My Waste Husband
Chapter 1345

Chapter 1345

"Yeremiyah, his swordsmanship is out of this world, his strokes were fluid and sharp. The smile of the god of swords, could move all supreme beings." Henry muttered, speaking without turning his head, "This person learned to wield the sword at seven years old and mastered the art of it in just seven years. Since then, he has never been defeated in battle. You are all lucky enough to experience such a strike of a sword on this very day."

Henry raised his arm slightly, and the seven-meter tall giant figure in a white gown behind him raised its sword-wielding arm. Then, with a cold flash, the black roc in the air dissipated instantly.

The power of a single strike of the sword destroyed the divine figure conjured under the combined efforts of the 13 black-robed men. The 13 pairs of eyes hidden under the black robes all widened at that moment.

Henry continued, "The heroic spirits have souls, but the Battle Spirit has only one move, but even so, it's enough to dominate the world. Alas, Master Lu, I really wasn't expecting something like this to be hidden in that holy book. Thank you."

Behind Henry, the white figure held a long sword.

The 13 robed men exchanged looks at each other, then unified their hands to form a seal. Black Spiritual Qi kept emanating from their bodies. When the thickness of the Black Spiritual Qi on their bodies reached its peak, the men all mutated in unison. Their physiques grew tremendously, bursting out of their cloaks.

At that moment, it all became clear to Henry as to why they had all hidden themselves under their cloaks. After all, their bodies had long been mutated, simply by looking at the 13 faces, they no longer looked human, all of their faces had features of beasts.

Through the use of the Alvin League's unique genetic technology, they were able to squeeze out all of their potential within a short period of time, allowing them to improve rapidly. However, at the same time, they also had a great price to pay.

The 13 robed men suddenly grew up to three meters tall. Each of them had a thick body and powerful limbs, they were all monsters.

"Tsk tsk, it's no wonder you're worthy of being the King of Hell." The leading robed man's voice sounded even more hoarse. "An attack with such power has truly exceeded our expectations. Very few in the Divine Realm are capable of taking you on, I believe. However, how many times can you use an attack like this? Plus, while we're within this Energy Emitting Formation?"

The thirteen men switched positions back and forth, forming a circle around Henry.

Henry's lips curled into a smile. "Every Battle Spirit has only one move, but you guys won't be able to withstand this next move either. Watch this carefully, the next move is called..."

Henry was interrupted by a loud shout within the thick fog.

"How dare you monsters! I can tell with a single glance that none of you are human!"

This shout was powerful and sonorous, it was packed with energy, and sounded like a resounding gong.

Above Henry's head, the floating lotus disappeared instantly, the white figure behind Henry also disappeared at the same time.

A bald figure wearing in a red monk robe appeared in Henry's eyes. This figure held a flywhisk in one hand, and formed a seal in the other as he descended from the sky.

The thirteen men glanced upwards. Then bared their fangs at the bald figure in unison.

"What are these party tricks? How brave of you to show off before me! Allow me to reveal your true forms!" The bald figure raised his fly-whisk and waved it in the wind, it expanded and elongated then wrapped itself around the 13 men. "Mighty Heavenly Dragon! Prajna Buddha! Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva! Hollow Prajna!"

The bald figure continued chanting loudly.

"Mighty Sky Dragon! Sky Dragon! Dragon!"

The bald figure created an echo all on his own.

The fly-whisk swept at the thirteen members of the Alvin League.

The thirteen members of the Alvin League were not easy to deal with either. Their limbs had evolved into claws, and they tore the fly-whisk that swayed in the wind into shreds instantly!

"How dare you monsters! Reapario!"

The bald figure's hand formed another seal, and the originally shredded fly-whisk reappeared in an unharmed condition.

The 13 members of the Alvin League roared out in unison.

"Hmph!" The bald figure harrumphed coldly. "How daring of you to resist such a powerful Dharma spell, I'll capture all of you! You cocky punks can't see true power even when it stands before you. Soaring Dragon! All Powerful Mighty Dragon! Powerful Mighty Dragon! Mighty Dragon! Dragon dragon...dragon!"

This time, the fly-whisk increased tremendously in size, it was as if the Milky Way had fallen onto earth from space.

Although the fly-whisk was extremely powerful, it was still shredded by the 13 members of the Alvin League. After all, these men were also experts in the Divine Realm, adding to the fact that they were had undergone the process of beastification, their minds might have lost clarity, but their killing abilities would become much more powerful. Only those who existed at the top of the Divine Realm like Verrall possessed the possible ability of slaughtering them.

The bald figure witnessed how easily his second attack had been shattered by his opponent.

"Reapario! Earthshaker!"

The bald figure waved the fly-whisk in his hand once more.

The thirteen members of the Alvin League no longer remained still. They took the initiative to attack before the monk could. They bared their fangs and lashed out with their huge claws as they charged at the bald figure standing in the sky.

"Waaahhhhhh!" The bald figure screamed.

Just when Henry thought that the monk was going to use an ultimate move, the monk had changed his mind.

"Brother, save me! These men are too fierce. I can't

defeat them!"

The bald figure sped towards Henry as quickly as he could.

Just as the bald figure rocketed towards Henry, it all became clear. A half of a drumstick that was hidden within the red robes of that plump bald man was exposed. Henry rolled his eyes, who else could it be? It was Ranjeet!

"Since when did you become a monk?" Henry stared at the six dotted scars on Ranjeet's head with a quizzical look on his face.

"Brother, I'll tell you later. Run!" Ranjeet reached out with his greasy hand. Apparently, he had been munching on a drumstick before the fight.

The greasy hands grabbed Henry by his clothes, then they both fled towards the same direction.

Although the fog was thick, it obviously had little effect on "locals" like Ranjeet. He charged around with Henry in the fog. After speeding around for more than ten minutes, they finally rid the 13 members of the Alvin League off their tails.

"Phew! It's finally safe here!" he leaned against a plant and sat down, gasping for air.

Henry looked on at Ranjeet who leaned against a cactus plant, then could not help giving him a thumbs up.

"Bro, why do I feel something pricking me on my back?" Ranjeet said as he pulled out a drumstick from his robe and put it into his mouth while he scratched twice at his back subconsciously. He then realised something was not right. He quickly turned around to look and his eyes widened comically.

Henry also chose a spot to sit down. After leaving the Recluse World, Henry had never met Ranjeet ever again. To his surprise, this man had a kasaya over him this time. This was an occupation with a high salary, and required a very high level of education.