Chapter 220 - Blood-like Red Ball

The stout man stared at Ming. Then his body blurred, and he vanished. Ming gaped in surprise. Out of a sudden, the person reappeared in front of him with his shining and sharp-angled saber about to dip into Ming's belly.

Thankfully, Shijian, as an observer, had followed the man's movements and saw him change direction for a n.a.k.e.d eye to follow. As a Qilin, she could match the person's speed and transformed into her beast form in an instant, shielding Ming with her hand releasing some sort of electrical power. As the man's sword hit her shield, the man's body shook in frenzy with his eyes bulging as he got stuck with her. Shijian's power literally electrocuted him, though they did not know the term.

A comrade saw him and kicked the side of his stomach, throwing him to the side. The kicking man ran to where his commandant lay, but kept his eyes at Ming.

"Commander, are you fine?" 

"I'm fine. Thanks." The commandant replied. Before standing, he called out, "Battle formation 1."

After someone kicked the commandant away from him, Ming was stunned but saw Shijian protecting him. He quietly thanked Shijian in his mind. 

"Master, let's be on a tandem," Shijian said, and they heard the commandant shouted about a numbered battle formation. Both of them and the still hovering dragons looked to the black-clad men.

"What do you mean?" said Ming, readying himself for this formation while still holding those who were still under his control.

"Master, stop using your power. I think these people are fairly stronger and have magical abilities. You'll physically get tired right away if you keep on using it. Also, it might control you again." 

The black troops moved fast and formed a diamond shape, and some captured those under Ming's control, brought them inside the diamond, and nailed them to the ground. The pinned soldiers on the ground struggled to get free from their comrades' clutches, but those holding them wouldn't let them go. A while after, they were no longer under Ming's control.

They thanked their comrades for the help and told them that unseen power took hold of their minds. That they couldn't help but follow the command or feel ashamed if they disobeyed. All of them turned their heads at Ming and watched him with fresh eyes and respect. For them, Ming was a powerful Sorcerer of whom they shouldn't take lightly.

"Work with me this time. Use your wind while I'll use my static power. I'll use my shocking powers like a whip to stop them from their tracks, and then you hit them with your wind blades after me," Shijian continued. 

"Everyone, complete the formation." Those who were pinned earlier ran to their respective positions, and the diamond became an arrow. The commandant waved his hands, as if forming a circle in front of him, snapped his fingers, and faced his palms toward Ming. 

Ming and company saw it and afraid of what this formation would do. "Let's do it, Master," Shijian yelled. However, Nianshi was ahead of them. He didn't wait for the commander to finish whatever gestures he was doing and blew raging flames toward the diamond-shaped group of men. But as his fire descended, it didn't touch the people. A transparent shield protected them. 

Ming and Shijian saw they had a defensive power. They waited for the outcome of Nianshi's attack. Yet, always ready to follow up with their planned strikes.

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Meirga followed a white fire toward the group. This type of flame shook the entire group of a hundred men and cringed in pain. Seeing the effect, Nianshi blew white flames too and those inside the invincible shield knelt, shouted in agony, while beads of sweats covered their faces, drenching their clothes.

"Commander, we won't last long with this fire. We need to attack now." A man behind the commander hollered as he was about to faint.

"Hold on longer. I'm not yet finished with the spell. This place won't allow me to get powers from their Kore. Instead, it is sucking my powers if I do. I need to use a longer type of spell to make the attack. Just hold on a minute. I'm almost there." The commandant continued to move his hands, waving low, high, took a prayer gesture, creating a gun-gesture out of his fingers, and shouted, "Fire!"

Shijian quickly stood in front of Ming, though he wasn't sure of their attack. What she knew was it was aimed at Ming alone.

A red ball blazed out from the commandant's fingers, quickly growing as it moved toward Ming until it reached as tall as the Ming's height. The attack only took seconds to reach Ming, but Shijian took it to herself. It stopped in front of her as her electric shield received it. After a minute, the red ball dispersed under the static electrical currents hitting the whirling ball. Shijian's body fell back at Ming afterward.

"Shijian!" Ming shouted in shock when his mount took his place and accepted the red ball. When Shijian's body formed back into a human and leaned toward him, he caught her and laid held her tight. "Are you okay? Speak up!"

Shijian smiled and stood straight while holding on to Ming's arm. "I'm okay. It's not that strong as I expected."

"What's not strong when you fainted?" Ming snapped at her. He never wanted Shijian to keep on receiving the attacks to herself.

"I went overboard. I used too much power because I thought the odd ball is very strong."

"Okay. I got it. You made me worried there."

"Don't worry, Master. It is my job to protect you," she said.

While the attack happened, Nianshi and Meirga didn't halt their flames. Not even a second. Not even to wait if Shijian could take the attack. Their goal was to burst that unseen bubble protecting these opponents.

When they saw their commandant's attack failed, the black-clothed team went pale and turned toward each other, thinking of escaping, but the commandant didn't stop and continued to send another red ball. This time, it was bigger and darker, like blood hardening after as it was to dry up.

"Master, move back a little. This attack might be stronger than the first," Shijian said.

"No, I won't move back. Allow me to use my wind to cut that ball apart." Ming replied. He felt his wind was stronger this time after their ritual in the cave near the Sacred River and could make a wind blade that could even cut a mountain into two.

Hence, Shijian didn't argue and held her own, using her electric shield to disperse this ball of crimson light again. Indeed, the weird ball was really stronger, and she felt she would be defeated. As she continued to fight it back, Ming lifted his hands and waved it twice. Two whirring winds, depicting a circle saw blade whirring in a speed they couldn't tell. In fact, what they saw was the circling winds were not moving. It was like a saw blade floating in mid-air.

It flew toward the ball, slashing it at the sides like it was sawing bread. Those cut sides fell at both sides and vanished. With Shijian's insistent sparking electrical currents, the rest of the ball puffed up like red smokes. She stepped back when it did. Her lips went white after exerting a double portion of her power to blow the ball.

"Thank you for the help, Master." Her lips curved up in genuine thankfulness, yet inside, she was wary for that ball because it smelled like blood when it popped up into smokes in the air. And for a time, she thought it would swallow her. Good thing, Ming's wind blades came on time and lessened the strength against her shield. Ming's winds helped her burned it into nothingness. But she believed if it passed through her electrical power, that red-ball would swallow them alive. She didn't tell Ming about this so that Ming could focus on the fight and wouldn't stop her from protecting him.Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #%!d(string=14314881306034205)/blood-like-red-ball_%!d(string=51580796372318649) for visiting.

However, those two dragons flying above could also smell that blood stench and blasted off their angry flames out of concern for Shijian and Ming. Another thing that made them worry, they felt a pulse on that ball as if it was alive. For them, it was totally a living attack, unlike other attacks. They thought it would dissolve Ming and Shijian's bodies if it touched them. 

Ming was oblivious to all of this. "Shijian, let's attack that ball together with the dragons. I think we can break it in no time." 

While Ming spoke, the commandant had sent another attack. This one was smaller but black. It flew as speed as lightning toward Shijian and Ming.

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