Chapter 214: Chapter 135: I’m Not Venting My Anger, I Respect You (Vote for Recommendation)_4

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“Swoosh!”

With a swing of his sword, he amputated Sigurian’s legs.

“You motherfucker…”

As Sigurian’s legs hit the ground, they were instantly devoured by blood-red flames, which also coiled around the stumps, bringing him unimaginable, excruciating pain.

Luckily, the Holy Shield Shackles quickly wrapped around the stumps of his limbs, and while they once again suppressed Sigurian, they also extinguished the blood-red flames.

“How’s that, have I shown you enough respect?”

Respecting your enemy means bringing your A-game, keeping a tight watch, and not giving them the slightest chance to probe for weaknesses.

Venting anger?

How could this be seen as venting anger?

A person as calm as Bailuo, how could he do something out of anger?

On the contrary, if Bailuo hadn’t done this, it would mean he was underestimating his opponent, taking Sigurian lightly, and that would bring shame upon the People of Yatun.

This was the very principle Uncle had taught Bailuo and his senior sister since they were young.

If you can kill, don’t let them live.

If you can cripple, don’t let them stand.

“I admit it’s a good move,” Bailuo said, “but it seems I am still not cautious enough, nor do I respect your power enough.”

“Spurt!!”

Feeling it was not enough, Bailuo also chopped off both of Sigurian’s arms.

Anyway, as long as the Miracle Power is withdrawn, Sigurian could recover; to the Miracle Citizens, such injuries were nothing.

So, more than his wounds, what frustrated Sigurian even more was Bailuo’s meticulous attitude.

Was this really fucking necessary?!

Sigurian: Two Kings are watching me, one of them, and you motherfuckers even amputate my limbs; can you get any more shameless?!

“Good.”

“Very good!”

Sigurian bore the intense pain before sneering, “But I want to see how you’re going to break through. Even if you can run, your army will surely suffer heavy losses. Half dead!”

“Swoosh swoosh!”

“Ahh~~~”

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than his senior sister fired two bursts of Fighting Spirit from her fingers, instantly exploding Sigurian’s eyeballs from afar.

In the forthcoming war, although their position had been exposed, it was still better to disclose less than more.

“What needed to be done is done.”

Looking at the Baiying Yin fluttering in the sky, the senior sister relayed her command, “I’ll heal him first and then come over. You go and take command.”

“I leave it to you.”

Bailuo’s eyes flickered with a golden light as he slowly levitated from the deck. Seeing this, Nors hurriedly asked, “Boss, what about me, me?”

“Nors, you stay here as well, protect the Queen.”

“Yes!”

Although he couldn’t join the battle, the task of guarding was just as important, especially since Bailuo had instructed, “You watch the battlefield closely, remember more, learn more.”

Others were soldiers, the vanguard.

But Nors, Bailuo wanted to mold him into a general capable of leading troops, a Great General.

What kind of Great General charges into the front lines of battle?

Nors was already strong enough, that was recognized by both his senior sister and Bailuo. Hence, instead of combat experience, he should be learning command.

“Please be careful!”

Nors watched Bailuo leave and by his side, his senior sister positioned the Holy Sword before her, both hands pressing at the bottom of the hilt.

At the same time, a continuous surge of Miracle Power flowed out of her, sweeping towards the location of the Yatun Legion.

Though numerous, the army of Sea Beasts possessed unimpressive strength.

Truth be told, to Bailuo and his senior sister as they were now, these Sea Beasts were barely a concern.

Just right, let the People of Yatun use them for training…

“Captain, wait for me.”

Sherri followed Bailuo, pouting, because he hadn’t ridden her into battle.

Heading into a battle on foot rather than mounted, wasn’t that like stripping down without ‘getting on’?

Sherri: Master, ride me quickly, really~~~

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