Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 782: Toward the Greenskins' World

Sun Xiaowu's clones were simultaneously real and illusory.

"[Golden Divide]!" The thousand clones all used [Golden Divide] simultaneously, coloring the sky in gold and raining down golden feathers in such numbers that the greenskins fell to the ground like wheat being reaped.

The guards observing the battle from the wall gaped.

The greenskin vanguard leading the charge knocked down as many feathers as he could with his flail. He slapped his mount and leapt toward the walls, raising his flail high overhead. "Your life is forfeit!"

"[Adamantine Aegis]!" A layer of golden runes covered Sun Xiaowu's skin, shining brightly like a brand.

The flail smashed down, releasing fiery sparks around the point of impact. The metal rang like bells on a clocktower, a dull toll which resounded across the battlefield.

"...you're that weak?" Sun Xiaowu seemed terribly surprised. He expected that the greenskin vanguard would be far stronger. His look of flabbergasted astonishment humiliated and immediately enraged the greenskin vanguard, who howled as he gripped onto his flail with both hands.

However, Sun Xiaowu struck first. He released [Golden Divide] with a slash of his sword, chopping off the vanguard's two hands as blood spurted from his wounds.

"[Goldenscale Palm]!"

Sun Xiaowu's right arm glowed with resplendent light. An aura of intense strength emanated from his body, and he radiated frightening shockwaves of energy that sent the greenskin vanguard flying off into the distance like a bullet. He smashed down onto the battlefield, forming a giant pit where he landed.

The greenskin vanguard lay in the pit, his body nothing more than a bloody pile of meat. It was a scene so gruesome the greenskins shuddered and looked away, their morale falling to its minimum.

Their vanguard, the strongest greenskin present among the troops, had been crushed in a single blow. How were they meant to fight this ridiculous foe?

"It's over!" Sun Xiaowu's body flared with golden light as runes revolved around it. "[Goldenscale Palm: Split]!"

Golden radiance struck the land. Sun Xiaowu's palms brimmed with golden light as a dense layer of golden scales covered his skin. His right arm glowed with resplendent light. An aura of intense strength emanated from his body,

Sun Xiaowu took a step forward, then punched with all his might, generating a dominating wave of genetic energy.

The entire battlefield shook. The wall trembled violently, as though its very foundations were shaking. The attack struck like a nuclear warhead, sending the golden light flaring up for thousands of meters, so bright that it felt as though the sun had fallen to the ground.

The overwhelming radiance forced all the onlookers to shut their eyes. The aftershock sent golden beams of light scattering across the battlefield and wiping out huge swathes of the greenskins.

Once the light had cleared, there was nothing left of the ground but a pit so deep its bottom couldn't be seen.

At least thirty thousand greenskin corpses were scattered within, over ninety percent of the greenskin forces that had participated in the invasion.

There were no more than two thousand greenskins left on the battlefield, and those that remained had lost all motivation to fight. How were they supposed to repel a foe who could defeat the majority of their forces in a single blow?!

Sun Xiaowu slowly landed back down on the wall. The human fighters shouted, "We can handle the rest!"

Sun Xiaowu glanced down at the battlefield, at the two thousand or so greenskins left. He nodded. There weren't many human and draconian fighters present, but their opponent was hardly going to put up any resistance at all.

The rest of the battle was finished in just half an hour.

The greenskins themselves weren't weak; Sun Xiaowu was simply too strong.

After the battle concluded, Sun Xiaowu made to head off into the greenskin world. The draconian guards at the wall provided what information they could about the greenskins.

"They're a vicious race, battle-hardened soldiers one and all. Every member of the greenskins can put up a fight," an older human guard began. "They're no less martial than the Mengtai, and there's been quite a few skirmishes between us and the greenskins for some time now.

"We must have participated in over a hundred battles against each other. An individual greenskin isn't particularly overwhelming in battle, but the greenskins' strength lies in their staggering numbers. Their gestation period is short, and they can field truly ridiculous numbers of soldiers."

A draconian guard added, "The greenskins have three generals, a marshal, and a king. The greenskin vanguard you just killed was one of the three generals."

Sun Xiaowu smirked. "Oh? That weakling? Are the greenskins all as weak as he is?"

The human guard warned, "Sir Sun, your strength is extraordinary, but you shouldn't underestimate the top fighters of these alien races.

"The general you killed was the weakest of the three generals, and the other two are far stronger than he is. They're on the level of warlords, and the marshal is even stronger—he's on par with a mid-rank warlord!"

The draconian guard added, "As for the king of the greenskins, no one has ever seen him fight—everyone who has witnessed it has died. It's no exaggeration to claim that he might well be a match for one of the top warlords."

Sun Xiaowu nodded, his face turning serious. Although he didn't know just how strong warlords could get, Sun Xiaowu had witnessed some human warlords, whom he didn't find particularly strong.

On the other hand, there was a big gradation in strength among the warlords, and those near the top of the ranking could be troublesome foes indeed.

"I'll be careful," Sun Xiaowu replied.

Once the battlefield was cleaned up, Sun Xiaowu set off through the wormhole to a barren desert. He raised his head and saw a great wall in the distance.

As expected of a race prone to fighting, the defensive perimeter the greenskins had set up was incomparable to the wooden palisade of the bearmen. The greenskins had a magnificent wall, over two hundred meters long. It was solid stone, seemingly reinforced, and surrounded by a moat.

Judging from the state of the wall, it felt as though the greenskins had been preparing to invade the draconian world for quite some time, and they had taken advantage of this particular opportunity to do so.

The moment Sun Xiaowu approached the wall, the greenskin scouts noticed him. Volley after volley of arrows shot down toward him in an arc...