The fiery voice buzzed in his mind. In front of him, there were still three lines of black words, [Save Little Fatty], [Escape], and [Spectate]. Time was also frozen. It was as if the ending had been overturned and the story had started anew.
"Was that a dream? My foresight ability has awakened in this world? " Shi Xiaobai's mind was in a mess. Recalling the terrifying experience from before, he could not help but feel a lingering fear. However, a powerful fighting spirit immediately ignited in him.
"If this is also the choice of the Destiny Stone's door, I, Shi Xiaobai, will definitely stop the world line's constriction and change Little Fatso's fate of death."
"It's just that … it's really difficult for me to defeat Baldy's Grim Reaper Scythe after being sealed by the God of Darkness! Could this be the first calamity of my Samsara Ten Thousand Calamities? "
"Phew, before the tribulation, I have to think of a way to save Little Fatty."
After experiencing the nightmarish bloodlust and horror, Shi Xiaobai understood one thing — humans would die if they were killed. That fragile neck was softer than tofu in front of the sharp sickle. It was easier to snap than straw. Little Fatso was unable to withstand a single blow from the calamity fiend.
"Damn it. The treacherous enemy already knows that Little Fatty is Xiaobai's Hero Squad's weak point. They've taken the initiative to attack the weak point in an attempt to weaken Xiaobai's Hero Squad. How despicable. I didn't expect you to be such a big baldy. No, I have to think of a way to solve this. "
Shi Xiaobai was secretly anxious, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not think of a way to prevent Little Fatso's death from happening under such circumstances.
Suddenly, the fiery voice in his head became extremely cold as it slowly counted, "Ten, nine, eight …"
So there was a time limit to choose! Shi Xiaobai panicked as he cursed in his heart. He did not know what would happen if the time limit was exceeded, but his intuition told him that he had to make a choice before the countdown ended. He didn't have any doubts about which option to choose, but he didn't know what to do after choosing.
"That's the only way …" At the final moment, Shi Xiaobai suddenly recalled the pair of eyes that dimmed with hope. He finally made up his mind to use a method that he had rejected from the beginning.
"Little Fatty, I must save you."
At this moment, Shi Xiaobai made his choice once again.
The paused time began to turn at the instant he made his choice. Little Fatso was still trembling but standing firmly in the sandpit. The calamity fiend was still slowly crawling out of the black hole, but this time, Shi Xiaobai did not shout to escape, nor did he fly forward.
Shi Xiaobai placed his hands in front of his mouth like a trumpet and took a deep breath. Closing his eyes, as though he was using all his strength, he roared, "Big Baldy, you despicable Big Baldy! Let This King step on your bald head, This King will be merciful and let you lick the soles of This King's shoes! Kneel before This King, Big ~ Baldy ~! "
After Shi Xiaobai shouted, he panted and opened his eyes. He thought to himself that he had to succeed.
When the calamity fiend in the black hole heard Shi Xiaobai's shout, its raised right hand immediately stopped. It slowly turned its ferocious head towards where Shi Xiaobai was standing.
"Success! The Great Art of Diverting Hatred is a great success! Yes, add fuel to the fire! "Shi Xiaobai was excited as he immediately shouted," Tremble and despair, Baldy! Your doomsday has come! "
"You … are courting … death!" The calamity fiend's deep blue eyes were filled with anger. Its voice was dry and sharp, as though it wanted to tear the distant Shi Xiaobai to pieces.
"What did I hear? Oh, so it's the wailing of a weakling!" Shi Xiaobai mocked. As he shook his head, he wagged his index finger left and right. Following that, he clenched his fist and gave a thumbs up. His eyes were filled with provocation and contempt.
"Foolish … human … This Demon will definitely … tear you to pieces!" The calamity fiend roared like a ghost. Finally, one of its feet stepped out of the black hole and landed in the sandpit. Ignoring Little Fatso in front of it, it turned around and walked towards Shi Xiaobai.
Shi Xiaobai felt fear and nearly lost his footing. However, he still scolded, "Shut up! You are just an incompetent mitochondria that can only breathe. Do you think you have any chance to catch a breather? Ha, your lungs are pretty impressive. Why don't you work hard to produce carbon dioxide and contribute to the greenhouse effect? Compared to the fish in the gutter that can only breathe with its gills, you are indeed more qualified to be This King's livestock … "
"Heh heh …" The calamity fiend sneered as it walked towards Shi Xiaobai. Its gigantic blackish-purple body was filled with wriggling muscles that resembled worms. Occasionally, its skin would open up to reveal deep blue eyeballs. It looked dense and terrifying.
Shi Xiaobai's legs were trembling violently. The strong desire to survive in his mind was telling him to quickly escape. However, when he glanced at Little Fatso in the sandpit, he realized that Little Fatso was still waving his fists and cheering, as though he was anticipating how Shi Xiaobai would defeat the calamity fiend with a single punch.
"No, if I were to escape, Little Fatso would be dead. I can't shout to remind Little Fatso to escape, or Big Baldy might shift his aggro. "
With this thought in mind, Shi Xiaobai involuntarily took a few steps back. He raised his right hand and said to the calamity fiend with a trembling voice, "Don't come close to This King, or you will not be able to withstand the world's most terrifying soul suppression. You will explode and die!"
Before he finished his sentence, a cold beam of light flashed. Shi Xiaobai's eyes widened as he saw his right hand flying into the air. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the boiling blood that spewed out was as red as the sunset.
"Ah!" Shi Xiaobai immediately cried out in pain. His left hand hurriedly touched the right side of his body, but all he felt was wet flesh. Looking in horror, he saw that half his right arm was left.
As he was in pain, he suddenly felt the sunlight above his head being devoured. A shadow enveloped him. Shi Xiaobai looked up while trembling, and immediately realized that the calamity fiend was standing in front of him. The ugly blackish-purple body occupied his entire vision.
"Little Fatso must have realized that I lied to him. He will definitely escape immediately. As long as I can stall for a little more time, he will definitely be able to escape. As long as I can stall for a little more time … "
With this thought in mind, Shi Xiaobai's lips trembled. With a pained and coughing voice, he said, "Arms and legs, so what if I give you one or two? Even if your body is lacerated, if that ugly sickle of yours can sever the tragic fate you are destined to, show This King how you do it! Ha, ha … "
"This Demon will dismember you into a thousand pieces." The calamity fiend's tone was cold and calm. It raised its right hand and waved it thrice. Three cold beams flashed and Shi Xiaobai's limbs were immediately severed. His body could not help but tremble violently. His eyes widened so much that they nearly popped out. His screams were squeezed out of his mouth that was about to crack open, resounding through the sky.
However, another cold beam flashed as Shi Xiaobai's tongue instantly turned to mush. His screams turned into sobbing whimpers.
"Dong!"
Suddenly, a sound that was not loud, but for some unknown reason, seemed to drown out everything came from behind the calamity fiend. A dusty soccer ball bounced up from the calamity fiend's back, and moments later, it landed on the cold ground.
"Heh heh, This Demon nearly forgot about you." The calamity fiend's eyes turned colder as it crushed the soccer ball beneath its feet. It turned around and walked towards the sandpit.
"Wu … Wu … Wu …" Having no limbs, he was unable to stand up. Without a tongue, he was unable to speak. Shi Xiaobai whimpered as two streams of bloody tears flowed down his cheeks.
If despair had a color, it would definitely be Shi Xiaobai.
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