with a shrill neigh.
Before it could, Bai Qiu stomped down with overwhelming force.
Crunch!
Its skull shattered instantly.
The Soul Flame burning within its cranium was extinguished in the same instant.
Its entire body collapsed into scattered bones.
As the Cavalry Overlord began falling from its mount, Bai Qiu kindly leaped into the air.
With the momentum of his jump, the Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear swept horizontally.
Its skull exploded instantly.
Its Soul Flame was annihilated.
In an instant, both skeletons became nothing more than piles of lifeless bones.
With their Soul Flames extinguished, the system judged them dead and immediately dismantled and recycled their remains.
Whoosh!
The quick-reacting Mage Overlord fired several magic spheres toward Bai Qiu.
He casually slapped them apart with his bare hands.
The next moment, a series of sonic booms echoed through the air.
Bai Qiu had already appeared before the Mage Overlord.
The Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear descended in a vertical slash.
The Mage Overlord instantly erected three magical barriers to block the attack.
But barriers of that level were no different from tofu in Bai Qiu’s eyes.
They couldn’t even delay him for a tenth of a second.
As the Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear fell, the three shields exploded one after another.
Seeing its defenses fail, the Mage Overlord had no choice but to use its trump card.
With a flash, it activated Blink, instantly teleporting far away from Bai Qiu.
But the very moment it emerged from the distorted space…
The Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear was already waiting.
The spear drove straight through its skull.
The spot where it reappeared had been predicted by Bai Qiu.
He had calculated not only its exact landing point, but also its timing with flawless precision.
The Mage Overlord hadn’t even had time to react.
The Star Breath Wind instantly tore its entire skull apart, extinguishing its Soul Flame.
As for Bai Qiu…
He was already high in the air.
One after another, every Wyvern Overlord still flying overhead was struck down and sent crashing to the ground.
The overlapping surges of magical power and the sweeping wind blades unintentionally claimed the lives of more than a dozen unlucky cultists.
They had simply been standing too close to the center of the battlefield.
Even those who survived suffered injuries of varying severity.
Before long, Bai Qiu had slaughtered every one of the dozens of King-class monsters.
Although they were supposed to remain in the world for ten minutes, fewer than five had passed before he had wiped them all out.
“Haa…”
A powerful gust scattered the dust blanketing the battlefield.
Bai Qiu stood at the center of what had once been a clearing, now reduced to an enormous crater of irregular shape.
Throughout those four-plus minutes, he had moved at supersonic speed without pause.
Every attack had been enhanced by both Mana Release and the unique properties of the Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear.
Each successful strike carried enough destructive force to devastate everything in its path.
Even for Bai Qiu, maintaining such an intense battle left him breathing slightly heavier.
He had been spending mana without restraint from beginning to end.
Yet what gave out first wasn’t his mana.
It was his body.
That was also why, even during long-distance travel, he relied on the Wind Spirit Hoverboard.
His body simply couldn’t endure the continuous strain of repeatedly breaking the sound barrier for extended periods.
The cultists stared at the scene before them with mouths hanging open, utterly speechless.
They may have been so fanatically devoted to a nonexistent god that they had lost all reason…
But that didn’t mean they lacked all sense of reality.
Their archbishop had sacrificed his own life to summon dozens of terrifying monsters.
Yet this heretic had slaughtered every single one of them.
Without suffering so much as a scratch.
By this point, Bai Qiu no longer held any hope that these people could return to their senses.
A cult like this should never have existed in the first place.
Allowing these cultists to live would only give them more opportunities to spread their twisted faith and ruin the lives of others.
After sweeping his gaze across every one of them…
Bai Qiu swung his spear.
A crescent-shaped wind blade shot outward.
As the arc expanded to its maximum range…
Heads began falling one after another.
Once every cultist had been killed, the surrounding ring of trees became collateral damage as well.
Each trunk was cleanly severed in half by the passing wind blade.
After discarding a pile of those ill-omened religious relics, Bai Qiu expanded the capacity of his storage card to 1,109 slots.
Everything he deemed worthless was left behind in the crater that had once been the clearing.
Then, using Wind Manipulation to rise into the air, he hurled the Dragon-Slaying Star Breath Spear, now empowered with the Star Breath Wind.
Let the wind reduce every trace of this cult to nothing.
— The end of the Chapter–
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