My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1671

Just when everyone was in despair, the three ancestral weapons emitted its light once more. This light felt like despair for the orcs, but it meant absolutely hope to the humans.

"He's back!"

"Has he returned?"

"It's him!"

"He's finally back." There was a hint of relief on Gardiner's face.

At that moment, there was only one person in everyone's mind.

"How dare you, monsters! Eat this, Heavenly Sky Dragon!" A vigorous voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

"Oh, crap!" Gardiner inhaled deeply as he saw the fat figure approaching the battlefield from the air and said, "I even got all emotional for this."

Ranjeet arrived in the sky. He wore a kasaya and held a long stick in his hand. As he swung the long stick, it expanded and instantly grew up to 10 meters thick, and eliminated all of the orcs in its way.

As for the three ancestral weapons that were once again shining, they floated behind Ranjeet, constantly emitting rays of light, blinding anyone who tried to look directly at Ranjeet.

"Who is that?" Ranulfo asked as he looked at Ranjeet.

"The God of the Sun." Gardiner replied. "This time, he is worthy of this name."

Ranjeet floated in the air. That was an ability the ancestral weapons have given him. He looked at the orcs and said, "How dare you ignore me, monsters?! All of you can forget about winning this battle now that I have arrived!"

Ranjeet's tone was loud and powerful, he spoke confidently and steadily, pausing between his words clearly.

Gardiner looked at the fat man from the ground in amazement. "When did this fatso become like this?"

Ranjeet looked below himself vaguely after he said those words. Upon noticing some female soldiers looking at him with admiration, he was incredibly pleased. He had been reciting this sentence over and over the whole time as he sped over to the scene.

The three great ancient kungfu families were unable to summon those three ancestral weapons all at once, but Ranjeet could, and that was because he was worthy!

Ranjeet shouted loudly and waved his arm, "Attention comrades! Follow my lead, charge!"

"Charge!" The morale of the humans was lifted once more.

The gigantic shield of the Bai family rose in the air and expanded into a monstrous wall, crushing down on the battlefield, separated the forces of the orcs.

The Mountain and River Chart floated in the air. Golden rays of light shone down onto the battlefield and shadows of mountains and rivers appeared from the sky. When the shadows came crashing down, it was as though they were all real, smashing numerous orcs into paste, it was impossible for them to survive against those shadows.

The blood- red axe chopped down on the battlefield again. A fan- shaped blast appeared within the radius of a hundred meters from the strike, obliterating all of the orcs within that area, not leaving any trace of blood or flesh.

The stick in Ranjeet's hand grew rapidly, just like the legendary Sacred Needle that stilled the sea. One end shot into the sky, and the other end was stamped firmly onto the ground. Ranjeet stood atop it and watched over the battlefield like a king.

There was no need for him to do anything else, the Mountain and River Chart, as well as the Blood Axe were fully activated, obliterating the orcs rapidly, as if they were ice melting under the heat of the summer sun.

At that moment, Gaspare was not holding his usual horsetail whisk, instead he held a gigantic hammer. It was that hammer in his hand that made breaking the wall possible, only an ancestral weapon was capable of doing that.

With a flash, Ranjeet stood atop the stick once more and said as he looked down below at Gaspare, "Who is it? Reveal your name!"

"Ha ha." Gaspare sneered, "A mere brat has the audacity to ask for my name. The young ones nowadays are really getting more and and arrogant."

"Don't try to act so high and might in front of me, you old fart!" Ranjeet yelled at him, "Come up here and fight me if you've got balls. I'd take you on for three hundred rounds if you like."

"Three hundred rounds?" Gaspare raised his head and looked at Ranjeet. "If you can last thirty rounds with me, I'll consider you a young hero!"

As Gaspare spoke, he swung the hammer in his hand, striking the wall behind him. A huge crack appeared from the spot of the impact and spread across the entire wall. Soon after, cracks covered the entire wall, and it collapsed completely in the next second.

Still standing atop the stick, Ranjeet gulped unconsciously. He could sense the power of the gigantic hammer. If Ranjeet was still at his full state, he would still dare to mock and shout at the opponent, but he had just finished his grand performance and had no energy left to activate the ancestral weapons, let alone to fight an opponent of such level.

The usual Ranjeet would bow down, apologise, and then flee.

However, at that moment, it was much harder to make Ranjeet surrender before the eyes of the entire army than ask Gardiner to treat someone to a meal.

Ranjeet puffed out his chest and said, "Hey, you old fart, how dare you talk to me like that? Come up here if you've got balls and I'll show you who's daddy here!"

"I'll tear your mouth into pieces, brat." Gaspare sneered, then arrived atop Ranjeet's stick with one forceful leap.

Those who wielded the ancestral weapon, was partially free of the limitations within the ancient battlefield.