Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Blood, drop by drop, fell from that head.
Yedgar raised his head and opened his mouth.
As his jaw moved, blood and other liquids gushed from his lips, making him look like a demon from the abyss at that moment.
Gulp.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and Yedgar revealed a sinister grin.
Suddenly, his claws shot out, incredibly fast, leaving trails of illusory black shadows as they swept across the heads of the escapees.
The escapees' movements all stopped, and a moment later, they.
"It's over."
A man who looked like an Adventurer slumped to the ground: "He's a Werewolf, a Sequence 7 Werewolf. I'm just a Sailor, I'm dead for sure."
In the dungeon, the Beyonder who had received special 'care' showed expressions of dejection on their faces and in their eyes.
The fact that Yedgar was a Mid-Sequence Beyonder, and his cruelty, left an unconquerable impression in the hearts of these people.
Moreover, there was still Gander in the dungeon.
"Leave Yedgar to me; you deal with Gander."
Just then, from deep within the dungeon, Lex's voice rang out.
Swish, swish, swish—
All eyes fell on Lex, including Yedgar's.
The man Lex had saved earlier instantly had a Light in his eyes: "That's right, we still have Mr. Rayleigh!"
"He is Hunter Rayleigh, the man who single-handedly hunted the Blood Shark!"
Under this man's 'introduction,' several Beyonder finally learned Lex's identity. They had also heard rumors of 'Hunter Rayleigh,' and the rumor of Lex single-handedly hunting the Blood Shark gave them confidence.
"If it's Mr. Rayleigh, we still have a chance."
"Let's fight, let's fight them!"
The previously low spirits, because of Lex's identity, once again soared.
Yedgar couldn't help but frown, his gaze fixed on Lex: "I've never heard of you, nor have I seen you."
"Perhaps you don't know what you're doing, so let me remind you, what you're doing now is completely foolish."
"It's still not too late to stop now. If you're really as powerful as they say, then I can consider making you my personal bodyguard."
Lex showed a brilliant smile: "I'm not interested in being someone's dog, to be ordered around like you."
Yedgar's expression stiffened, then he laughed sinisterly: "You're courting death!"
Thump, thump, thump!
The seemingly fat and clumsy Yedgar charged over at a speed close to a full-speed steam train. He instantly closed in on Lex, completely ignoring the other escapees.
Yedgar's claws outlined a blur, and in an instant, he had struck at Lex countless times.
Lex's clothes were torn, his body was torn, and he was shredded into pieces in an instant!
But these fragments suddenly became thin, floating in the air like shredded paper; it was a torn paper figure.
Lex, appearing from another direction, swung his arms, sank his elbows, raised his thumb, and joined his index and middle fingers, extending them forward to form a gun shape.
In an instant, small fireballs like bullets swept across the back of the Werewolf Yedgar, blasting his flamboyant long coat to pieces, turning the skin on his back crimson, cracking it, and drawing blood.
"Don't just stand there, watch out for Gander!" Lex shouted while firing.
At this moment, the several Beyonder finally shifted their attention from him to the bodyguard Gander, who was charging towards them.
Gander roared, raised his fist, and slammed it into one of the Beyonder.
He seemed to release a long-accumulated power, forming an extremely explosive attack. That Beyonder screamed as he flew out, the sound of bones breaking clearly audible in his body. He spat blood continuously after falling to the ground and couldn't get up.
At this point, Yedgar suddenly inhaled, and black, stiff hairs immediately grew on his back, briefly resisting the impact of the flames. He took the opportunity to move, thump, thump, thump, snap, snap, snap. Yedgar moved with a flexibility that was utterly disproportionate to his size. He bounced between the ground and the walls, making it impossible for Lex to lock onto him.
Lex shrugged, stopped shooting. Firstly, he couldn't hit him, and secondly, Edward and the others were already fighting Gander, so continuing to shoot might accidentally injure them.
He simply ignored the bouncing Werewolf and charged directly towards the gate.
Yedgar's voice rang out behind him: "Coward, do you think you can escape?"
With a whoosh, Yedgar's bloated figure, wearing a horned helmet, suddenly appeared in the previously empty space ahead. At this moment, black, stiff hairs had sprouted on his face, neck, and the backs of his hands.
In this state, both his strength and speed became terrifyingly formidable.
Anyway, with a Hunter's physique, if Lex were caught in a vital spot by those claws, he would be finished here.
However, the moment Yedgar appeared, a net constructed of flames descended over his head.
Lex ran forward, not to escape the dungeon.
He just wanted to distance himself from Edward and the others, and also to use himself as bait to lure Yedgar into chasing him.
There was only one passage between the dungeon and the exit. If Yedgar wanted to intercept, he would inevitably appear in front.
When Yedgar spoke, Lex constructed a net of flames and threw it forward with all his might.
Thus, Yedgar walked right into the trap.
At this moment.
The fire net enveloped Yedgar, and the scorching flames made him scream in agony. Although Werewolves have strong self-recovery abilities, they can heal quickly even when burned or cut.
But that doesn't mean they don't feel pain. Being wrapped in a fire net and burned by scorching flames, they still feel pain and scream.
While Yedgar was covered by the fire net, Lex raised his hand, clenched his fist, and flames surged out and then retracted, forming a giant fist.
Fire Fist!
Twisting his waist and swinging his arm, Lex struck forward into the air, and the massive fist of flame blasted out like a cannonball, heavily smashing into Yedgar's body, carrying him and the fire net along with it!
Crimson explosion!
The dungeon shook violently, countless sand particles fell from above, flames blazed ahead, and a concave pit was blasted into the wall. Yedgar was trapped within it; even after suffering such heavy damage, he was not dead, still possessing the strength to struggle and counterattack.
He struggled to pull himself out of the stone pit. At this moment, his eyes reflected the image of Lex squatting down, his hands pressed to the ground.
Firelight surged, and a fire snake, condensed from flames, emerged and slithered towards Yedgar.
Then came the second, and the third.
Fire snakes rapidly emerged, seemingly endless in number. In the blink of an eye, dense fire snakes occupied almost every inch of the passage. They intertwined and surged, like a boiling, scorching magma, flowing towards Yedgar.
And in the process, they aggregated on their own, forming a crimson flame python as thick as an oil barrel, its body surface constantly writhing!