Chapter 298 - 298 298 Refining Mo's Terror

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298: Chapter 298 Refining Mo’s Terror 298: Chapter 298 Refining Mo’s Terror “Nightmare, it’s actually you.” The man bellowed, and yes, it was none other than one of the Netherworld Palace’s four war generals, Nightmare. Two pitch-black halberds were like two dark shadows, thrust straight into the wall. The man couldn’t help but take a step back, his eyes tightly focused, daring not to be the slightest bit distracted. “Hmph, Rong Yuan, I didn’t expect you to still be alive and well.” Murderous intent filled Nightmare’s eyes as he opened his palms, the halberds naturally returning to his grasp, his body instinctively protecting Wu Yu in front of him. “It’s not just me who’s alive and well, the entire Tomb Spirit Organization has been quietly revived. You traitor, instead of hiding in dark corners, you actually dare to come out.” The man said coldly. “Paths that differ cannot lead to the same plan. Tomb Spirit Organization, I will surely eradicate you root and stem.” Nightmare said indifferently, a swirl of black Inner Strength enveloping his halberds, ready to parry. “Your life is forfeit.” The man took a swift step, extending his blade, stabbing straight at Nightmare. The speed was so fast, leaving behind an afterimage. Nightmare, however, used his halberds to block. The blade grazed the shaft and continued towards the inside, Nightmare shockingly realized that Rong Yuan’s target was actually Wu Yu behind him. With a swing of his arm, the thrown halberd deflected the FATAL STRIKE, Wu Yu could even feel the blade less than ten centimeters from his nose. “Get lost.” Nightmare roared, using Rong Yuan’s feint to focus all his energy on trying to kill Wu Yu behind him. Now, Rong Yuan’s body was sideways to Nightmare, exposing a huge weakness, and was directly knocked into the wall by Nightmare’s knee, punching a large hole in the red brick wall. “Die.” Nightmare shouted loudly, seizing the opportunity of his illness to take his life, wanting to use this chance to kill one of the five members of the Tomb Spirit Organization, Rong Yuan. The two halberds, like two black bolts of lightning, stabbed fiercely towards Rong Yuan. “Bang.” At this critical moment, a figure flashed out from one side, followed by a white light that flashed by, the two halberds seemed to hit something and flew off to the side wall. As the dust settled, a figure stood in front of Rong Yuan, and Nightmare quickly recognized who it was. “Refining Mo, you’re very timely.” Upon seeing the newcomer, Nightmare’s unfazed eyes flashed with an unusual color. “Oh, Nightmare, you’re also quite timely. A second later, and Wu Yu would have been dead.” The arrival was the leader of the Tomb Spirit Organization, Refining Mo, who was also the most mysterious and strongest member of the organization. “Why do you want to kill Wu Yu.” Instead of immediately engaging, Nightmare began to casually talk to Refining Mo. “Then why did you save him?” Refining Mo sneered twice, countering the question. “No comment.” “A fine ‘no comment’, worthy of being someone who left the organization.” Refining Mo suddenly laughed loudly. “I’m not like you.” Nightmare retorted sharply. “Nightmare, you’re talented, and I cherish talent. That’s why I spared you back then. Can it be that today, as we meet again, I should be open with you.” Refining Mo’s voice was very low and suddenly rose a few pitches, “Do you think I am wantonly killing the innocent just for fun, or because I am psychologically deranged?” “If we weren’t so cautious, could the Tomb Spirit Organization have become as powerful as it is today? Even SAD and the security forces of Hong Kong can’t handle us. You’re really too naïve.” “Be cautious, but that’s not an excuse for you to recklessly slaughter the innocent. If you think not doing so will lead to your defeat by SAD, then I can only tell you that you’re nothing but trash,” Nightmare said coldly, with a voice that rang loud and clear. “Trash? Haha, let me show you my strength then.” Upon hearing this, Refining Mo became furiously ashamed and pulled out a long knife from behind his back. It glinted with a dark blue light, and there was a powerful and mysterious energy emanating from it. Nightmare dared not underestimate him, gripping his twin halberds tightly in his hands. “Destroying Heaven and Earth.” Refining Mo bellowed, the dark blue long knife raised high above his head. With a leap, he brought the knife slicing down towards Nightmare. Nightmare knew of Refining Mo’s power, yet he hadn’t expected that in these few years, his swordsmanship and strength had reached such a masterful level. He immediately dodged, at the same time pulling Wu Yu with him. Such fierce power—if it landed on an ordinary person, they would surely be reduced to a mist of blood. “Bang” Refining Mo’s blade energy split the flagstone ground into two halves, leaving behind a deep gash. Seizing this opportunity, Nightmare moved swiftly to Refining Mo’s side, thrusting the pitch-black halberd towards Refining Mo’s chest. “You think I’ve been treading water these past years?” Refining Mo held the knife in his right hand and gathered energy in his left. With one arm, he blocked Nightmare’s assault, his overpowering Inner Strength like an impenetrable wall. Even with Nightmare’s full force, the halberd couldn’t move forward an inch. “Get lost.” Refining Mo swung his left arm like throwing a shot put, sending Nightmare flying. In just one move, Nightmare was defeated. “Cough, cough.” Nightmare lay on the ground, coughing up blood, his face twisted in pain. In truth, during his years in the Netherworld Palace, except for the Main God, he had rarely been defeated. But now, in front of Refining Mo, he felt so weak. “Just this level of skill and you dare to speak wildly of eradicating the Tomb Spirit Organization? Overreaching yourself.” Refining Mo mocked with a sneer, wiping his long knife. “Sir, are you alright?” Although Wu Yu didn’t recognize any of the people present, if it weren’t for Nightmare’s timely action, his death would have been certain. Now, seeing his savior beaten down, he was naturally frantic. “Get out of here!” Nightmare shouted, pushing Wu Yu away. “Thinking of escaping? None of you will get away.” Refining Mo once again swung his long knife, pouncing fiercely towards Nightmare. “Give this to a secretary named Ailina beside Su Qingyu; she’ll understand.” Nightmare shoved one of his halberds into Wu Yu’s hands, then with his right hand swung the other halberd to block the strike with all his might. “Go now.” With his last bit of strength, Nightmare pushed Wu Yu towards the door, then turned back to see Refining Mo’s sideways kick. “Pfft.” Nightmare was unguarded, or more accurately, he no longer had the strength to defend himself. The kick landed solidly on Nightmare’s abdomen. As he spat out a mouthful of blood, Nightmare fell to the ground, unconscious. “Hmph, take him back and let Illusion Fox guard him.” By the time Refining Mo came to his senses, Wu Yu had already run out of sight. He walked over to Nightmare, instructing a Rong Yuan by his side. “Also, tell everyone to be on full alert for a sneak attack by the Netherworld King Hades. Within two days, he will surely come,” Refining Mo said in a cold voice.

Chapter 298 - 298 298 Refining Mo's Terror

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