Rise of The Demon General

46 Chapter 46

Although the cutting energy produced by the white-haired man was deadly, Amon had used three layers of defense to soak the damage. The swan dagger, his inner self-adjusting mail, and the defensive art of Hardened Bronze Body. Despite these multiple layers of defense, he still felt as if one or two of his ribcage bones might have cracked. But at least his life was not in danger.

The moment when Amon was sent spinning in the air was the perfect time to deliver a finishing blow, yet the white-haired man didn't. Not because he didn't want to, but because the five knives thrown by Amon didn't permit him to.

Each knife flew in an arc, hence it was difficult to predict their trajectories. In addition to that, three of the knives were targeting the assassin's vital parts while the other two flew to his left and right, cutting his escape paths. The white-haired man must admit that his target's mastery over the throwing art was truly fantastic.

The white-haired man revealed his weapon, which was something like a tonfa with a sharp blade at its two ends. This tonfa whirled around, deflecting all the thrown knives.

Amon was already on his feet when the assassin was swatting his knives. He ignored the pain in his chest and punched out using Bone Shattering Shadow Fist. The assassin jumped up, the repeated fist energies passed below him then slammed and ravaged the tree behind.

The height of the white-haired man reached around ten meters height, indicating the man's cultivation to be at the Transformation stage. The man performed a wave again using his arm and sharp energy shot out as before.

,m Amon was already running at his fastest speed yet in a zig-zag direction before the man attacked. The white-haired man sent out several more sharp energy waves, but they only created deep gashes on the ground where Amon passed by. Amon's movements although not too fast for the white-haired man, his erratic paths still made all the attacks sent by the white-haired man to miss. The white-haired man couldn't land a clean hit.

Amon weaved through in between the trees to increase the difficulty of the white-haired man to hit him. Such powerful sharp energy surely used up lots of aether. Even though the white-haired man was at the Transformation stage already, there was still a limit to how much he could abuse his energy reserve.

The man jumped from tree to tree and fired at Amon from above. Yet, he still could not hit Amon successfully after this long. He was starting to feel annoyed.

He made a few gestures with his hand before his body dropped down heavily. As he touched the ground, his hand slapped the ground. The earth in front of him deformed and started to create waves, the ground was acting as if it was water.

The earth waves spread out at high speed in a large area. When it was about to arrive at Amon's feet, Amon made a high jump. He didn't know what would happen if the wave caught his feet, but he was not planning to find out.

Amon's jump brought him to a tree. He then kicked at it and brought himself higher. The assassin was on the ground, so he was going up. But before he could reach a sufficient height, the ground beneath which had been effect by the waves, erupted. A large earth snake shot at Amon.

Amon did not fluster with this sudden change. He continued to kick around the tree as the earth snake weaved around chasing after him. The earth snake was rather powerful, as some trees that were bumped by the snake got knocked down.

While Amon was running away from the earth snake, he felt the strong killing intent again. He quickly ducked just as sharp energy shot by. The White-haired man had joined the pursuit. Amon had to dodge assaults from two sides.

Amon stored his swan dagger and took out his crossbow. he used it to shoot in the direction of the white-haired man. The white-haired man used his tonfa to deflect the bolts. This caused him to stop his sharp energy assaults.

Amon used this chance to approach the white-haired man, while continuously reloading and shooting his crossbow. This was something that was not doable If this was in his past life because the act of pulling the crossbow string was not something that was easy to be done. But here, his body possessed superhuman strength and speed.

The shots using his crossbow didn't consume any aether, hence Amon could still easily maneuver his move. While for the white-haired man, he could not use his sharp energy assault as he had to defend against the barrages of crossbow bolts using his tonfa. He needed a breath to accumulate the aether for the sharp energy art. Hence, Amon managed to get close to him while the earth snake was chasing Amon from behind.

Amon dropped down abruptly when he was close. The earth snake appeared to continue onward to crash onto the white-haired man.

"Petty trick!" The white-haired man said with a sneer as he made a pushing down gesture. The earth dragon made a sharp turn. Amon threw something at this time. The white-haired man couldn't dodge as he was controlling the earth dragon, but his tonfa spun to swat what he thought should be Amon's throwing knife.

Yet, it was not. It was a small pebble. When the pebble hit the white-haired man's tonfa, it did not produce a clanking sound. Instead, it burst apart. Purple color smoke filled his view.

"You think blocking my vision will allow you to flee?" He yelled.

He heard a loud thump which should be his earth dragon crashing onto the ground. He let go of the control of the earth dragon. It was running out of aether anyway. He could just make another one. He rushed past the purple smoke and saw Amon. Strange, didn't the kid plan to run away after using the smoke as cover? Never mind, he would not let go of this opportunity. He prepared to execute his sharp energy assault when he felt choked. Both his body and his circulation of aether suddenly stopped and didn't respond to his command.

'What is happening?' He thought alarmingly as Amon threw several throwing knives.

The powerful throws stabbed onto all four limbs of the white-haired man who was still incapacitated. The man dropped heavily to the ground.

Amon jumped on top of him just as he landed, then stabbed using his swan dagger at the white-haired man's shoulder. The white-haired man cried from the pain. Amon ripped off the cloth covering the man's head, revealing his face. Amon also aimed the crossbow at his head. His Poison Cloud Bullet could only affect the Transformation stage cultivator for a few short moments, but the wounds he had inflicted should be enough to hold the man down.

The white-haired man stared at him with eyes full of disbelief.

"Talk," Amon said.

"You… you used poison?" The white-haired man asked.

Amon aimed his crossbow at the man's side belly and released a shot. Another cry of pain was heard.

"That was not the talk I asked," Amon said. He reloaded his crossbow and aimed it back at the man's face. "Tell me who hired you to kill me."

"Heh. Who do you think you are? You can hurt me all you want. But you won't get a word out of me," the white-haired man said defiantly.

Amon glanced at his surroundings, before locking eyes with the white-haired man again. He said, "Have you studied about the White Bone Ants? Do you know what they do to incapacitated victims that are still alive?"

A glint of fear appeared in the man's eyes.

'It seemed that he knows, this should make things easier,' Amon thought. He then continued, "the white bone ants will sting the victims and deliver a toxin that completely paralyzes them. They will then drag these victims back to their lair. Inside this lair, there is this queen that will lays eggs inside the victims' bodies. The queen will also insert some sort of tentacle into the victims' bodies, delivering nutrients and toxins, keeping the victims paralyzed and alive at the same time. After a while, the eggs inside the victims' bodies will hatch, and the small hatchlings will feed on the fresh live meat, slowly. The victims will be alive throughout the process of being eaten bits by bits from the inside."

Amon stopped to let the white-haired man think about it for a while. He then continued. "I can hear them moving not far away. Searching for the intruders that had so audaciously ruined their home. Can you hear them?"

Amon again let silence do the work. There were indeed some sounds of scurrying feet, scratching the surface of the ground.

"You have the time until they arrive to tell me everything. If you do, I will grant you a swift death. If you don't, then you will spend the rest of your life nourishing the next generation of White Bone Ants."