The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse-Chapter 680 - 673: One Sword

The Taoist Priest’s words were left unfinished.

A sword, what comes after a sword?

Gao Yuan turned his head to glance, then he turned back in shock, finally noticing that the familiar mecha was missing a significant part in a very abrupt way.

In that moment, Gao Yuan finally realized what had happened.

Lizhizi was dead.

Many members of the Spark Squad had died; they were the best, handpicked from thousands, yet they were dead.

Lizhizi wasn’t chosen; he wasn’t one in a thousand; he wasn’t a warrior, just a Taoist who insisted on following them, having trekked thousands of miles with a heart yearning to save the world—and here, he had died?

To be honest, Lizhizi hadn’t been very useful along the way, but after getting a mecha, he finally found his true calling.

Lizhizi had just found his place to use his martial skills, and then he died like this?

Gao Yuan was deeply astonished; he felt that if Lizhizi had died earlier, in Shenzhou, on the way, or even before getting the mecha, it would have been easier to accept, but why, why did it have to be just as Lizhizi was about to shine brightly that he died?

A warrior meets his death before proving his worth; a hero’s tears drench his chest.

Gao Yuan was angry for Lizhizi, he had never felt such raging fury before.

In an instant, Gao Yuan’s eyes turned red.

Gao Yuan charged towards the Taoist Priest’s mecha.

Lizhizi was dead; the entire head of the mecha was gone, but the mecha’s power system was intact, so it remained standing. The plasma knife, having its own independent power supply, was also undamaged and functioned normally.

Gao Yuan rushed to the side of the Tai Chi, he turned around, his fist flew out, sending the pursuing zombie’s head flying, then he grabbed the mecha’s right arm.

The plasma knife’s disassembly was convenient, and it was external; one only needed to press a latch and twist the mecha’s right hand.

Luo Xingyu arrived behind Gao Yuan; with her left hand, her electromagnetic gun fired rapidly, piling up a wall of zombies in front of her at astonishing speed.

A zombie leaped onto Luo Xingyu’s mecha, but Taihang No. 2 got behind Luo Xingyu, its right hand cast aside the zombie, while the electromagnetic gun in its left hand began to fire sweepingly.

The two mechas created a brief moment of peace for Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan pried open the mecha’s fingers one by one, and when the palm spread open, the glow of the plasma knife vanished at once.

Taking the plasma knife off the mecha’s arm, Gao Yuan spoke softly to the headless mecha and the headless corpse of Lizhizi inside, "Taoist Priest, the poem you left unfinished, I will recite for you!"

Gao Yuan inserted his right hand into the plasma knife; designed for the mecha, it was too long and loose on his hand; the ring covering the mecha’s wrist reached Gao Yuan’s elbow and dangled.

The plasma knife was also very heavy; over thirty kilograms on a mecha’s hand was nothing, but in human hands, it would be too heavy to wave more than a few times.

But in Gao Yuan’s hands, this was not a problem.

His palm clenched with force, and the blue light of the plasma knife reappeared.

Suddenly, Gao Yuan lunged forward, turning his body and swinging his arm, producing a blue light screen.

Due to the speed, when Gao Yuan began to wield the plasma knife, the visual persistence effect made it look like a screen of light.

With one slash, the zombies crowded around Gao Yuan were cut in two, then he charged forward, swinging his right arm, and with rapid speed, he sliced through any zombie that blocked his path.

Gao Yuan leaped up; he didn’t need to, but he just wanted to leap high.

"A sword once held off a million foes!"

Swinging his arm back forcefully, Gao Yuan finished the line of poetry he knew well, because Lizhizi once recited it to him. freēwēbnovel.com

After the line was completed, Gao Yuan landed, then he waved the plasma knife, carving out a circle of no man’s land around him once again.

Gao Yuan wanted to complete the poem for Lizhizi, he had promised to finish it for Lizhizi.

But Gao Yuan’s knowledge of the classics was far inferior to Lizhizi’s, so after he recited the line about the sword that he knew, he was stuck.

"A sword!"

Gao Yuan bellowed, then he diagonally cleaved a zombie in half before him, but he still couldn’t continue, because at the moment, it really wasn’t the time to ransack his memory for poetry lines.

At that moment, Luo Xingyu suddenly declared loudly, "Once upon the Black Mountain thieves, a sword broke through the siege!"

Gao Yuan saw everything in red as he thrust his right fist forward, and the Plasma Knife severed a zombie’s head, then he bellowed, "A sword broke through the siege!"

The phrase seemed apt for the occasion, but Gao Yuan felt it wasn’t what Lizhizi intended to say, for it lacked the necessary momentum.

Luo Xingyu continued to shout, "Riding through the white battlefield, a sword, enemy of ten thousand!"

Gao Yuan used the Plasma Knife as a Shield, holding it upright in front of him with his left hand gripping his right wrist to prevent the arm holding the Plasma Knife from being knocked back by the zombies, then he charged toward the densest cluster of zombies.

"A sword, enemy of ten thousand!"

Gao Yuan roared, carving a path through the zombie horde.

Gao Yuan fought his way through a bloody path; zombies from both sides, from behind, tried to grab him, bite him, hold him, aiming to kill him, but Gao Yuan still surged forward.

No zombie could stop Gao Yuan.

Just then, Xinghe’s voice rang out.

"A sword’s glow shatters the horde of foes."

Gao Yuan heard it, and so he followed up with a loud roar, "A sword’s glow shatters the horde of foes!"

"A sword soars through the sky and then returns."

"A sword... soaring... and then returning!"

Gao Yuan leapt up and upon landing, zombies fell behind him.

"A sword passed down, accompanying this life."

Gao Yuan’s Tai Chi Sword Technique danced, blue light fluttering closely around his body but never harming him by even a hair’s breadth.

"A sword... passed down... accompanying this life!"

Under the exploding sounds and illuminating glow of the metal hydrogen shells, Gao Yuan began to chant the poetry rather than shouting out the verses.

Xinghe had reviewed the information of Shenzhou, and there in her Mecha, she was like a computer; she might not understand the grandeur and insight the poets of Shenzhou had while creating these verses, but she knew the lines.

"Unfettered I finalize my simple robe, with one sword I command the sprites. By daylight dreaming of the Isle of Immortals, at daybreak paying homage to the scriptures of Tao."

Xinghe finished a line, for she might be the person who understood Taoism best here, although she was an Alien, and she felt this line belonged to the category of the Taoist Sword.

Gao Yuan only recited one line.

"With one sword I command the sprites."

It was a verse that couldn’t resonate, but Xinghe’s following line struck a chord with Gao Yuan.

"A sword against the wind to be seen by daylight."

"A sword traversing thousands of miles."

"A sword in its time completes an emperor’s reign."

"A sword’s chill stretches across fourteen provinces!"

Xinghe led with a line, and Gao Yuan chanted out another, but after Xinghe’s last line was spoken, it reminded the berserk Gao Yuan.

"There’s one more line!"

"I know!"

Gao Yuan already knew the line Lizhizi wanted to speak of.

Inhaling deeply and observing the thinning crowd of zombies, Gao Yuan raised his arm and swiftly moved past one after another, beheading zombies as he went, and he chanted forcefully, "Ten years to forge one sword, frost blade never tested. On the day, I become a sword immortal, with one stroke I will cast a chill over the nine provinces!"

After finishing the poem, Gao Yuan landed in front of Lizhizi, leaving nothing but carnage behind him.

He reattached the Plasma Knife back onto Lizhizi’s Mecha armor, and then Gao Yuan looked at Lizhizi’s Mecha and stated solemnly, "Taoist Priest, I have finished that disjointed poem for you."