The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 503 The Unexpected Blade Aura

"Does it make a difference?" The white-haired old man smiled and changed the subject. "Mrs Charleston, now you should be able to tell us what we want to know, right?"

"What do you think?" Bessie Charleston replied coldly.

"You still don't want to talk? In that case, we'll have to force it out of you!" Dale Waitz, the No-Trace Wanderer, said in a stern tone. He moved forward, and at the same time, he raised his hand, sending out several powerful palm winds.

At this moment, Bessie could only mobilize her War Emperor-level power. Faced with Dale Waitz's attack, her pupils contracted. But she couldn't sit idly by. She furrowed her brows and unleashed several sword beams in response.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Their attacks collided, and Bessie was sent flying backward immediately. She crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her aura even more weakened.

Dale Waitz didn't intend to stop there. He followed up with more palm strikes, sending out powerful shockwaves.

"Mrs Charleston, we're here to help you!"

Just then, two figures rushed over, one wielding a sword and the other a blade. They both unleashed a chilling aura as they attacked Dale Waitz.

The two of them were Bob Stokes and lan Blade.

Initially, Bob, lan and Azure Fang had been watching from the sidelines without taking action. However, when they saw Arthur's group gradually being pushed back, they decided to join the battle, along with the several hundred comrades they had brought along.

However, even with their assistance, the situation was still far from optimistic.

Even with their participation, the situation remained far from optimistic.

In the Ink Pavilion's three factions, apart from Quillan, Wilmot Wainwright, and Dale Waitz, the others were also formidable in their own right. Particularly Rory Allen, the other Deputy Sect Master of Ink Pavilion possessed the genuine cultivation of a War God-Emperor, and despite Arthur bringing another War God-Emperor powerhouse, he still fell short compared to Rory Allen.

Aside from Rory Allen, Ink Pavilion had one leader and two Pavilion Kings left, all of whom had mid to late-stage War Emperor strength, with the War Sovereign being a half-step War God-Emperor. Furthermore, among the forces from the Heavenly Dragon Sect and those brought by Dale Waitz, there were three or four late-stage War Emperors.

Among Arthur, Bessie, and their group, aside from the one War God-Emperor powerhouse, the most formidable were one complete War Emperor and three peak War Emperors.

The battle between the two sides had barely begun when it became evident that Arthur's side was at a disadvantage, with many sustaining serious injuries.

After Bob and others joined the battle, they teamed up to defeat two peak War Emperors, slightly improving their situation. Just as they began to catch their breath, Bessie found herself in a dangerous situation, and the two of them rushed over.

"Where did you two kids come from? Do you think your lives are too long?" Dale Waitz sneered, raising his hand to block their attacks with two palm winds. Even though he had some injuries, he could still unleash the power of a War God-Emperor, so he didn't take Bob Stokes and his companion seriously.

"Who are you two?" Bessie looked at them, slightly puzzled.

"Our boss sent us!" lan Blade replied.

"Boss? Is your boss Commander Gardner, King of the West?" Bessie asked.

"Yes!" lan nodded.

"No wonder!" Bessie seemed to have figured something out.

"Mrs Charleston, take this pill, then take a rest, and leave him to us!" Bob took out a pill from his pocket and handed it to Bessie.

"Thank you!" Bessie took the pill and swallowed it. She continued, "The two of you are no match for him. We'll fight together."

"All right!" Bob nodded. He knew full well Dale Waitz's strength. Even if he and lan joined forces, they were no match, at most delaying some time.

"So you're sent by King of the West!" Dale Waitz said after hearing their conversation, his eyes narrowing slightly. "King of the West couldn't come himself and sent you two kids to your deaths?" "Attack!" lan charged forward with his blade.

"Be careful!" Bob followed closely.

Bessie didn't hesitate either, taking a deep breath and then using her wrist to create several sword auras, slashing at Dale Waitz.

"You're underestimating yourself!" Dale Waitz sneered, his eyes narrowing, and he casually raised his hand to block their attacks with a few palm winds.

Although Dale had some injuries, the three of them were no match for him, even though they used their strongest techniques. After a few muffled sounds, all three were sent flying and landed heavily on the ground, their breathing severely disrupted.

"Again!" lan got up from the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and charged once more.

He continued to move his wrist, creating a mysterious pattern in the air, forming Infinite Blade, and unleashing a gust of wind.

"Infinite Blade? I didn't expect you to be from the Blade Sect!" Dale Waitz's eyes narrowed. "Too bad, even if your blade technique is ten percent as good as Blade Lord's, you might have been able to hold your own for a few rounds. But as you are now, you're simply too weak!"

While speaking, he advanced, and his palm wind's roared out. The powerful attack tore through lan's blade aura, landing heavily on his chest. lah spat out another mouthful of blood and tumbled several somersaults before lying down. At the same time as lan launched his attack, Bob Stokes's sword aura struck Dale Waitz's defense aura at top speed.

However, to his frustration, it had no effect at all. It only pushed Dale Waitz back a few steps. Bessie's sword techniques were similarly unable to break through the defense, and her arm was even numbed. "If you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" Dale Waitz stabilized himself and looked at Bob Stokes. He immediately increased his aura to the limit. In no time, the aura of a War God-Emperor condensed again. "Die!" Dale said coldly and swept a palm like a mountain towards Bob.

"Watch out!" Bessie and lan shouted at the same time, but they couldn't catch up in time.

Bob naturally sensed the power of this strike and felt that Dale Waitz had no intention of sparing his life. If he were hit by this palm, he figured he'd bid farewell to the world.

Whoosh!

Just then, a blood-red blade aura descended from the sky, tearing through the void. Wherever the blade aura passed, the surrounding air seemed to turn blood-red.

"Hmm?" Dale immediately felt an overwhelming sense of impending danger, and cold sweat drenched his body. His pupils shrank to the size of

a needle. He wanted to dodge, but he realized his escape route seemed to have been completely seated. There was no way out. Without hesitation, he quickly channeled his full power to form a defensive aura, attempting to block this strike.

The incredibly sharp blade aura easily shattered his War God-Emperor level defense aura like an eggshell. The blade aura descended from above, and a few hundred meters of ground were instantly carved into a deep trench.