Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 832: The invasion has a different reason

Tamur was over four meters tall, not much different from Feng Heshou, but he was much stronger and more sturdy. His body, as broad as a wall, was covered with muscles as hard as rocks. When he stood there, due to the projection of light and shadow from above in the hall, his shadow almost reached Chen Chuan's feet.

Chen Chuan listened to his fluent Dashun dialect, hummed, and said, "So what do you want, sir?"

"What, are you here to negotiate with me? Bah!" Tamur spat on the ground. With a crackling sound, gravel flew everywhere and a shallow pit appeared on the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense. You don't even want to talk. I've already told you what I want. Why are you asking me now? You either agree or refuse. There's no room for negotiation!"

Chen Chuan glanced at him. His tone was very firm. Anyone who could become a fighter should not be a fool. He should know what kind of power a strong country like Dashun could bring out.

And now this attitude either means that this person is just like that. Even though he knows you are very powerful, he just refuses to compromise, or he has something to rely on and is not afraid of falling out with the Dashun government.

In any case, he had no intention of discussing with the other party the issue of right and wrong here. The game between countries never talks about these things. The complexity involved is far from being summarized in a simple sentence or two. Conflict and cooperation run through the entire process, and using judgments that are close to morality cannot touch the root of the problem at all.

Fortunately, there is no need to think about these at the moment.

He took a look at the broken jade embedded in the armrest. Since he had already seen it and the other party was unwilling to talk to him properly, he might as well solve the matter in the most direct way.

It seemed that at this moment Tamur felt his thoughts. His spirit tensed up and his body suddenly rose taller. The huge shadow under his feet spread outward rapidly, all the way to Chen Chuan's body, and continued to rise upwards, soon covering his head.

Chen Chuan looked up and saw that Tamur's outer clothes were stretched open, revealing his dark green upper body. His hair had turned scarlet red and was fluttering like flames. Two arms grew on each side of his back, and a fluttering scarlet light emanated from around his body.

His fangs were exposed on his face, and his bulging eyes looked like a ferocious evil god under the lights in the hall.

The appearance of Mahamati, the king of heaven.

Mahārī is the patron saint and god of war in the legend of the Besa Khanate. Tamr visualizes this god as his own god. In history, it was this god who fought against foreign evil gods, which led to the existence of the Besa people.

He himself is deeply in harmony with this external appearance. He cannot accept any oppression and humiliation from the outside world, even if it is only temporary. He will only have a boundless fire of anger rising in his heart, and will try to use this fire to burn all the invading enemies!

He leaned forward slightly at this moment, and the field squeezed and emitted dense flashes like lightning. After a moment, he pressed down suddenly, and the biological fields of both sides in the field suddenly shattered. Then his huge body seemed to cover the figure of Chen Chuan in front of him.

White flames rose from Chen Chuan's body. He looked at the six hands in front of him falling towards him. He did not dodge or retreat. Instead, he placed one hand at the side of his body. Then, a highly condensed spiritual fire appeared on his palm. The light flickered there, making his whole body look white. The whole hall became extremely dazzling.

Tamur had a grim smile on his face, but when he saw the ball of light and felt the power contained in it, his expression suddenly changed. He immediately gave up the idea of ​​attacking. He withdrew all six arms and protected his body in front of him. The red flames flowing from his body gathered in front of him.

At this time, Chen Chuan took a step forward, and as his center of gravity pressed forward, the hand holding the spiritual light was naturally moved up, and then he pushed off with his foot and swung forward suddenly!
That ball of highly concentrated energy instantly crossed a short distance and slammed into Tamur. At that moment, the impact of the spiritual fire of both sides caused the sand cliff to tremble like an earthquake.

After Chen Chuan mastered one of the Great Bright Light Styles, his spiritual power benefited and grew, and the power of the condensed spiritual fire also increased.

In this narrow terrain environment for a fighter, he used this most destructive attack method without hesitation.

You have to know that every bit of a fighter's physical strength is precious. They would rather slowly test the enemy and then deliver a fatal blow. Unless there is a clear tactical purpose, such as blocking or testing, they seldom use an attack method that consumes a lot of energy.

But Chen Chuan not only has no way to replenish it, but also the country is backing this mission and providing him with the resources for this operation, so he can fight as soon as he finds the real culprit.

At this moment, on Tamur's side, his six arms tightly pressed down the spiritual light ball that was rushing towards him. Every muscle in his body was tense, and the jumping red flames on his body kept gathering forward, trying to suppress it.

However, he couldn't help but move backwards at a very fast speed. He felt that he was losing his center of gravity and his body was feeling dizzy. He knew that he couldn't go on like this.

With his body shaking violently, he had no choice but to push hard, but this sudden force destroyed the balance he had managed to maintain. With a loud bang, a huge flash of light could be seen in the sky above Shahlan in the night sky full of wind and sand. Where Chen Chuan was standing, more than half of the original hall had disappeared. In front of him was a large open space created by the explosion. The original buildings were completely gone. The turbid night sky behind could be seen outside the large gap. After a while, the air that had been pushed away quickly flowed back with a whistling sound.

He looked at the figure in front of him who was barely still standing. The spiritual light on Tamur's body had almost disappeared, with only a few strands floating on his shoulders. The clothes on his lower body had long become tattered, and three of his grown arms were broken. The surface of his body was bumpy and covered with rolled up flesh, and it could be seen that a large part of the wound was attached to and eroded by the platinum spiritual light.

He was panting heavily. He didn't expect that the power of the spiritual fire just now was so strong. Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't resist it.

It seems that Dashun is serious this time, so the fighters he sent this time are so powerful.

But so what?

He stood up again, and the flesh on his broken arm squirmed a few times, but the erosion of the spiritual fire hindered the growth of the alienated tissue, and the damaged part of the broken arm could not be repaired.

But he still stood upright and stared at Chen Chuan, releasing all his blood and essence without hesitation, and his body began to swell again. This was a strange change that he had not yet mastered, but it might cause him to die or lose control, but he didn't seem to care at all.

Chen Chuan took a step forward and pushed the ground with his back foot. The air that had just recovered around him was once again forcibly pushed away. He leaped forward at an extremely fast speed, came in front of Tamur, and then kicked him.
Even though Tamur was seriously injured, his reaction was not slow and his body responded first. However, the spiritual fire in his body was melted by the impact just now and only a very small amount remained. It was unable to block the light and power carried by this kick.

With a bang, the kick hit him right on the forehead. A force rushed into his skull and he lost consciousness in an instant. His huge body flew backwards and slowly retreated before landing, returning to his previous size and appearance, and then fell dozens of meters away with a bang.

Chen Chuan did not go up to kill him, because when he came, his superiors had told him that if possible, he should try not to kill the opponent's fighter, because this could easily lead to international disputes and put the Dashun government on the passive side.

Moreover, as far as he is concerned, if he kills this person, it will be very difficult to get approval to go abroad in the future, and other countries will directly reject his entry request on this basis.

He turned around, walked to the side, and looked at a certain place. The crushed sand and gravel there slowly separated, and a piece of jade fragment floated out from it and slowly came in front of him.

This was a piece of jade with an obvious crack. On the surface, it looked no different from ordinary jade, but he could feel that it was extremely hard and very heavy. But after coming into contact with his biological field, it became extremely light, as if it had no weight.

On the smooth remaining surface, one could still see some tiny inscriptions, which should have been the hymns to heaven at that time. He put the things into the envelope he had prepared in advance, put it in his pocket, and then walked away. After a while, a thunderous sound was heard in the distance in the air.

Ten minutes after he left, a tall figure came out and stood in front of Tamur. Tamur grinned and said, "I knew you were back. Come on, kill me, brother. Use my death to replenish your strength, use it to defeat the enemy, and exchange for the rebirth of the Besa Khanate."

The figure said, "Is it worth it?"

Tamer did not answer, but muttered in a low voice with lifeless eyes: "Mahaprajnaparamita, infinite fire, infinite light, infinite power, releases the boundless Dharma, and saves all disasters..."

"An alien infection?" The tall figure looked at him with a hint of pity in his eyes.

If a fighter who practices the abnormal phase cannot protect himself, he will be infected by the abnormal phase he visualizes and his personality and thoughts will be affected. Tamur has obviously been affected too much, and he feels sympathetic about it, but he will not be soft-hearted because of this. On the contrary, this kind of strength is what he needs.

He raised his hand, and a blue-purple spiritual light emanated from it, but at this moment, he suddenly took a step back, and a streak of light passed across his forehead and flew into the darkness.

He looked back and saw Chen Chuan standing quietly at the gap, as if he had never left before.

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(End of this chapter)