The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 699 - Swear to Never Comply_1

Chapter 699: Chapter 699: Swear to Never Comply_1

Chapter 699 -699: Swear to Never Comply_1

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As a result, the Samurai of Sakura Nation, when witnessing this scene, did not dare to clash directly with him, and instead kept their distances, pulling away from the fray.

Simultaneously, the hidden weapons in their hands rapidly stabbed toward the boar, and upon collision with its body, there was a sudden crackling sound.

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Fortunately, the boar’s skin had become incredibly tough due to the enhancement of its Bloodline, making it difficult for the hidden weapons to penetrate its defenses.

On the contrary, the Samurai of Sakura Nation who were hit by him ended up with their bodies covered in spikes the length of half an arm, with some even being gruesomely pierced through, looking utterly disastrous.

Charles Smith realized that if the battle continued this way, even a large number of his men would easily suffer at the opponent’s hands, and he quickly yelled to the many Ninjas behind him:

“Baga, don’t just stand there, blast him with your Ninjutsu scrolls! Hmph, I want to see whether his hide is thicker or our Ninjutsu more formidable!”

Swish, swish, swish!

As soon as his voice had fallen,

over thirty Ninjas immediately formed hand seals and threw their scrolls high into the air.

Boom!

Immediately after, a surge of cold ice energy burst forth, instantly lowering the surrounding temperature by several tens of degrees.

Next, a nearly ten-meter-long water dragon appeared, crashing madly upon the boar like a hanging river from the heavens.

Strangely enough, when the water hit the boar, it did not inflict significant damage.

Instead, under the effect of the cold ice energy, a layer of ice about ten centimeters thick instantly formed on its body.

This trapped him on the spot, and with the ice so thick, the boar had difficulty breaking through it from the inside.

“Boar!!”

Viper, sensing something was off, quickly scattered a cloud of poison powder towards the Ninjas, hoping to buy the boar some time.

However, she hadn’t expected that under the cold ice stream, the poison powder would freeze instantly into heavy particles.

Before it could spread far, it all fell to the ground like hailstones.

Boom!

Then, a Fire Dragon, raging with red flames imbued by the power of a scroll, fiercely struck the immobilized boar.

This sent him flying, crashing down onto a mound of earth, looking utterly dejected.

The intense flames melted the ice encasing him, and the sharp spikes ignited into black smoke.

Moreover, under this intense bombardment, the others following Viper and the boar were all sacrificed.

At this moment, only the two of them were left at Dragon King’s Palace, and both were in a wounded state.

The people of Cherrywood wore smug expressions, tauntingly saying:

“Now you should finally understand just how great the gap is between you two pieces of trash and the mighty Samurai of our Sakura Nation, right?”

“Here’s one last chance for you, only if…”

“Ptui!”

However, what Charles Smith had never expected was that before he could finish speaking, Viper spat a mouthful of saliva fiercely on his face.

The saliva, mixed with the smell of blood and odour, infuriated him completely, and in a fit of rage, Charles Smith cursed vehemently:

“Baga yarou, it looks like you two pieces of trash prefer punishment over a toast! If that’s how you want it, then go to hell!”

Boom!

With that, he quickly formed hand seals with both hands, and the Fire Dragon, swirling with extremely high temperature, once again swooped down, locking onto the two and striking hard.

Whirring—

But in that moment, everyone suddenly heard a high-speed whirring sound in their ears.

Following closely behind, they saw a multitude of golden, shimmering objects, whose names they did not know, densely hurtling towards them.

“What… what’s going on?!”

Charles Smith, a level five powerhouse, had the fastest reactions among them and was the first to sense the incoming projectiles.

Without a second thought, he immediately turned and fled, simultaneously drawing his katana, striving to fend them off and expanding his Divine Sense in an attempt to locate the person attacking from the shadows.

Unfortunately, to his surprise, within thirty meters, not a blade of grass stirred, nor could he detect the slightest breath of life; these Light Darts seemed to appear out of thin air.

Meanwhile, the situation for the other Samurai of Sakura Nation was looking bleak.

Even though they had also detected the approach of the projectiles in advance, the darts were moving too fast, leaving them no time to react.

In an instant, the darts pierced right through the center of their chests, felling nearly a hundred men who collapsed into pools of their own blood.

Only a few ninjas holding Substitute Scrolls managed to swap places just in time to narrowly avoid the stealthy ambush of the projectiles.

Even so, this maneuver cost them heavily, leaving them in a state of complete disarray.

Even the Fire Dragon they had summoned previously exploded under the concentrated attack of the darts, missing the chance to get close to the boars.

“Damn it! Who!? Who is it?”

“We are the honorable Samurai of Sakura Nation, who dares to oppose us?”

Charles Smith, furious and incredulous, scanned his surroundings, cursing vehemently.

He was well aware that anyone capable of instantly killing so many of his members in a blink of an eye had to be a force not to be underestimated.

Perhaps their cultivation and realm were far beyond his own.

“This…”

At the same time, both the severely wounded boar and snake looked at each other in astonishment, clearly not expecting someone to secretly come to their rescue at this critical moment.

Yet, who would take the risk of offending Cherrywood and intervene on their behalf, coming to the aid of the people from Dragon King’s Palace?

Suddenly, just when everyone was utterly baffled, there came a faint sound of footsteps not far away, and they saw a figure approaching them with an indifferent expression on his face.

“What?”

Charles Smith frowned deeply, obviously not expecting the person who had secretly attacked to be so young, just a little over twenty years old.

When he was at that age, he was still trailing behind others, running errands.

On the other hand, the snake and boar recognized the newcomer’s face and exclaimed excitedly:

“Lord Dragon King!”

Indeed! The person was none other than Greg Jensen, who had just arrived on the scene.

He had spotted the two Dragon King’s Palace subordinates surrounded and in dire straits from afar, so he stepped in at the last critical moment.

Had he arrived even a moment later, he might have lost two of his main warriors.

“What? You, you’re the Dragon King of Dragon King’s Palace?”

The many ninjas of Sakura Nation stared at Greg Jensen in disbelief, truly not expecting this seemingly ordinary young man to be the very Dragon King they had been searching for.

For a moment, their faces showed a look of wary respect.

Even though they had always clamored about eliminating the Dragon King to regain control over the Eight countries in Southeast,

upon seeing Greg Jensen in person, they could not help but feel an unprecedented sense of oppression emanating from him.

Just by standing there, he gave them an indescribable feeling of unease.

It was bizarre!

They were strong warriors of level four and five themselves; even if there was a gap between them and the Dragon King, it shouldn’t have been so vast.