Terrifying Power
Volume 1: Chapter 381: Terrifying Power
These three ghost wolves, more than three meters tall, had huge and robust bodies, taller than even the tomb guardians, and their claws were extremely sharp, and under the light, a cold light flashed.
"Tear him apart!"
Fujiwara pointed a finger at the grave guardian and gave a low shout.
Those three ghost wolves, tilted their heads and let out a hiss at the same time, then ran towards the grave guardian in a furious manner.
Facing the attack of the two Shintoism practitioners, the Gravekeeper had been silent, not making any sound, not even making any extra movements, just standing motionless in the center of the warehouse, his entire body wrapped in black robes, appearing very bizarre.
When Yamada's flame taijutsu was about to chop on top of the tomb keeper's head, the tomb keeper's black robe suddenly fluttered a little.
Yamada only felt a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and a huge stone spear engraved with exquisite silver incantations reached out from the Gravekeeper's black robe without any warning, and blocked his Flame Taisho.
"Boom!"
The flame taijutsu chopped heavily on the shaft of the stone lance, Yamada's body shook tremendously, and the taijutsu in his hand, were almost shaken out of his hand by the tremendous force of the recoil.
As for the incandescent hot stream that was so powerful and incomparable just now, it immediately disappeared without a trace as if it had been blown by a hurricane.
The Tomb Guardian's arm vibrated, sending Yamada flying backwards with a shock, and then holding the silver stone spear, he swept violently across the room, and those three ghost wolves, barely able to dodge in time, were chopped into six pieces!
Both Yamada and Fujiwara, at the same time, turned horrified.
Although they expected that the Tomb Guardian possessed extremely strong strength, they did not expect it at all. The Tomb Guardian's power was so strong that it had reached such a level!
The two of them had joined hands to strike, but they had been easily defused by the Gravekeeper!
Just as the two of them were chilling, the Gravekeeper suddenly launched an attack.
With a point of his toes on the ground, his entire body leapt up high, dragging his silver stone spear with a titanic momentum. It lunged towards Yamada.
The tomb guardian's physique was very stout, but his movements were surprisingly agile and swift, and in the blink of an eye, he had already pounced in front of Yamada's body.
Yamada only felt a fierce wind spreading across his face, almost making him breathless. It was as if he was facing a huge mountain, almost irresistible!
But. There was nothing he could do to avoid it now. There was no other way but to fight to the death.
Yamada roared furiously, pouring all of his strength into the flaming taijutsu, then slashed violently at the tomb guardian.
The raging flames were as if they were going to set the surrounding air on fire.
The black-robed Gravekeeper did not dodge, and continued to rush towards Yamada, while shaking his hand. The silver runic stone spear in his hand drew a silver-colored trajectory in the air, and with a single pick. It sent Yamada's flaming taijutsu flying.
Immediately afterward, the Gravekeeper held the end of the Silver Rune Stone Gun and gave it a hard spin.
The Silver Rune Stone Lance immediately spun up sharply and stabbed towards Yamada.
Yamada's flame taijutsu had already been picked off by the Gravekeeper, leaving his door wide open, and he had no way to defend himself.
"With a snort, the stone spear spun rapidly and pierced into Yamada's body. It penetrated through his back. It poked a hole in his body that was about the thickness of a bowl.
Unbelievably, Yamada looked down at the stone spear that had pierced into his body. He also looked at the Gravekeeper in front of him, and a look of resignation appeared on his face.
He had fought with the Gravekeeper until now, but he had never seen the Gravekeeper's true face until he died!
"Weird ... thing!"
He spat out two words with difficulty, and then furiously sprayed out a mouthful of blood, his head tilted, and he broke off.
The Gravekeeper turned back around and looked coldly at Fujiwara, picking Yamada's body on the stone spear and waving it around as if showing off, Yamada's body swayed at the tip of the spear, blood flowing out of him, down the shaft, dripping all the way down to the ground.
"Yamada!"
Fujiwara hissed loudly in a mixture of shock and anger, a sad look on his face.
He and Yamada were both Hachiman Shrine Shriners and had been friends for many years, and now that Fujiwara was dead and his body was being picked on the tip of the gun as if he was showing off, how could he not be angry?
"Damned bastard!"
Fujiwara cursed and took out one of the strongest ground spell talismans from his pocket.
This spell talisman, he never used it when he was never against an enemy.
One reason was because he had yet to meet an enemy that required the use of this spell, and the second reason was because to cast this spell, he needed to gather all of his spiritual energy.
Once this incantation was activated, he would lose all his spiritual energy in a short period of time.
If this spell was not able to finish off the enemy, then he would be killed by his opponent.
It could be said that this incantation was his killer weapon, as well as his talisman, and he did not dare to use it at will.
However, at a time like now, he could no longer care about that.
Fujiwara pinched the spell talisman with two fingers, threw it into the air, chanted an incantation under his breath, and then bellowed:
"Style God Demon Tiger!"
With a bang, the incantation transformed into a seven-meter-long, three-meter-high behemoth that appeared in midair.
The creature had a large tiger head with sharp and slender fangs, but its skin was rust-colored and its body was covered in spikes.
"Go! Finish him off!"
Fujiwara shouted angrily as he pointed at the tomb guardian.
The Devil Tiger let out an earth-shattering hiss that shook the dust from the roof of the room, then pounced towards the Gravekeeper with a gust of wind and a furious aura, as if it wanted to tear the Gravekeeper into pieces!
The Gravekeeper silently inserted his stone spear into the ground and stood still, waiting until the Ghost Tiger rushed to his front.
Then, he suddenly struck out like lightning, and stuck the neck of the Style God Demonic Tiger in a deadly grip, restraining it firmly.
The Demonic Tiger was huge, almost two or three times the size of the Gravekeeper!
However, in the hands of the Gravekeeper, it was like a kitten, completely defenseless!
Without a word, the Tomb Keeper stretched out his other hand, grabbed the body of the Devil Tiger, raised it up high, and then divided his two hands into two, and tore it with all his might.
The huge, fierce and incomparable Style God Demonic Tiger was actually torn in half by the Gravekeeper!
Fujiwara's eyes widened in horror, hardly able to believe what he saw before him.
He had never imagined that this Gravekeeper would tear his Style God Demonic Tiger apart with his bare hands!
What a terrifying power this was, what kind of monster was it that possessed such a powerful force!
Fujiwara tilted his head and looked at the grave keeper, his heart was filled with fear, all of his spiritual energy, in order to activate the last spell talisman, was used up.
In a short period of time, there was no way to recover.
He was now as weak as an ordinary person, what could he do to defend himself against the Gravekeeper's attack?
Fujiwara's liver and guts were almost cracking now as he slowly backed away, hoping to get away from this mysterious and terrifying Gravekeeper.
The Tomb Guardian, on the other hand, re-drew his Silver Rune Stone Lance and advanced step by step.
The heavy footsteps sounded like drumbeats, hammering at the bottom of Fujiwara's heart, causing his fighting spirit to completely collapse.
He turned his head to look around like a person about to drown, hoping that someone would save his life at that moment.
Just as he turned his head, he inadvertently spotted Liang Donghai's figure.
Liang Donghai, at some point, had already twisted the suitcase containing the treasures and quietly slipped to the back door of the warehouse, and was about to escape through the back door.
Fujiwara's heart rose a wave of resentment for no reason, he resented Liang Donghai for watching the fire from the other side of the river, seeing death to save.
Although he knew very well that Liang Donghai was actually coerced by them to take part in this tomb raiding operation, and his relationship with them could even be called an enemy.
However, he just resented it in his heart.
"Liang Donghai! Why don't you make a move?" Fujiwara glared at Liang Donghai and roared.
Liang Donghai turned his head at the sound and gave Fujiwara a fierce stare.
In fact, his initial intention was to prepare to join forces with Fujiwara and the others against the enemy, after all, he didn't want to die at the hands of the Gravekeeper, as he was getting older, he was always a bit afraid of death.
However, the strength of the Gravekeeper greatly exceeded his expectations.
Before he had the chance to make a move, Yamada had already been taken out, and Fujiwara had taken the Gravekeeper, and could do nothing about it.
Thus, he quickly changed his mind, quietly picked up the leather case containing the treasures, and began to flee. The treasures in the suitcase were exceptionally valuable and related to the lives of his family, so they could not be discarded.
See about to leave the warehouse, did not expect, Fujiwara actually called his whereabouts!
Liang Donghai heart for Fujiwara more resentment, but he did not talk, his feet do not stop, pull open the back door of the warehouse, dashed out.
Fujiwara is dead, he has no need to talk to a dead man, first save his own life is most important.
"Your family, we still have them! I die! Your whole family will be buried with you ..."
Fujiwara cursed viciously and loudly, and before his words landed, the tomb guardian's stone gun, whistling, passed through his left chest and pierced deeply into the ground, pinning him firmly to the ground.
Fujiwara gave a short, miserable cry as his heart was blasted to pieces by the stone spear, and blood gushed out from his chest.
He quickly snapped, turning into a cold corpse.
The Gravekeeper coldly pulled the stone gun out of the ground, then followed behind Liang Donghai and chased after him.
The corpses of Yamada and Fujiwara, skewered on the Gravekeeper's stone gun, looked like a bloody meat skewer from afar!