Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 184: Dark Group Three Stars

Chapter 184: Dark Group Three Stars

Translator: Udong Editor: Udong/Chrissy

The thin yet long throwing knife lightly shivered as it nailed onto the body of the tree as if it was excited that it took away the life of a Bulk Demon Bloodline Warrior. The faint blood trace on the ground was soon washed away and cleaned up in the rapid storm.

The violent and explosive battle that made a lot of noise a second ago was long gone, and there were only the heavy raindrops sounds resonating under the sky. Lightning flashed through the sky, and the thunder made the scene more horrifying.

Qian Jin heavily coughed. Nila’s last fist strike was very powerful; at the verge of death, his strike was more powerful than before he got shot by the arrow. It didn’t matter if it was a human or a demon, they would certainly let out a strike that was beyond their reach at the critical moment.

Wind and Cloud Golden Body that shattered slowly started to reform again. Although Qian Jin’s ribs didn’t break, he felt like every bone in his body was shattered by this strike. His throat also was burning as if he just swallowed a red-hot iron ore.

Bam!

In the heavy storm, Duren Burg kneeled onto the ground as he felt very weak. One of his arms helped his torso to stand up and not completely fall to the ground. He raised his head and smiled at Qian Jin brightly. The blood mixed with rain slid off of his sharp and distinguishable face and dripped onto the ground.

"Hehe..." Duren Burg laughed, but a painful expression quickly flashed through his face as the movement of his muscle caused more pain at the wounds. "So I was right, you are my comrade-in-arms..."

That arrow! They all knew that if it was shot a little bit later, just a little bit later! It could pierce through the heart of the demon and complete the mission easily!

Puff... Duren Burg no longer had the strength in his arm to support his body, and he smashed into the mud and created a big splash. However, the smile that represented the joy he was feeling from the bottom of his heart was still on his face. He murmured, "I, I finally have a comrade-in-arms who I can sacrifice my own life for. Old guy, are you seeing this from the star and the heaven?"

Cech Flet was also lying in the mud. He was barely able to raise his head to look at the throwing knife that was vibrating on the tree and Nila’s corpse that was still spurting blood from the back of his neck despite the fact that it was already on the ground.

A spectacular strike! Cech Flet had never seen anyone who was able to use a throwing knife this way! With a throwing knife that was only a bit longer than a middle finger, Qian Jin was able to kill Nila who was a Level 2 Tier 2 demon and initiated him Bulk Demon Bloodline!

Some bloodline warriors were able to use their special bloodline power with their superior warrior power cycling speed and powerful fighting technique to battle and kill enemies that were a lot stronger than them. Although they were able to do this, none of them was able to kill an opponent who was one big rank ahead of them with three strikes.

Also! That strike... Cehc Flet was very clear that Nila’s fist did actually land on Qian Jin’s chest firmly. Bulk Demon bloodline offered Nila exceptional physical strength and warrior power with penetrating power. This bloodline was one of the top ten bloodlines on the demons’ side, and Cech Flet knew that if he got hit by it in his Fallen Angel Bloodline Battle Form, it would be fortunate if only all of his rib bones broke; his body would explode nine out of ten times after getting hit by that strike.

"This normal warrior who had no bloodline stood up like nothing happened except his face got scarily red? Why does it look like he got hit by a little kid and not a Bulk Demon Bloodline warrior who was level 2 tier 2? How is this possible? How? What kind of special technique did he train?"

Cech Flet couldn’t believe it, so did Nila who was now dead. Nila’s eyes were opened wide and filled with shock, confusion, and fear! A level 9 Demon Warrior whom he was supposed to be able to kill easily used one arrow, one strike with Zhanmadao, and one throwing knife; this warrior wasn’t even a bloodline warrior.

The raindrops didn’t stop pouring down from the sky. Qian Jin walked up to Duren Burg and reached for his arm. Qian Jin placed one of Duren Burg’s arm over his shoulder and helped Duren Burg to get up. He then walked to Fanta Kunge who had fainted completely and helped him to get up as well by placing one of his arms over his other shoulder. Finally, he walked to this mixed-blood who had awakened the Fallen Angel Bloodline, Cech Flet.

At this moment, Qian Jin could confirm that Cech Felt wasn’t a human nor a demon. He was the result of a human and demon getting together.

Mixed-blood! Although the war between Zence Empire and the Demon Empire never stopped, situations where human and demons getting together wasn’t unheard of.

In contrast, because both empires were at war, it had stimulated the creation of mixed-bloods. But as time passed by, mixed-bloods were rarer to see.

Qian Jin still remembered that mixed-bloods were created as a method of trying to conquer the other empire by "borrowing their bloodlines". Any bloodline warriors that were captured alive by both side would be immediately sent back from the battlefield to the cities to use their DNA to created mixed-blood with the hope of getting the opponent’s bloodlines.

But for some unknown reason, although human and demons were able to mate and give birth to mixed-bloods, these kids couldn’t wake up the bloodlines that they had.

So for that reason, as time passed by, mixed-bloods between humans and demons rarely appeared due to the increased hatred between two kinds.

"Shouldn’t the descendant of a human and a demon be ordinary and not wake up the bloodline?" Qian Jin looked at Cech Flet who was lying on the ground with numerous bones broken but still had his consciousness. Qian Jin asked, "Are you able to get up?"

Cech Flet placed his palms on the ground as he tried to push himself up, but the huge amount of pain in his back that felt like getting stabbed by more than a hundred knives took over him. Although his spinal cord wasn’t broken, all the bones attached to it were broken after getting smashed by Nila’s thick arm.

The huge amount of pain made Cech Flet grimace in pain. He inhaled as his body fell back into the mud; his beautiful lips were stained by the mud as well.

Qian Jin, who was looking at Cech Felt, had to admit that this mixed-blood was very handsome even with this painful expression.

"Looks like you’re also not in a good situation." Qian Jin squatted down and said to Duren Burg, "Give him a hand."

Cech Flet ignored the hand that Duren Burg gave out and asked Qian Jin as he stared at him coldly. "Why? Why do you want to save me?"

Qian Jin looked at Cech Flet’s gloomy face and had to admit that this mixed-blood who woken up Fallen Angel Bloodline had the asset to appear cool. If any young girls saw Cech Flet’s face, they would definitely fall for him easily.

"Because the Dark Group wants you dead." Duren Burg reached for Cech Flet again as he said, "We just want to disrupt Dark Group’s plan. You are lucky that they want you dead, and that’s all."

Cech Flet, who was still lying in the mud, still didn’t grab onto Duren Burg’s hand as if he didn’t see it. Suspicion and guard filled his beautiful eyes that had single-fold eyelid. He sneered. "If I’m not a Fallen Angel Bloodline demon warrior, would you still care if I died or alive after you killed these dogs from the Dark Group?"

Fallen Angel Bloodline demon warrior! Even if the warrior could only achieve the Primary Awakening in his life, he still couldn’t be ignored in battle! Cech Flet knew his value, therefore, coldness surged and filled his eyes.

"F*ck Fallen Angel Bloodline." The smile on Duren Burg’s face disappeared as he sneered. He took back his hand and straightened his back that was bent so he could reach Cech Flet. "Before we came to Demon Empire and met you? Do we know who you are? If you want to die here, no one will stop you!" Duren Burg said.

A sense of surprise flashed in Cech Flet’s cold eyes, then he heard Duren Burg’s voice again. "Qian Jin, let’s go, come on, let’s go. We have the head of the Two Stars soldier of Dark Group. We can just get some identifications from him and go back to complete the mission."

Qian Jin, on the other hand, looked at Cech Felt. He bend his back as he said to him, "Come with me. You can’t leave this place alone with the injuries that you have. If you still have a reason to live, then you shouldn’t reject my assistance."

"A reason to live?" A different color appeared in Cech Flet’s cold eyes. His lips twitched a little and he raised his head to let the rain of the storm wash and cleanse the mud off of his face. With his long black hair mixed with the rain and stuck to his cheeks, he looked at Qian Jin with a beauty and charm that should be only seen on a woman.

Beauty! Qian Jin nodded as he stared at this rare Fallen Angel Bloodline mixed-blood who was exceptionally handsome as he said, "We all live for a purpose. A purpose is something that gives life a meaning. If you no longer have a purpose, a reason to live, then you can just wait in the mud until your life fades away."

"I have one." A vicious expression appeared on Cech Flet’s beautiful yet handsome face. "I need to kill a demon," he said.

Qian Jin looked at Duren Burg and gave him a wink.

"Ah! You are my comrade-in-arm after all." Duren Burg slowly reached out for Cech Flet as he curled his lips. "Come on, handsome boy."

Cech Flet still didn’t reach for his hand. He looked at Qian Jin with his face that numerous women would feel inferior from and said, "Nila killed Dadalo."

"Dadalo?" Qian Jin raised his eyebrows as he thought, "Maybe he was this mixed-blood’s student or something."

"You killed Nila." Cech Felt said firmly and slowly, "I have to thank you."

Qian Jin looked up that the rain that was pouring down and said, "If you actually want to thank me, then speed up. The pouring rain is able to cover up our traces. When the rain stops, there is no way that we could make it out here with the conditions that we are in. I don’t think these are all the demons in the Dark Group. I heard that even a Seven Stars soldier in Dark Group was sent to this mission... A Two Stars soldier could already mess us up this bad; a Seven Stars..."

Qian Jin shook his head and shook away some water from his hair. "Looks like I underestimated the Dark Group too much."

Cech Flet didn’t reject Duren Burg’s hand this time. He frowned in pain as he got off of the ground slowly. Every time he moved, the pain caused by the broken bones in his back made him want to cry out loud. However, the thing was, crying out loud might attract the attention from other demons who might be in the area, so the other two severely injured people endured. "How can I cry? I’m not inferior to them." He thought.

"No Seven Stars..." When Cech Flet talked, he would inhale through his teeth as the pain overtook all other senses in him. "There isn’t a Seven Stars soldier here, but there is a Three Stars..."

"Three Stars?" Qian Jin quickly thought. He soon decided to give up the plan of ambushing to kill more demons. He heard that the levels of strength between each star was significant. He was able to kill a Two Stars soldier from the Dark Group because his peers attracted the demon’s attention. If a Three Star soldier came, the four of them together stood no chance.

"How... what are you guys going to do with me?" Cech Flet staggered in the mud, but he was still very suspicious and had his guards up.

Zence Empire didn’t care about mixed-bloods. However, a mixed-blood that was hunted by the Dark Group had already signified his value. On top of that, this mixed-blood was a bloodline demon warrior; this would pique the interest from Zence Empire to a great degree.

But what if this mixed-blood had the bloodline of Fallen Angel Bloodline that only belonged to the royal family at Demon Empire? How much interest would that cause? Perhaps, only the god that was rumored to be sleeping in the star would know.

"If you are dead," Qian Jin said as he looked at Cech Flet, "I will give your corpse to Zence Empire. After all, the mixed-blood who was also a Fallen Angel Bloodline demon warrior that should only appear in the royal family of Demon Empire was very rare and valuable. I will get a lot of benefits and military merits."

Cech Flet smiled as he expected to hear this. Under the rain, he appeared very pretty and coquettish. If his clothes weren’t torn and Qian Jin didn’t see the characteristic of a man at the lower-half of his body, he would think that this mixed-blood was a girl who was dressed like a man.

"But the problem is that you are still alive." Qian Jin lightly sighed. "It’s hard for me to imagine how you are going to be studied by those rare yet crazy and mad mystic pharmacists if I gave you to Zence Empire."

Cech Flet shivered as he heard that; it wasn’t a reaction to the pain he was feeling from his back, but rather an instinctive fear that he had towards mystic pharmacists.

After all these years of war, bloodline warriors of another species would be very valuable to the eyes of mystic pharmacists, even if they were dead. Although mystic pharmacist didn’t make any progress nor have any clue in terms of studying bloodline warriors of other species after all this time, it didn’t stop them from having more ideas and more thoughts in their crazy heads.

Although Cech Flet had never seen a mystic pharmacist in action to witness their sickness, he did see a cold-blooded murderer of the Dark Group throwing up for an hour as he squatted beside a wall with his pale face after he assisted a demon mystic pharmacist study and dissect the corpse of a Titan Bloodline warrior from Zence Empire.

The Dark Group had many ways of being described at Demon Empire, and one of them was "Not having any demonity!" The translated version of that on the human side would be "Not having any humanity". They were a bunch of weapons created for killing.

Every member of Dark Group survived in an environment with a high mortality. They stepped on the corpses of their peers, scoping the skull of their peers, and were all used to the scene of torn limbs and disgusting flesh; many of them had slept with a bunch of corpses a lot of times.

They had already ignored all the emotions in this world, but one of them still threw up after watching the study of a mystic pharmacist. How much did that red-skinned demon throw up for his face to turn pale?

"I hope I have a successful future, and I wish my family could straighten their backs. But..." A helpless expression appeared on Qian Jin’s face as he said, "I couldn’t step over the baseline and the limit that I set for myself. I thought about killing you and bringing your corpse to Zence Empire. But I couldn’t do it since you are alive! Maybe my personality doesn’t fit the characteristic of someone who could achieve something big. In the books, it talked about how a ferocious and ambitious person has to be tough-minded and do anything to achieve the goal! Kill ten thousand people without blinking the eyes, and kill loved ones... But I..."

Cech Flet turned his head as he stared at Qian Jin. He suddenly felt like he couldn’t read the person he just met not too long ago.

The decisiveness of the strikes and the ferocious murderous spirits during the battle were just too impressive. The murderous spirit and intent that only belonged to someone who had killed more than thousands of people—if it wasn’t for all those murderous spirits that shocked Nila, he would react a little bit faster and might not die that easily.

"This kind of person was actually so pitiful?" Cech Flet thought.

Qian Jin walked for about fifty meters with Cech Flet staring at him. Finally, he couldn’t take a very handsome and pretty man around his age staring at him anymore.

"Hey..." Qian Jin sighed, "Can you stop staring at me like this? If you are curious, then think of it as that I don’t want to destroy anything that is pretty, so I don’t want to send you to the authorities at Zence Empire. I’m afraid that if I send you to the authorities, not only mystic pharmacists will be interested in you, even men at the royal family of Zence might be interested in you as well."

"Yeah, comrade-in-arms. You are just too nice." Duren Burg picked up where Qian Jin left off and continued, "I had read many stories told by the traveling poets. They said that many men at power liked men as well. Since you are so pretty and handsome, they must be very excited and they will surely give us a lot of rewards." He really wants to get back at Cech Flet for rejecting his help for the first time.

Cech Flet’s handsome face that was already paling instantly turned white!

Qian Jin looked at Duren Burg’s earnest expression and sighed. "This little white lie probably would scare Cech Flet a ton. The royal family at Zence is relatively clean, and traveling poets only made those stories up to make more money." He thought.

"But hey man, where are we headed?"

"We have to leave the territories of Demon Empire and stop to heal and recover somewhere. If we stop here, we will definitely die when the Dark Group finds us. Push! We have to leave the territories of Lucifer Family no matter what it takes! When we get to the Frontier, our chance of survival would be a lot bigger."

"I know, but I am feeling a lot of pain... When we get back to Zence Empire, you have to re-forge my Burg Spear. I only knew about a Warrior’s Weapon conductivity by now; it has such a big effect when the enemy’s warrior power gets conducted back."

"Okay..."

"But hey, how did you train to have that knife throwing skill? I didn’t even see it and Nila was already killed by you. You are much better than the knife throwing skills that those soldiers of Dark Group had!"

"You can still talk this much with this severe injury?" Qian Jin helplessly shook his head. It looked that Nila who had Bulk Demon Bloodline didn’t beat Duren Burg enough.

Under the heavy rainstorm, the four young warriors slowly disappeared into the darkness from the wrecked battleground. However, Duren Burg’s questions would sound so often.