Chapter 173 - Lei Shan Escapes

Chapter 173: Chapter 164 Lei Shan EscapesThe power of the Lionheart’s Roar was immense, and members of the Silver-White family and the Basa family immediately spat blood and collapsed, unable to rise. However, this move was still somewhat lacking when it came to Lei Shan’s subordinates. S~eaʀᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

A Third Transition Peak space mage snorted coldly, heavily striking the ground with his magic wand, forming an invisible wall of space that protected everyone, instantly unraveling Eferot’s attack.

Lei Shan mocked the Golden Lion, "If that’s all you can do, what right do you have to stand in my way?"

"Heh heh." The Golden Lion sneered, "My target is you; it’s enough if I can defeat you."

Lei Shan suddenly felt something amiss. Standing so confidently before him, the opponent must have some preparation. "Capture him for me!" Act quickly to prevent unforeseen changes!

At the command, Third Transition Peak warriors moved in unison, charging at the Golden Lion. A young druid, petrified, didn’t dare to breathe, his mind struggling with decisions, but ultimately he resolutely stood before the Golden Lion and shouted, "If you want to harm His Highness, you’ll have to go through me first!"

"Get out of the way!" Eferot slapped the young druid on the forehead, "Relying on you, the weeds on my grave would be who knows how high by now."

Just as everyone thought they were about to succeed, another lion’s roar thundered in everyone’s ears. Lei Shan coughed up a mouthful of blood suddenly; just from this roar, Lei Shan was severely injured, despite being at the Early Stage Third Transition.

As for the Third Transition Peak experts who had rushed up to besiege Eferot, they all staggered back, as another majestic lion abruptly appeared before their eyes.

"War Lion Barre?!" Lei Shan’s expression was filled with fear. Barre was the nightmare of the previous generation. Back when the Lion King was young, eager to expand territories, Barre, as the Lion King’s younger brother, took on the heavy responsibility, launching a bloody conquest across the Star Sea’s dimensions. He once occupied many dimensions under the empire and even pointed his forces towards the Sacred Empire’s ally, the Eagle Alliance.

At that time, Lei Shan was just the weak second son of a duke and had once followed his father to join the siege against Barre. In that battle, the Eagle Alliance gathered five million troops, yet Barre dared to attack with just seventy thousand.

A lone war lion roamed freely among millions, penetrating deep into enemy lines with singular strength, slaying the commander and routing the Eagle Alliance.

After this battle, the name of Barre the War Lion resounded far and wide; none dared to ignore it.

"Block him for me!" Barre’s appearance left Lei Shan trembling, and he hastily ordered his subordinates to stop Barre, buying time to escape. He knew these thirty Third Transition Peak experts were no match for him. Barre was a unique species in the Lionheart bloodline, with a Sixth-Level Bloodline that evolved into an unparalleled innate skill—Magic Immunity.

Barre calmly looked at the trembling experts in front of him, speaking to the Golden Lion, "Little Te, go after Lei Shan. Leave this group to me."

"I’ve told you before, please don’t call me by my nickname," Eferot pleaded, "Uncle Barre, didn’t we agree last time?"

Barre blinked in confusion, "Last time, you didn’t let me call you Tè’er. Didn’t I refrain from doing so?"

"What’s the difference between calling me Little Te and Tè’er?" Eferot was exasperated, "Next time, just call me Zhen Luo King."

Barre disagreed, "That won’t do. That makes us, uncle and nephew, seem distant, doesn’t it? Next time, I’ll come up with a name you’ll be satisfied with."

"We’ll discuss this next time. First, I’ll go after Lei Shan." Seeing Lei Shan running farther away, the Golden Lion didn’t waste time and pursued him.

Just as Lei Shan’s Third Transition followers were about to stop him, a flash of Barre’s fist forced them back, "Your opponent is me."

"Young Druid, when Uncle Barre finishes, lead him back first," the Golden Lion gave one last instruction, then disappeared from everyone’s sight.

As for Hua En, Sangxi, and Andre, they wisely stepped back quietly. This level of battle was beyond them, and even as spectators, they might be caught in the crossfire. Thus, withdrawal was the wisest choice.

Sangxi couldn’t help but ridicule; just moments ago, they claimed no one dared to trouble them, and the next second, they were proven wrong, and quite loudly so. In the face of Barre’s threat, Lei Shan was decisively swift, abandoning everyone and fleeing faster than anyone.

Barre faced thirty peaks while the Golden Lion went after Lei Shan, leaving the young druid bored, spotting the two family members sneaking away, and yelled, "Hey, hey, hey, don’t leave. Come spar with me!"

Upon hearing the young druid’s braying, Hua En was furious. Despite being a Third Transition Peak, how could this dumb bear, obviously Second Transition, have the nerve to ask him to spar?

The more Hua En thought about it, the angrier he became. Before the young druid could act, he attacked first.

But just as he lifted his hand, a golden palm smacked him violently into the ground.

Barre agreed with the young druid’s view, saying, "As the Zhen Luo King’s first trusted aide, you do indeed need a lot of training. I’ve already dealt with this nuisance for you."

"Alright!" The young druid laughed, diving into the crowd of the two families, launching into the battle. With Barre watching over him, the young druid didn’t have to worry about his safety, and if anyone among them beyond the Third Transition dared to act against him, they would face Barre’s fist.

As for the thirty peak experts blocked by Barre, as shameful as it might sound, they truly couldn’t win. How many peaks were there among the five hundred million troops back then? At least four to five hundred, and all were defeated by Barre. Thus, remaining inactive now wasn’t a sign of incompetence or cowardice but was, rather, a testament to their wisdom.

They exchanged looks, and from each other’s eyes, they read the same signal: if the enemy doesn’t move, neither do we. As long as Barre wouldn’t leave, they were successful. After all, Lei Shan might still have a way out in the Golden Lion’s hands, but if Barre gave chase instead, it would mean certain death.

As for Barre, he had no intention of killing them either. In recent years, the Eagle Alliance’s internal factions advocating for breaking the imperial alliance to incorporate it into the alliance territory had become vocal. Barre was quite pleased to see discord between the empire and the Eagle Alliance. In his view, the fracture between the Eagle Alliance and the empire would occur within a century. Killing these people now would only prematurely solve the empire’s problems, something he refused to do.

"What a bunch of fools!" Lei Shan cursed at the closing Golden Lion behind him, then drew a scroll from his Space Ring, infused it with magic power, and threw it back at Eferot.

The scroll erupted in mid-air, and a roaring behemoth of fiery elements appeared out of nowhere. Eferot was unafraid, smashing his fist into the dragon’s head. The fire dragon halted, then immediately shattered.

This move’s ineffectiveness didn’t surprise Lei Shan. He continued pulling out scrolls in droves, hurling them back like grenades at the Golden Lion behind him.

The exploding scrolls transformed into various bizarre elemental creatures. They looked terrifying, but Eferot could finish them off with just two punches.

"These creatures summoned by a Low-Level Scroll can’t stop me," said the Golden Lion in a deep voice, "You can’t escape from my grasp."

"Screw you!" Lei Shan cursed while continuing to throw scrolls, "If I can delay you for a second, I will!"

"Heh heh," the Golden Lion sneered, "Then give it a try."

After speaking, Eferot’s speed soared, closing most of the distance that had opened up earlier, causing Lei Shan to break out in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and pulled another scroll from his Space Ring.

This time, he didn’t throw it at anyone else but used it on himself.

A green light flashed, imbuing Lei Shan with wind element support, nearly doubling his fleeing speed. Though the acceleration was brief, it was enough to remove him from the Golden Lion’s sight.

Eferot paused, cursing angrily, "How many life-saving gadgets does this bastard have?"

The acceleration scroll was called the Thousand Li Wind Chase, a magic tool that a Third Transition wind mage could create, consuming an entire wind mage’s magic power to produce each scroll. Hence, the speed boost granted was extremely high, akin to the speed of light.

In practical use, such speed enhancement was already top-tier. Normal space transmissions required casting time. In a chase, who would give you time to prepare these?

Losing his target left the Golden Lion furious. Losing the trail was an embarrassing failure for a lion.

"Umm..."

"Who?!" The Golden Lion, hearing a noise, turned abruptly but saw no one—only a sign at his feet reading: Two hundred kilometers ahead.

The Golden Lion furrowed his brow, pondered briefly, then pursued in the direction indicated by the sign.