Mystical Journey

The ambush by the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard and the simultaneous three-man attack on him had all been resisted by Anthony. With that, the chances of survival for the three of them had decreased.

"Are you okay?" Yannen helped his team member up.

"I'm alright, chief. What do we do next?" The team member moved his entirely numb body which was in rather bad shape. Anthony had now joined the White Ghosts. This man was cruel and relentless, and had never allowed for any leeway, so if this continued on…

"In a while, the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard will come out. When that happens, we grab the opportunity and withdraw!" Yannen said in a low voice.

The two team members, as each other's right-hand man, exchanged looks at that moment and nodded slightly.

"Lightning Heart!"

A voice growled.

On the wall of rock not far off, Anthony's entire body was madly shooting off electric currents, blasting his three attackers once again.

Step by step, he walked closer to Glory and picked her entirely limp body up. She had no energy at all to get up. With the tip of his finger, he lightly pricked and drew a line of glabella blood from Glory's glabella.

Strangely, this line of blood did not fall according to its weight but made a beeline towards the stone wall opposite of it, as straight as a sword.

Roar!

There was a sudden furious roar of a wild animal from under the wall of rock which was moving.

There was a flash of frantic enthusiasm across Anthony's eyes as he watched the fresh blood spurt onto the rock wall. Like acid, it began to corrode the black stone quickly.

The strange thing was that after the stone had been corroded, there were strains of whitish gold blood flowing out.

Fuh!

The stone wall began to shake violently and two gigantic blood-red tongues whipped out from both sides of the rock, winding towards Anthony who stood in the middle.

It was only then that the people there could clearly see, this was not a stone wall. It was a giant lizard in disguise, crouching on the ground.

There were eight eyes on its head and two small mouths, one on each side. The two tongues just now had been spat out from there.

"Lightning Contract!" Anthony stretched out his hand abruptly and slapped his palm on the part of the Giant Lizard that had been corroded.

Huge bouts of electrical current erupted from his body and flowed into the body of the Giant Lizard violently.

Roar!

The Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard lashed around in pain.

"Lightning Contract! He wants to control the Giant Lizard! Quick! Quick, interrupt him!" Glory screamed. She wanted to jump over, but her entire body was still weak; after forcing herself to get up, she fell to the ground again.

"It's impossible for him to succeed! No one has succeeded in the family for over a hundred years! It's impossible! Impossible!" The little boy from the mud did his best to get up. There were bloody wounds all over his body, making him look like a human made of blood.

"Let's attack together!" Angel shouted, shooting up from the ground. He was the White Ghost who had dragged Anthony's steps back just now.

"Thunder!"

He bellowed ferociously, as he pushed out an invisible forcefield like a clap of thunder in a mad frenzy.

Seeing this, Glory and Beirut knew that this was their last chance. If they were to wait until Anthony had a free hand, the three of them die without even knowing how.

"Thunder!" The two of them roared at the same time.

This was a desperate killing move, the most powerful move amongst the Ice Thunder techniques of the family, which would kill the executioner of the move as well as their target. In an instant, all the ice thunder electric fields in their bodies would explode.

The electric fields of the three people were combined into one and suddenly condensed into a slightly black electrical current ball the size of a brain. Angel held it in his hand and ferociously pushed it towards Anthony's back.

Anthony turned his head and a sneer finally appeared on his face.

"Thunder Flash!"

With one hand, he turned around to push him back just in time to face the slightly black ball created by the forces of the three individuals.

There was an explosion.

Numerous electrical currents dissipated in the eruption like a water jar being blasted into pieces. There was a detonation in between the two people, sending out countless electric arc pieces. The discharge caused the mercenaries in the area who could not dodge them fast enough to be completely numb in their bodies. One of them, unable to move fast enough to avoid the harm, got electrocuted in the arm, which charred it completely.

Ripples of electrical residue suffused and spread through the soil and plants on the ground everywhere. The blue electrical residue continued to spread out, climbing onto tree trunks and crossing over the grassy earth. However, most of it had hurtled towards the body of the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard which was close by.

Roar!

With an excruciating howl, the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard's spider-like red eyes finally turned blue, and it suddenly crouched down. Its head curled onto the ground tightly before Anthony, in complete submission.

"Hahahahaha!" Anthony lifted his head and began to cackle wildly.

The plan he had to conceal for so many years had finally succeeded today!

"With the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard, let's see who can stop me from getting the secret scroll!"

There was a maniacal flash in his eyes as he watched a black stone door slowly open in the ground the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard had moved away from. The stone door seemed to look like a shadow of an illusion, appearing and disappearing in a slight blur. However, Anthony knew that this door was indeed, enterable. This was the great fortune that the Ice Thunder family had been accumulating for hundreds of years. The Ice Thunder scroll was not the only thing in there.

As Glory and the rest watched in despair, Anthony reached out his hand to take off the metallic pendant hanging on his necklace. It was in the shape of an icy blue lightning bolt.

"Go, Lightning Heart. Open the great door that truly leads to the secret trove."

He lifted the Lightning Heart gently and shook it forward.

Crack!

A cluster of lightning in the shape of a ball was suddenly unleashed by the pendant, hurling towards the black door on the ground.

Bang!

An immensely dazzling white light erupted the moment the electric ball and the black door clashed.

"A secret kept for so many years, finally… It's finally going to be in my hands! Hahahaha, do you see, brother? I'm finally obtaining it!" Anthony watched as the black door slowly solidified in the white light. Finally unable to control the glee in his heart, he drew his head back and laughed maniacally.

At that moment, an item that looked like a goat-skin scroll eventually rose up from the middle of the black door. There was a string of blue electric arc around the scroll, as though it was a high voltage electric current generator itself.

Anthony stopped laughing and took a huge, rushed step forward, immediately stretching his hand to grab the scroll in the midst of the electrical white light.

Glory and the others closed their eyes, hopeless. The moment Anthony laid his hands on the secret scroll was the moment they would be killed.

Right then, the second Anthony's hand was about to come into contact with the secret scroll, a horrifyingly immense power suddenly attacked him from the back.

"Go away!"

A great, unstoppable force field descended, hitting Anthony hard and causing him to fly off like a rubber ball and crashing into the pinewood forest with a whoosh. There was a trail of fresh blood; no one knew how far he went or how injured he was.

"The secret scroll is mine!" A beam of black shadow immediately appeared where Anthony had been, reaching out to grab the secret scroll.

"You wish to have it for yourself?!" Another black shadow fell from the sky, landing hard on the ground like heavy metal, causing cracks to appear in the earth. Even before he steadied himself, he had violently grasped the hand of the first person with his right arm.

"You're asking for it, Second Brother!" The first person roared in a fury. The horrifying force field immediately shrunk and condensed into the palm of his hand; with a backhand, he hit the second person.

The mere residual ripple from the terrible power of these two people could already rival the explosive, fatal threat of Anthony's full power just now.

The moment the two immense and horrifying force fields collided, everyone in the vicinity, including the mercenaries and Glory was blasted away. They rolled and landed all over the place, unmoving. Each and every one of them were heavily injured and unable to move.

Even the powerful Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard had been hit by the great residual ripple so badly that its entire body was injured. It laid curled up on the ground and did not dare move.

Bang!

The hands of the two people made direct contact, stacking onto the explosive and great power, which turned into ripples of substantive energy, gradually dissipating.

Roar!

The first person opened his mouth to unleash a violent lion-like roar, shaking the second person up slightly. In that split-second of hesitation, the secret scroll was snatched by the first person.

"Leaving?"

Right at this time, the voice of a third person suddenly sounded out in the forest nearby.

The black edge of a sword shot out from the forest like lightning, crashing into Boss's arm brutally, causing the secret scroll in his hand to drop out.

At the same time, another black shadow flew out from the forest, landing next to the first two people.

The three of them stood facing each other, in a triangular stance.

The third person seemed slightly strange. Other than the black shadow covering his entire body, there were also slivers of dark red light flowing out vaguely from him, as though his body was emitting red light at all times.

Garen stood still on the spot, his eyes fixed on the secret scroll diffused with an electric arc in the middle.

He had put in all of his power into the swing of his blade just now to activate the Blood Eagle State. Only, he did not expect that it merely shook Boss's hand open. It had not even harmed him. The difference between them was very clear. If such a blow could not even hurt them, then his most powerful skill, the Double Prison Lock, would only be able to inflict light injuries upon his opponents, at most.

If they were really going to fight, he would have to run at the first chance. This person was indeed the First Seat of the Great Elder, a Double-Moon Level master.

Beyond Level Five, there was the New-Moon Level, the Half-Moon Level, and then the Double-Moon Level. There were two entire thresholds in the middle.

Garen understood it himself, that even though he had trained with the Demon Blade and his power was extremely great, enabling him to bypass battles, but with the addition of his original skills, he could only deal with the Half-Moon Level stages at most. It was still a little too early to face a Double-Moon Level.

These people before him were not even the typical Double-Moons but had accumulated many years of a horrible existence. If he were exposed, he would be facing an extraordinary danger.

It was not as though no one had ever fallen amongst the Three-Hearted of the Scarlet Snow Sect. There were many ways to shield the crystals of the sect, as long as he could do it in complete secrecy.

Thinking about this, his alertness was heightened to the maximum level, maintaining the highest level of caution.

"Let's adhere to the original agreement," Garen's disguised voice, sharp and shrill, spoke calmly.

"That is mine!" A sudden electrical energy surged in madly from behind Garen; it was at least Half-Moon Level. It was the heavily injured Anthony.

With a face full of blood, he rushed out in a craze. His entire body was like an electrical hedgehog as he pounced towards the three people.

"Die!"

Garen did not wait for the other two to respond. He immediately pulled out his blade and, upon turning, swung it.

In that split second, the special transformation effect of the Ten Thousand True Technique merged in; the Demon Blade carved a black scar mid-air, twisting and turning down like a broken line drawn with a pencil. It speedily flew towards the front of Anthony's body.

The black line hurtled in, and, with a violent twist, swung to the back of his body and brutally cut in through where the electrical current was the weakest.

Szz!

Anthony's eyes grew wide and he stood in a daze where he was. With a crash, his entire body was cut in half.

Garen slowly drew his blade back, breathing easily as though it was just a casual swing of the sword.