Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 471: The Ceremonial Gift - A Head

Translator: Udong_ Editor: EbonyFrost, Udong_

"Is there a... Soul-Power Warrior among them?" Feng Linacis asked this question in a trembling voice. He became frightened! What would he do if he came across those hunters?

He had a Golden Warrior Heart too, and his Warrior Power was capable of more cycles per second than that of Black Wind! After all, he was in possession of 65 energy reservoirs, 4 more than the 61 of Black Wind!

"According to the Leader of Big Sword. Yes!" The messenger answered, keeping his head down. "He said he didn’t want to play in the mud after he examined the bloody scene and he went back with every man he had brought."

Feng Linacis turned pale with fear! The Leader of Big Sword had Soul-Power himself! Then...it’s pretty close if he said so! Hell no! How was he supposed to avenge himself?

"And..." Seeing the unnatural shade of purple on Feng Linacis, the messenger continued in a lowered voice with reluctance, "He said there was more than one Soul-Power Warrior, and I believe I heard the number three." action

What? Feng Linacis almost fainted! He might pay someone to take his revenge if there was just one, but three? He might just as well pray to God that the hunters never find him!

"What’s the big deal? It’s just Soul-Power!"

Suddenly the curtain of the tent rose and Komiz stretched his arms. Bloodline power flew rapidly in his veins as his trapezoidal eyes became ferociously red. Blade-like nails ejected from the fingers one after another while the body trunk swelled like a balloon. The gray hair, all stood up like steel needles after piercing the rough skin.

All at once a Behemoth monster made of Warrior Power rushed out from Komiz. It appeared in the sky, letting out a repressive majesty!

It was a real Behemoth Soul-Power!

Feng Linacis didn’t know how to react. He had thought Komiz was just a trash prince who happened to activate his Bloodline Power by the resources within his reach... But now... Soul-Power...

"I forgot to tell you that I also have my Soul-Power." Stepping forward, Komiz looked like he was going to crash into the ground. Clenching his claws, he asked, "I’m a Bloodline Warrior who has a Soul-Power! Should I be afraid of an ordinary warrior?"

Involuntarily, Feng Linacis kept shaking his head! Compared with the Soul-Power of a Bloodline, that of an ordinary had more impurities that were hard to remove! Consequently, the bloodline had always gained the upper hand in any battle.

"I say, you should!"

Not far away, some causal but provocative words sounded. Without turning back, Feng Linacis knew who he was. It was Yi!

Yi, the leader of the Jinxiu Bandit Group, which ranked the third place in the Frontier. He was now 55, a veteran Soul-Power Warrior who had been on top for more than 20 years!

"How dared you to show off here, as a poor Level 1 Soul-Power Warrior?"

Hands behind his back, a man came close steadily and leisurely with his silver eyebrows beating up and down. He was followed by two warriors in black armor and white masks. Additionally, two mages followed suit.

In their hands, there were wands carved with complicated Runes and inlaid with a red Dragon-Eye Stone, which indicated that the two female elders possessed extraordinary magic power.

Were they... Black Wind stood back to make a way for Yi and he said with an unprecedentedly subservient smirk, "Thank you so much for coming all the way here to help us, Leader Yi! I see you brought the famous Yi’s Dual Warrior and Yi’s Dual Mages!"

Yi’s Dual Mages? Feng Linacis stole a glance at the two old ladies. Were they the legendary Yi’s Dual Mages who were alleged to be Ultimate Mages?

Level 1 Soul-Power? Feng Linacis turned to the old man with his enquiring eyes. What did he mean by that? Were there different levels even when one entered the level of Soul-Power Warrior?

"Even though I’m a Level 1... " Komiz took a step forward, "I’ll still..."

Bang!

As Yi kept walking quietly, traces of Warrior Power trailed from his body and combined together into his Soul-Power! Outwardly, it was a mountain standing less than 4 meters, with sturdy arms, fists, and palms all over its body!

It was the Soul-Power of Yi, the leader of the top 3 bandit group in the frontier! Every warrior with a Golden Warrior Heart could condense his way of the warrior path and fighting techniques into a unique Soul-Power.

Since they all had different fighting techniques, ideas, and paths, their Soul-Power was naturally varied.

As the mountain took off, it suddenly turned into a huge meteorite falling from the sky and rushed against the Behemoth Soul-Power of Komiz!

"How dared you, old pal? I’m the 12th Prince!" Komiz smacked upward with his fist clenched and his Soul-Power followed suit. Suddenly air streams crashed and splashed.

But Yi, he just stood there without saying a word. Curling his lips, he pushed more force into the mountain which seemed smaller than the Behemoth one, and boom! They collided!

Upon the collision, Komiz sank into the ground almost three inches deep. All his hair stood erect. Though it was thick enough, people could see his face had already suffused deep red.

As the two Soul-Power struck against each other, a circle with center at Komiz and radius equal to ten meters vibrated like there was an earthquake. The deep-rooted grass kept shaking as if they were to be squeezed out of the soil!

Cracks crept into the huge Behemoth Soul-Power like a statue that was hit by a hammer! It seemed to be smashed into pieces at any time!

"Leader Yi, what do you mean by this?"

The Behemoth warrior behind Komiz stepped forward. His body expanded and some gray hair stuck out like steel needles! While the chunk kept swelling, his clothes burst. Just as Komiz was about to fall, this warrior’s Soul-Power rushed out and held against the mountain with a palm.

The ground couldn’t take any more impact that the soil of that circle boiled upside down as if it had been plowed by farm cattle. The grass couldn’t be seen and there was only fresh soil.

"Nothing." Yi smiled a little as he withdrew the flying mountain. "I’m just trying to show the young man how to behave."

Komiz swallowed the mouthful blood that was going to come out. In his scarlet eyes, there was anger. "How to behave? Humph! Wait till I activate the Bloodline Power again! I will kick the shit out of you!"

Looking around, Black Wind found himself in an embarrassing situation. He couldn’t offend the Barbarian prince, but the Leader Yi was also a nut job! He had a whole bandit group behind his back!

"Boss..."

A janitor approached the wretched battlefield and reported in hastiness, "The hunters... They are at the gate and asking a meet with you!"

The bandit hunters?

Black Wind smiled inwardly. The diversion appeared just in time when he couldn’t come up with a solution.

"Send them in!" Black Wind said with a gloating grin. "Let’s see who these hunters are! How dare they show up here on my territory!"

"Just three of them?" Flame almost came out from the eyes of Feng Linacis: "How did they do it, ripping off my headquarters?"

"Of course, we couldn’t do it by just three of us!" Tence Matten ridiculed as he rocked his fan. "You think we’ll all come here? We aren’t idiots like you guys! Watch out for your back every time you go out if you dared to hurt, detain or kill us!"

Before Feng Linacis stood up, a giant palm held him by the shoulder!

"Sit tight, Linacis!" With great interest, Yi measured the three unexpected guests from head to toe. The smiling man rocking a fan there seemed like an ordinary person, but in his pupils and his bones, there was obvious haughtiness! He was a man of exalted rank!

As for the man that was seven feet tall? Yi looked at Iron and made a judgment: "Just a lackey of that young man with the fan."

"And the last one? He is of spirit and calmness, but apart from the ordinary bearing, there is a certain fling, a fearless expectation of success. He is a sleeping knife wrapped in an insignificant sheath. Being the biggest threat, he is not that well-informed as other rich kids." Yi thought.

Was he n ordinary warrior? Yi rolled his eyes and the curled lips revealed a trace of appreciation. Interesting! Yi was even planning to take this warrior into his bandit group if this young man was really good.

As for the other two? Yi rested his eyes upon Tence Matten once again, but it lasted for only two seconds. "He is from a big family! There was no need to mess with him. I will just send him back to where he came from." Yi thought.

"You are the hunters?" Feng Linacis looked at Qian Jin and Tence Matten up and down. They seemed extraordinary, but they were too young! They were at most in their 20s! Even if they were bloodline warriors, they couldn’t have swept his headquarter with just the three of them.

Although the elite units had been transferred from his base, Feng Linacis was confident that with the outstanding defense system and the mages there, no bandit groups dared to launch an attack except for the Bandit King!

Without a word, Qian Jin took out a package from his Warrior Dimension and threw it to Feng Linacis! As it fell onto the ground, the cloth came unwrapped and a head covered with blood rolled out!

All the bandits present here were used to slaughters! But a rolling head at this moment really startled them!

The eyes of Feng Linacis twitched as he saw the head! It was his son! His only son!