Bang!
Qin Musheng and the other two once again blocked the remaining attacks of the Blood Master; an explosion rocked the mountaintop.
After two fights in a row, the upper half of the hill was blown apart. Dust filled the sky, shrouding all four of them.
Seeing their Level Five fighter losing ground, the Awakened Ones below scattered and ran.
Staying here would only make them dead weight—or corpses.
In the dust, Qin Musheng's face was grim; he already wanted to retreat. "Damn it, I joined the Xuanjian Division to enjoy life, not to die!"
He'd been in the Division only a few days and was already facing Flesh-and-Blood Beings and the Monster Association. Wave after wave of powerful monsters shattered his worldview; if this kept up, he felt he'd really die here if he didn't run.
Tap-tap-tap!
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded behind him, and a deadly, familiar aura appeared; his left eyelid twitched.
Zzzzt!
Boom! Without thinking, Qin Musheng erupted with every ounce of energy; thick cyan-white lightning turned into plasma that wrapped around him, trying to force the newcomer back.
A slender arm ignored the lightning and reached straight in. Fang Wenyu stood behind Qin Musheng, eyes blood-red.
"Fang Wenyu! What the hell are you doing?" Qin Musheng shouted, turning his head.
Fang Wenyu's face was blank. "I need to borrow your life."
Rumble! In the next instant, plasma engulfed them both; a stray bolt blasted a crater over ten meters wide in the ground, showing how much force Qin Musheng had unleashed.
"Aaaah!" Qin Musheng screamed mid-attack. An invisible force was turning his own lightning against him.
As a lightning-type Awakened One, he was almost immune to electricity, yet the agony fried his organs.
Behind him, Fang Wenyu's skin charred; the pain surged, but he didn't scream—he simply endured.
His damage transfer didn't reflect the lightning itself, but the injuries it caused. Qin Musheng's resistance was useless; he suffered the end result of being electrocuted, not the process.
Thud! The plasma vanished after three seconds; Qin Musheng's scorched corpse hit the ground.
Behind him, Fang Wenyu's skin split, charred flesh exposed, agony coursing every second.
Qin Musheng had been truly strong—yet his own overwhelming output killed him.
Whoosh! A gust of wind suddenly cleared the surrounding dust.
Cao Li appeared in the distance, shouting, "What happened? Why did Qin Musheng suddenly call Team Leader Fang's name?"
She'd rushed over the instant she heard the scream, but she was still too late.
Meanwhile, Wang Li sprouted a pair of Paper Wings and looked toward the scene.
Seeing Fang Wenyu's charred body, he roared in disbelief, "Fang Wenyu, you actually believed that monster's nonsense—people can't come back from the dead!"
The Blood Master watched Fang Wenyu kill Qin Musheng and nodded approvingly. "Well done, Fang Wenyu. I can see your resolve."
Ignoring Cao Li and Wang Li, Fang Wenyu looked up at the Blood Master in the sky. "I'll join the Monster Association. Keep your promise—bring her back."
Cao Li and Wang Li exchanged glances, turned, and ran; hesitate a moment longer and they'd be dead.
"Rest assured. Do well, and resurrecting one person is only a matter of time. Leave the rest to me." The Blood Master's gaze turned murderous as he looked at the fleeing pair.
Clap! The Blood Master clasped his hands, opened all three mouths, and three red spheres formed inside them.
'Red Purgatory Slash!'
Whoosh! With a thought, the spheres shot toward Wang Li as three beams that lengthened and thinned mid-flight.
Moments later, three razor-edged energy slashes, each hundreds of meters long, loomed behind Wang Li.
"Damn it—I can't outrun them!" Flying frantically, Wang Li sensed the terrifying energy at his back.
He hurriedly pulled out a handful of paper figures and scattered them behind him.
Pop-pop-pop! Dozens of Paper Dolls ballooned to human size, blocking the Red Prison Slashes.
After releasing the dolls, Wang Li streaked skyward without looking back.
Shhk! The Paper Dolls swung their weapons at the hundreds of meters of red blades, but the slashes cleaved through weapons and bodies alike.
The dolls lasted less than a breath; the Red Prison Slashes chased the fleeing Wang Li.
"Aaaah!" Feeling the blades close in, Wang Li could only roar and swing his weapon in a last-ditch fight.
Shhk! Under the triple Red Prison Slashes, Wang Li was sliced apart, his body tumbling down in pieces—no resistance at all.
Killing Wang Li in an instant didn't change the Blood Master's expression; Wang Li had always been among the weakest in the Xuanjian Division—no challenge whatsoever.
After disposing of Wang Li, the Blood Master shot after the already-distant Cao Li.
Meanwhile, Cao Li's face was deathly pale; when she felt Wang Li's aura vanish, cold sweat broke on her forehead.
'Faster—fly even faster!' Gritting her teeth, Cao Li slapped flight and Acceleration Talismans onto herself nonstop.