Chapter 960: It’s Not That the Government Is Incompetent

Governor Rabbit, leading an army of over ten thousand rabbits skilled only in carrot farming, looked out at the fifty-odd fearsome ghosts outside the city walls. Feeling utterly helpless, he turned to his aide and cried out, “Quickly inform the higher-ups that ghosts are attacking the city. We need reinforcements!”

His aide gave a bitter smile, “The coastal counties are in disarray, and our army is suffering defeats. Where can we find reinforcements? The higher-ups are already at their wits’ end.”

“What should we do then? What should we do?” Governor Rabbit hopped anxiously on the city walls, his ears flapping wildly.

Just then, a blonde foreigner suddenly appeared, leading a large group of practitioners.

Governor Rabbit was utterly confused and asked the foreigner, named Robb, “What are you Westerners up to?”

Robb sat on the city wall with a stern face and said, “Step aside. I don’t have time for idle chatter. I’m taking over the defense of this city.”

Governor Rabbit screamed, “Ah! Guards! This foreigner is rebelling, trying to seize my city!”

A female practitioner from the Blood Hand Sect floated by and knocked Governor Rabbit to the ground with a single punch.

The ten thousand soldiers watched as their governor was beaten, yet not a single one stepped forward. They huddled together, their fluffy heads filled with terror. These were practitioners, after all—extremely fierce people who wouldn’t hesitate to behead a rabbit.

Robb glanced at them disdainfully, thinking, “This Rabbit Kingdom is probably nearing the end of its era. In a few years, it might be replaced by a new dynasty. Who knows? With soldiers like these, the kingdom is not far from collapse.”

He shook his head, dismissing the thought. Turning his gaze outside the city, he saw the fifty ghosts flaunting their might, acting as if they could wipe out this populous city with just fifty men.

Robb pointed at the ghosts and said to the practitioners behind him, “Look at these ghosts. With just a handful of them, they dare to penetrate deep into our Rabbit Kingdom’s heartland. They clearly have no respect for our great nation. Don’t you feel ashamed?”

The practitioners behind him murmured, “It’s the incompetence of the government.”

Robb snorted, “Incompetent government or not, what about you? The ghosts don’t care if you’re from the government or the martial world. They’re looking down on the entire Rabbit Kingdom. Do you think you can exempt yourself by blaming the government?”

The practitioners thought for a moment and realized he was right. The ghosts were not just disrespecting the government; they were looking down on all rabbits.

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“Enough talk!” Robb pointed at the ghosts below the city walls. “Go and deal with those ghosts.”

Spurred on and not daring to disobey Robb, the practitioners let out a series of war cries and leapt from the walls. The walls of this city were about eight meters high—a height that would severely injure an average rabbit. But these experts descended as if hopping off a small step, effortlessly landing and darting towards the ghosts.

The ghosts had just defeated an army of ten thousand and were feeling triumphant, thinking the Rabbit Kingdom was defenseless. To their surprise, a large group of seemingly powerful rabbits leapt from the city walls. These rabbits were dressed like practitioners, some with bulging temples, some appearing sage-like, and others resembling scholarly gentlemen. They all seemed formidable.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of the ghosts.

The ghosts were taken aback. One of them raised his spear and shouted, “Eightfold Victory!”

The spear moved like a dragon, sweeping towards the practitioners. This “Eightfold Victory” technique was a unique skill of the ghost race, an incredibly powerful area-of-effect attack capable of injuring multiple enemies.

The ghost had used this move to scatter the rabbit soldiers earlier and thought it would work again. However…

These practitioners were not so easily dealt with. They dodged, leapt, and spun, displaying a variety of complex moves. The ghost’s sweeping spear missed every single one of them, leaving him momentarily stunned.

The next instant, the ghost was hit by over twenty different concealed weapons—darts, nails, chess pieces, coins, small stones—leaving his body riddled with bloody holes.

Confused, the ghost collapsed!

Another ghost wielding dual blades charged forward, swinging both swords and shouting, “Heaven and Earth Dual Strike!”

The blades flashed, aiming at the fastest-approaching practitioner.

The practitioner sneered and drew his own blade—a thick-backed, gold-inlaid ghost-head knife. With one slash, he broke both of the ghost’s swords and sent his head flying into the air.

The ghosts behind were shocked. A ghost mage began chanting and waved his hands, “All Things in Nature!”

Another practitioner countered, waving his hands, “Five Elements of Heaven and Earth!”

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth—five-colored lights converged in mid-air, colliding with each other.

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The techniques of the ghost race originated from the Daoist arts of the Rabbit Kingdom. Though they were derived from the original, they couldn’t surpass it. The “All Things in Nature” technique was easily dispersed by the “Five Elements of Heaven and Earth,” which then struck the ghost mage squarely in the chest, sending him flying a great distance.

The ghost mage was terrified and quickly cast, “Art of Smog!”

A white mist rose, and the remaining ghosts hurriedly tried to escape.

However, a practitioner from the evil sect raised his peachwood sword and pointed at the mist, chanting, “Soldiers and practitioners, line up in formation—Break!”

The Art of Smog was instantly dispelled.

The evil sect Daoist then flicked another spell, “By the command of the Supreme Lord—Freeze!”

It was a binding spell. The ghosts felt their bodies stiffen, their movements significantly slowed.

The ghost mage quickly formed a hand seal and shouted, “Soldiers and practitioners, line up in front—Break!”

However, his attempt failed to dispel the evil sect practitioner’s spell; it had no effect whatsoever. His skill level was far inferior to that of the evil sect experts.

The evil sect practitioners surged forward, their blades slashing wildly. In an instant, the fifty-odd ghosts were annihilated.

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