Pet King - Chapter 1080

The soil in the green space was soft, and the Holy Cat Statue was heavy and strong. It lost its balance in the air, then fell to the soil and ate sh*t.

When it raised its head again, its face was covered in mud, green leaves, and grass roots.

It no longer cared about cleaning its face. It looked around for the location of the one who had attacked it, because the moment it was attacked, it smelled a very familiar scent; it was the scent of its sworn enemy from 2,000 years ago.

When Fina suddenly appeared, it kicked the Holy Cat Statue in the back of its head, and used the power of the kick to change its direction. It jumped onto the railing of the streetlight, then stared at it from a high point. Even though it was dark, the fur on its body still showed a dull, grand, golden color.

The Holy Cat Statue glared at Fina fiercely. It was not wrong––it was its sworn enemy that had tortured it for thousands of years.

It then turned its head to stare at Zhang Zian. It asked, “Did you not say that Fina was not here?”

Zhang Zian shrugged his shoulders. “The soldier’s crafty! Why should I tell you the truth when you won’t surrender? What good is it for me to keep you on guard?”

The Holy Cat Statue felt like it was being choked until it was mute.

When two soldiers fought, the the more crafty they were, the better.

It suddenly remembered that when it used to live in the pet shop, Zhang Zian had managed to confuse everyone just using his mouth. He had even confused Fina before, and now it had fallen prey to Zhang Zian’s trickery.

It really wanted to beat Zhang Zian up and release its anger, but at that moment, the situation was disadvantageous for it. It could not be bothered with such a useless man.

It reevaluated the situation. There was Fina on the streetlight, Old Time Tea on the ground, and the unscrupulous Snowy Lionet waiting for an opportunity to attack. Its odds were basically zero, but it still had no fear.

Perhaps they could hit it until it was in pain, or humiliate it, but as long as it had a bronze body, they could never defeat it. As long as it wanted, it could retreat alive; it had that assurance.

They just needed to wait for it to regroup––none of them were his opponent.

“It’s you!” Its gaze turned back to Fina. “The b*tch––Bastet’s spokesman––are you here to challenge me?” it said scornfully. “Unfortunately, you’re too late! It’s too late! You should regret that you didn’t notice my recovery in time at the pet store. It was too late. When I fully recover my strength, every cat, domestic or stray, will be killed! Then you will live to be mummified!”

Facing its threats and provocations, Fina was unmoved. It said calmly, “I’m afraid you won’t have that chance, you self-righteous fellow. You talk about crazy ideas… I am very willing to bury you again and completely end the long-standing feud that lasted for thousands of years. The old hatred is hard to compare to the new feud, and there is an owner who wants to collect your debt to them. I came today just to watch you die. I will then add a piece of loess to your grave, which is my sign of respect for my former rival…”

The Holy Cat Statue was stunned at first, then it laughed wildly. It said, “What a joke! Who’s the one talking about crazy ideas? Who would dare to kill me? Who would dare to kill me?” Its voice was like rusty pieces of metal rubbing against each other. It was hoarse and chilling.

No wonder it spoke out wildly and fearlessly. With its iron-walled like body, no one could contain it if it wanted to run.

At that moment, in the dark forest, someone sighed disdainfully and chanted slowly, “Green water and green hills are in vain. What is the true God to do to the false god?”

The phrase “false god” seemed to have angered the Holy Cat Statue’s sensitive mind. It stared in the direction the sound came from and yelled, “Who is it?”

It remembered that sound. When it first arrived in the green space, that voice had said some very strange words––something about “Millennium Old Devil Dances.” At that time, it had been very angry because it was a god, not some kind of devil. It seemed that the owner of the voice was finally going to appear.

There was the sound of leaves crunching, then Vladimir slowly walked out of the woods.

“You?” The Holy Cat Statue suspiciously judged Vladimir. It had some blurry recollections of Old Time Tea and Snowy Lionet, but it was definitely its first time meeting the cat in front of it.

Old Time Tea wore a bamboo hat and a long flowing robe, which was different at first glance; Fina was luxurious and dusty, with markings that were very different from modern cats; even Snowy Lionet had a strange appearance––it had a black line running through the top part of its forehead… The three cats were unusual looking, but the new blue cat, apart from the fact that it could talk, was nothing more than an ordinary cat… And it was not purebred. It looked like a stray cat with its face covered in dirt.

“Who are you? Report your name!” the Holy Cat Statue said.

Vladimir answered, “I’m called Vladimir.”

“Vladimir?” The Holy Cat Statue thought for a bit. The name sounded foreign, and the statue was unsure of its meaning. “Where are you from? Who was your original owner? What kind of outstanding background do you have?”

Vladimir shook its head. “I’m from a group of cats, and I’ll leave from a group of cats. I’m just an ordinary cat.”

The Holy Cat Statue’s conjecture was confirmed, and its heart was no longer fearful. It pointed to Vladimir and laughed loudly. It roared, “You’re a nobody. You had the courage to show up, and you dare to speak out, even though you’re a nobody? I might just die from laughter! Thank you for bringing me heartfelt joy. Get out of my sight before I get angry! Do you know who I am? When the primitive people of this country were still playing with mud, I existed in this world! People worshipped me earlier than Bastet! Who do you think you are?”

Vladimir said, half-smiling, “Then, why are you pretending to be Bastet to confuse people’s minds?”

This sentence injured the Holy Cat Statue to its core.

When people saw the Holy Cat Statue, they thought that it was a statue used to worship the Cat God Bastet. The followers of evil gods carved it almost identically to the real Bastet statue. They added a golden nose ring in order to deliberately confuse the public’s vision and draw some worship to it.

Because of that, it built its reputation much later than Bastet, and its name was not feared for that long.

“You’re courting death!” Its lies being revealed embarrassed it greatly. It yelled loudly as it jumped towards Vladimir.

Every step it took went deep into the soil. Straw stalks, fallen leaves, gravel, and mud were thrown high with its steps, and its healthy body was agile like a panther.

Whether it was Fina, Old Time Tea, Snowy Lionet, or any other elfin, they could only use their nimble body to avoid the sharp edges of the statue. If they faced it head-on, it could be dangerous for them.

But Vladimir did not have any plans on avoiding it. It stared at it calmly, as if it had already accepted its fate.

The distance of more than ten meters decreased in the blink of an eye.

The Holy Cat Statue was happy in its heart. It laughed, thinking that the blue cat was an idiot. Even if Vladimir wanted to hide, it would not have enough time.

It stepped on the ground, then leaped with all its strength and opened its mouth to bite Vladimir’s neck. Its bronze tusks glistened in the moonlight.

Vladimir did not do much. It just raised up a front claw, not using its claws to attack like other cats did. Instead, it tightly curled its paw into a fist, took a deep breath, and yelled loudly, “Take my fist! Meow Meow Doctrine Iron Fist!”

As far as the Holy Cat Statue could tell, the punch was as common as the blue cat itself. It was neither as fierce as Old Time Tea, nor as agile as Fina, nor as shameless as Snowy Lionet. It had neither speed nor strength. It was absolutely impossible for such a weak punch to do any harm to it. Its mass, inertia, and speed had reached their limits..

Just as its tusks were closing in on Vladimir’s neck, Vladimir’s fist hit it in the chin from the side.

Its fist looked as though it should have been weak and lacking in energy.

The Holy Cat Statue suddenly had stars in its eyes. Vladimir’s body became two repeated afterimages, then it disappeared from its vision.

The Holy Cat Statue heard the sound of its teeth breaking. It heard the sound of its jaw breaking. It heard… It could not hear anything temporarily because its ear became warped and changed shape, causing its ear canal to be blocked and its eardrum to be torn.

Its heavy body flew like a broken kite in the hazy moonlight, hovered in the air for two or three seconds, then tumbled and landed on the ground. Its remaining momentum did not disappear. It traversed a pile of thorns, crushed pieces of grass, broke several shrubs, and was finally blocked by a strong pine tree. Pine needles sprinkled all over its body.

At that moment, the pain that came late was finally transferred to its brain by its nerves.

What kind of scary fist was that! It was like being hit by a crane––and the crane was operated by excellent graduates of Lanxiang!

Wait a moment! Blue cat… Lanxiang… was there some kind of relation there?

The Holy Cat Statue laid in the pine needles and weeds, staring dully at the sunken moon. It was shocked, frightened, and humiliated. It was overwhelmed by the pain, and had lost its mind somewhere.

How pitiful! How could such an ordinary cat make such a mess of a god? It could not figure it out, no matter how much it thought.

But it was still not dead. Even though its body had been badly injured, it still had the power to fight. A god would not die lying down! It forced itself to disregard the pain that was thundering through its body. It struggled to stand up, shaking away the pine needles on its body. “I’m not done yet! Be prepared to experience the anger of a god!” it said, panting. Its words were not clear because its mouth was injured.

No matter what, it had already gone through a hundred battles thousands of years ago, and had a rich experience in battle. Its followers had been encircled and suppressed by Pharaoh’s army countless times. They were killed and wounded. They had to retreat into the deepest part of the desert in order to make a comeback.

It had seen that the blue cat had tremendous strength, but its agility was not as good as Fina’s. If it used its advantages wisely and did not directly take Vladimir, then it had a small chance of success. After all, the blue cat’s body was flesh and blood. As long as it was struck by its tusks and claws, the other party would be dead or injured.

Vladimir took a look at it, then said with pity, “Since you aren’t willing to surrender, then I’ll destroy you!”

“I’m a god! Who has the right to make me surrender? Who will dare to destroy me?” The Holy Cat Statue yelled angrily like it was going crazy.

“Open your eyes wide, and look at your surroundings.” Vladimir smiled lightly. “You have fallen into a war with the cats, and you are struggling. It seems that you are going to die at the hands of cats and cat people.”

“What?” The Holy Cat Statue turned around and saw that the enclosure formed by the stray cats had been further compressed. It had changed from a large circle to a small one. It was surrounded by almost all kinds of stray cats. Its attention had been completely focused on Vladimir, so it hadn’t noticed them closing in.

Numerous eyes were staring at it, their gazes burning. Their eyes displayed the revenge they wanted to enact. Many cats had relatives or friends that had suffered due to the Holy Cat Statue, and it was time to get its blood in revenge.

Vladimir lightly jumped onto higher ground, raised its paw, and then waved it. It called out loudly, “Fellow cat! Onwards!” Then it rushed in first.

Upon hearing the order, thousands of stray cats rushed towards the Holy Cat Statue, encompassing it from all sides.

Their figures blocked the moonlight. Their sounds covered the Holy Cat Statue’s yell, and their anger overwhelmed their fear towards it.

Vladimir was in the middle of the fight, and one could not see its figure. Only its clear battle song was heard through the green space.

“Stand up! Hungry and cold cats!

Stand up! All the cats that are suffering in the world!

Bosom full of blood that has boiled!

We need to fight for what is right!

Totally beat up the old world!

Cats stand up! Stand up!

Don’t say that we have nothing. We are going to own the world!

This is the last battle. Let’s unite to see tomorrow!

The International Cat’s Dream must be realized!

There has never been a world savior, and we don’t rely on gods or emperors!

To create the happiness of cats, it is reliant on ourselves!

This is the last battle, let’s unite to see tomorrow!

The most hateful poisonous snakes and dangerous beasts have finished eating our blood and meat!

As soon as we totally extinguish them, the bright red sun will shine on the whole world!

The International Cat’s Dream must be realized!”

The wails of the Holy Cat Statue became lesser and lesser, but it was still making its last struggle. The stray cats faced the danger of its sharp tusks and claws.

Old Time Tea stroked its beard softly, its expression faltered a bit, and it sighed. It said, “I haven’t moved my bones in a long time…” Before its last word was fully pronounced, its figure shook, and it joined in the battle.

The balance tilted completely. A moment later, the cries from the Holy Cat Statue were silent forever.

Galaxy stood on the roof of the second floor of the pet shop and looked towards the green space, as if it felt something. It turned its head to look to the east.

Dawn broke the darkness as Galaxy said, “Meow! A singing cat will cause the whole world to turn white!”