Chapter 430 - 75: The Fourth Official Team Member
"Captain Yue!" Dong’er was inexplicably thrown out of the cabin.
Upon realizing what had just happened inside the cabin, Dong’er frantically rushed back to the cabin, pounding on it.
But no matter how hard she pounded, that seemingly fragile wooden door just wouldn’t budge.
"It won’t do, I must find help, otherwise, otherwise he will be killed," Dong’er covered her mouth and slid down to the ground, leaning against the wooden door.
That sound from before, was it that crossbow, that bizarre Demon Crossbow capable of instantly killing a dozen mercenaries with Dark Earth Small Success?
He’d die, Captain Yue would die, it’s all her fault, if only she hadn’t brought Captain Yue back.
The icy cold temperature of the ground brought the on-the-verge-of-collapse Dong’er back to her senses.
She quickly ran towards Helen Tavern, at that moment, Dong’er had only one thought - find help, even if a minute earlier could mean a sliver of a chance for survival for Captain Yue.
The sound of Dong’er banging on the door and the noise from the streets were all isolated outside when the Gold Eater Worm used the "Forbidden Space Technique."
Dong’er’s cabin, at this moment, had already become an isolated, enclosed miniature battlefield.
In this battlefield, there were only Yue Jinghua and that abruptly appearing Demon Crossbow.
What kind of crossbow was that!
By estimation, it was roughly six feet five inches tall, a bit thicker than an adult male mercenary’s arm. Its surface appeared to be carved with countless blood grooves; nobody holding it, the crossbow floated mid-air as if endowed with life.
One could predict that once the crossbow was set in motion, it would shoot out lethal Dark Power.
The principle of this crossbow was somewhat similar to Hongling’s Jade Bi Bow from earlier, except it had a denser aura of Evil Qi.
Yue Jinghua had not a shred of fear; she held the continuously howling Lianyun Great Sword horizontally in front of her chest.
The crossbow didn’t immediately launch an attack either.
It was as if a person with Spiritual Sense was secretly gauging its opponent’s strength.
"Hiding pretty deep, huh? Well then, let’s have a match," Yue Jinghua smiled instead of getting angry, her eyes brimming with confidence.
With a kick on the ground, she shot forward like a cannonball, her sword hissing several times - "Cloud Stacking" was already unleashed.
The crossbow’s response was not slow either; a crisp humming sound filled the air.
Several Dark Energy beams, red as fire, shot through the air.
Cloud Stacking sword shadows piled upon each other, and the crossbow’s Dark Energy followed one after the other.
"Bang bang bang," the two forces collided, both Yue Jinghua and the Demon Crossbow shook simultaneously and took half a step back.
An equal match?!
Both Yue Jinghua and the Demon Crossbow felt a simultaneous delight inside, the joy of meeting one’s match.
"Boom--"
Almost at the same time, both Yue Jinghua and the Demon Crossbow emitted a bright light.
On Yue Jinghua’s body, the Yaksha Killing Flames shone like brilliant stars, while the Demon Crossbow radiated a sweep of blood light.
The Demon Crossbow increased in size by several folds, from the height of an average person to that of a two-story building.
An even stronger force of Dark Energy was ready to deploy at the Crossbow Arrow’s mouth.
"Damn, comparing sizes, huh," Yue Jinghua’s eyes brightened, quickly concentrating all her Dark Power into the Lianyun.
The Great Sword split into two, and two into three.
Almost at the same time, the Demon Crossbow unleashed a domineering Mystic Arrow, howling as it approached.
"Break," Yue Jinghua also let out a fierce shout.
Several piercing Sword Qi shot straight towards the Demon Crossbow.
Like two bullets colliding, both Yue Jinghua and the Demon Crossbow were sent flying by the immensely powerful Dark Power.
After being hit by the sword shadows, the Demon Crossbow underwent a transformation.
It gradually reverted from its original crossbow shape to a human form.
"Cough cough--" After reverting to human form, the man immediately began to cough violently.
The first thing the man did as he came to his senses was to look at the Demon Marks on his body.
The marks, resembling cracked wounds and the ugly patterns left behind by burning flames, were fading away rapidly, visible to the naked eye.
It had been a year, and Feng Buhui never thought he would see the day when he could bask in the sunlight and regain consciousness again.
After encountering that peculiar Tree-man in Fenglinwan, the events that unfolded for Feng Buhui were beyond belief.
All he remembered was killing the Tree-man and then turning into a Demon Crossbow.
While in the form of a Demon Crossbow, his consciousness was muddled, he couldn’t remember anything, and when his mother and younger brother came looking for him in the woods, he couldn’t cry out to them.
He was like a discarded, lifeless abandoned crossbow, staying in the forest of Fenglinwan for several months.
Until one day, he suddenly regained consciousness again; he heard the cries of a woman who collided with him.
Her blood from her forehead seeped into the Demon Crossbow, and he regained human consciousness. At that time, his mind seemed to be controlled by the Evil Qi of the Demon Crossbow, and without any control, he killed the mercenaries who attempted to violate the woman.
That slaughter nearly exhausted all his Dark Power, and he fell into a coma once more.
The only thing he could feel was the woman taking him away from Fenglinwan, all the way to Five Saints Town.
In the days that followed, he knew only that his body periodically emitted bloodthirsty howls from the Demon Crossbow, and in order to control the strong killing aura carried by the Demon Crossbow, Feng Buhui had to constantly struggle with it, his consciousness occasionally clear, occasionally scattered.
Until today, he felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity.
Under the influence of a powerful Dark Power, he felt that the force of the Demon Crossbow that had always bound him had been severed.
The control of his body returned to his own hands.
He looked at his hands, restored to their original state, breathing heavily like a wild beast.
In front of him appeared a pair of feet, and after a moment, that person squatted down.
A pair of eyes brighter than the stars appeared in front of him.
Then came a familiar countenance, the face of the person becoming clearer and clearer.
"Feng Buhui, you’re that pretty boy!" The arrival’s eyes were wide open with astonishment, disregarding his wounds, he hammered Feng Buhui’s chest with a heavy punch.
"Yue, Yue Jinghua," Feng Buhui recognized the person before him.
How could it be Yue Jinghua?
Feng Buhui immediately reacted, he grabbed Yue Jinghua’s hand, "Let’s go, right now, the Demon that demands the Devil Crystal, it’s coming after us."
Outside the cabin, a group of people rushed over in haste.
Dongdong, with a nervous Helen, the coffin-faced Qin Dongting, and Shalman, arrived outside the cabin.
"This is the place, Captain Yue was locked up in this cabin," Dongdong couldn’t help but pray silently in his heart, hoping the gods would ensure Captain Yue was safe and sound.
The door of the cabin opened, and two people came out supporting each other.
Seeing the dumbfounded crowd outside, a certain goofy captain looked surprised, "Why did you all come? Good that you’re here, let me introduce to everyone the fourth official member of the ’Second Generation Soldier’ squad, Feng Buhui."