In contrast, although Durin was breathing a bit hard, his overall condition was much better than his opponent's.
If the fight continued like this, Durin would eventually win.
But the blue-haired man wasn't going to stand by. He timed his move and, while Durin was distracted, kicked Durin in the stomach. Durin felt a sudden cramp in his abdomen, and the Mace in his hand was knocked away by the other outlaw's slash, falling to the ground.
The Mantis Blade outlaw tried to press his advantage, but Durin used the side of his broken small shield to deliver a fierce shield bash to the man's jaw, sending him stumbling back in pain. However, Durin was also struck several times in the back by the blue-haired man's brass right arm, falling to the ground and spitting blood.
"Give it here!"
The blue-haired man stepped on Durin's back and grabbed the backpack, trying to tear it off.
Durin naturally refused. His face changed color as he instinctively reached for the backpack straps. The Mantis Blade outlaw snorted after recovering and swung his blades toward Durin's arms.
Not good!
Durin quickly used the backpack to block. Rip!
The sharp blade easily sliced through the leather backpack, and the Darkin Harp slid out from the large tear, falling into a puddle.
The beautifully and uniquely shaped Darkin Harp was thus exposed to the three of them. The two outlaws' eyes lit up instantly. The blue-haired man kicked Durin away and said excitedly, "This instrument really does look valuable! You actually dared to lie to us and say you had no money!"
He bent down to pick up the harp.
Seeing the Darkin Harp about to fall into someone else's hands, the enraged Durin suddenly felt a surge of heat from his heart, bringing with it immense strength.
"This is mine!!"
He jumped up, pushed aside the Mantis Blade outlaw, grabbed the Darkin Harp before the blue-haired man could, and then swung it savagely at the man's brass arm with a distorted expression.
Boom!
A violent collision. Gears and bearings flew from the arm; Durin had actually used the Darkin Harp to smash the man's mechanical prosthetic to pieces!
The blue-haired man staggered back, completely unexpected that this harp would be harder than his mechanical limb.
"Bastard! He smashed my prosthetic! Kill him, quick! You'll get a bigger share of the money!" the blue-haired man roared.
Hearing his companion, the man behind the crimson mask replied in a muffled voice, "It's a deal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a squelching sound.
He lunged at Durin, and a sharp Mantis Blade pierced through Durin's abdomen. Crimson blood sprayed from the wound, mixing with the rain.
"Argh!!!"
The intense pain from his abdomen made Durin cry out.
He grew more frantic, waving the Darkin Harp wildly, but after the successful strike, the Mantis Blade outlaw retreated to a safe distance, looking for an opportunity to deliver a killing blow.
A thick aura of danger surrounded Durin. In this life-or-death moment, his brain raced, adrenaline surged, and his heart pounded violently!
Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump!
Am I going to die? I'm going to die, aren't I?
No.
I don't want to die.
I can't die!
I've transmigrated to a new world; my dreams haven't been realized yet.
I haven't lived the life of the elite yet!!!
With blood loss from his abdomen and intense pain in his back, Durin's vision began to darken.
He instinctively took a deep breath, uncontrollably inhaling the Magic Essence from the air.
Thump! Thump!
The heart in his chest began to beat violently, as if someone were striking a war drum with a mallet. The thick, knot-like blood vessels on the surface began to crawl like maggots.
Surging mana spread from Durin's heart to his limbs, primarily extending toward his left arm. The blood in his body felt like it had been ignited by flames, and with every breath, his nostrils were filled with a strong smell of metallic decay.
Normally, the mana in his body was like stagnant water, but the influx of external Magic Essence was like a stone thrown into it, creating a huge wave and stirring the uncontrollable mana within him.
Mana surged inside him, and heat overflowed from his pores. With Durin at the center, the rain turned into white steam from the high temperature.
"Wait! Something's wrong with this guy!"
The blue-haired man noticed Durin's condition and quickly called to his companion.
"What's wrong? He's just putting on a show!" the Mantis Blade outlaw said dismissively, continuing toward Durin.
In the next moment, Durin raised his left arm and roared, "—Hah!"
With a low shout, the mana that had spread to his fingertips instantly converged. Blazing Black Flames shot out from his five fingers in a fan shape, leaving active magic element residues in the air.
With a loud boom, the fan-shaped flames surged like a flood toward the robber with the Mantis Blades. The merciless Black Flames quickly climbed up the outlaw's body, instantly consuming the living man.
"Argh!!!"
A wretched scream echoed through the street.
In an instant, pungent smoke rose, and the explosive mana vanished like a fleeting flash of lightning.
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