The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 188 - Seven Layers of Waves
As the ship approached, a man was seen standing on the bridge. He was Deng Yuan, a pirate who was more terrifying than he ever was. He was one of the leaders of the Black Cross Mask, part of the extremely dangerous Red Taring group.
Deng Yuan was known as a very cruel figure and had no mercy towards anyone willing it was an opponent or comrade. He is willing to do everything he can, including killing or torturing people who stand in the way of his ambitions and goals.
Deng Yuan was very clever in planning his crime and often managed to do it undetected. He had an extensive information network so as to know everything that was going on around him, Deng Yuan was also very cunning and good at speaking.
He often manipulates people with his seductive words so and exploits the weaknesses of others to master them.
Xue Zhan heard some people whispering from a distance, calling out the name of a man who was a little familiar to him. Deng Yuan, that was the name they spoke. Xue Zhan felt that something was amiss when he heard the name.he felt that he had heard the name before, but could not remember where he had heard it.
For a moment he recalled that Deng Yuan was a fugitive in Diqiu Empire as his evil deeds sank ten passenger ships. Hundreds of lives were lost in his hands at that moment.
Amidst the sound of the cannon's thump and the roar of the strong wind, Deng Yuan stood tall on his warship. With a cold and harsh facial expression, he gave the order to fire dozens of bullets towards the bridge and port landing of the Imperial City of Feng.
Meanwhile Xue Zhan was standing on the edge of the harbor with one hand holding the sword hilt at his waist, looking intently at the approaching battleship. He was already preparing for the impending attack.
Residents who saw panic and fear, some yelled at him to immediately return the rest trying to get out of the range of the shots. Meanwhile, dozens of bullets fell with the sound of a thunderous explosion, falling onto the bridge and water in front of the port.
In the chaos, Deng Yuan and his crew continued to attack with great force. The expression on the man's face did not change even though around him there were rumbling sounds and black smoke scattered. His hand movements were skillfully leading his battleship against the enemy, as if unshakable by the presence of the city's soldiers who were starting to make defenses on the outskirts of the port.
At the same time Xue Zhan stood firm, ready to face the impending attack. He waited with a focused eye gaze, observing every movement of the approaching enemy.
Deng Yuan and his crew fired six bullets at him, Xue Zhan suddenly let out a turbulent force from within his body.
Small waves appear in the water, as if to indicate that something very strong is happening. Suddenly, the water hit quickly and gave rise to a large wave that formed seven layers.
"The Book of the Heavenly Phoenix - the Seven Layers Wave!" xue Zhan said, drawing out a great power from within him.
The ice protector rose up to thirty feet up, looking so thick and strong. Six bullets blasted the ice from the outside, but the ice held firm. Deng Yuan and his crew looked surprised at the power that Xue Zhan had.
Meanwhile, the people who were around the bridge looked so shocked by the power that Xue Zhan had. They observed in awe and amazement as they looked at the ice power that only the Bing Empire warriors normally possessed and guessed that young man was from there.
Not only that, Xue Zhan had managed to withstand the attack from the enormous Deng Yuan battleship.
However, amidst the crowd of residents appeared a mysterious figure standing still among the people. He watched Xue Zhan closely and muttered, "Lumayan is also your current strength."
The mysterious figure wore a black robe and covered his face with a black hood sticking out from the back of his robe. .
After uttering it, the mysterious figure turned around and quickly disappeared from the crowd of people, not a single one of them was aware of his presence or his disappearance. Yet Xue Zhan sensed something strange in his fight, as if he was being watched by someone invisible. He tried to turn his head in the midst of the onslaught coming, thinking his worries were a little excessive.
Xue Zhan was still standing on the edge of the bridge stopping dozens of cannonballs with the Seven Layers Waves technique. Some people were saved and had time to save themselves. The power generated from this style makes the water continue to create a new ice cliff and bring up waves around it that look beautiful but scary.
Everyone who looked at his actions in astonishment, yet also worried about the danger that might occur. Especially with the uninvited enemy who came that afternoon.
The battleship Deng Yuan was getting closer and caused unrest among the citizens. Xue Zhan fought the very front to stop the Black Cross Mask, he really had to finish them off at all costs. Although it was not part of the Feng Empire but Xue Zhan felt responsible for protecting the citizens and maintaining peace in the city.
From a fairly close distance he saw the battleship Deng Yuan carrying nearly 200 people, his guts were daunted.
The Black Cross Mask is not an arbitrary swordsman. They are trained and used to killing. There was no other word that could describe them other than the word dangerous.
He gathered his strength and calmed down, recalling the exercises he had done over the years. He did not want to disappoint his teacher. He strengthened his resolve and prepared himself to fight the Black Cross Mask.
Not long after, the battleship Deng Yuan was already close to reaching the port. Xue Zhan took a ready-to-fight position and watched every move of the enemy.
Xue Zhan and the Black Cross Mask warriors met at the port bridge. The two sides stared at each other with sharp, silent gazes between the two camps starting to bend like ice.
Those tense moments made everyone start to get anxious.
Xue Zhan stood alone while before him stood hundreds of Black Cross Mask warriors who were ready to attack him at any time . The atmosphere became even more gripping as they all drew their swords and raised them upwards.
Their shadows look creepy on the surface of the water, one person against hundreds of people. The fight was starting to look senseless.
In his silence Xue Zhan took a deep breath and focused his mind on facing this fight. He knew he could not retreat nor could he escape from this fight. One small mistake could get him killed by the Black Cross Mask warrior.
Their faces were not visible behind the masks they were wearing, yet their eyes were emitting a sinister aura. In an instant, the sea breeze blew, shaking off the white cloth Xue Zhan was wearing and making his hair move with the current of the wind.
At that moment, Deng Yuan the leader of the raid got off the warship that was behind the Black Cross Mask warriors. Deng Yuan looked at Xue Zhan with a cold gaze and raised his hand to give a gesture to attack.
"Great is your guts, young man."
Suddenly, the Black Cross Mask warrior began to move forward. The sound of their steps sounded heavy and filled the entire harbor.