Before Lin Sanjiu could make out the details of the huge green shadow, her skeletal wings were already fully extended. Her body flew backward in an almost illogical manner. Her skeletal wings sliced through the wall and the door frame in half. After a few loud bangs, she crashed to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Just as Lin Sanjiu steadied herself, a faint shadow emerged from the street lamp not far behind her.
Santa Claus, who was slowly walking towards her, and the male evolved human who was holding the Christmas hat magnet, couldn't help but be stunned when their eyes fell on the shadow.
"It's you," Lin Sanjiu stared at the male posthuman, and a smile appeared on her face. "Look at you. You're just an average fighter, but you still spent your Stamina Points so lavishly on this kind of thing … Wow, I really managed to hook you."
The male posthuman pursed his lips. His face had already turned pale. He shot a quick glance at the shadow behind Lin Sanjiu. Then, he staggered two steps back as if he wanted to hide in the half-collapsed shop.
When Lin Sanjiu spoke to the paper crane for the second time, she didn't just lower her voice.
With Hei Zeji's method, it wasn't difficult for her to disrupt the airflow so that her voice wouldn't travel effectively. When Lin Sanjiu told Puppeteer everything in detail, she didn't forget to mention the male posthuman who had appeared out of nowhere. This guy, who didn't seem to be particularly intelligent or powerful, could only hear Puppeteer's one-sided response. Sure enough, he fell for Puppeteer's trap and immediately called for Santa Claus.
Little did he know that Puppeteer had already arrived at the door.
Under her hypersensory state, Lin Sanjiu immediately felt the air around her split. Something she couldn't see or touch came at her from behind and brushed past her. Before the male posthuman could react, the [Pestilence] had already entered his skin.
Even though he was facing a formidable enemy, Puppeteer wouldn't let go of a small fry that dared to oppose him.
His eyeballs slowly rolled back from the edge of his eye sockets. Santa Claus didn't seem to care about the evolver's painful howls. He seemed to find something very interesting. His fluffy and curly beard suddenly rose and shook as he spoke. "... You're still so narrow-minded."
Under the dim light, Puppeteer walked out of the darkness like a ghost. With every step he took. Compared to earlier in the evening, he looked different now. When Lin Sanjiu took a closer look, she realized that the golden powder around his eyes had disappeared and was replaced by a layer of black glitter, making him look even more gloomy and gloomy. Just one look was enough to make people want to retreat.
"I'm different." Santa Claus was obviously not one of them. He inserted a hand into his thick beard and scratched it a few times. Then, he smiled as if there was no one else around and said, "I can tolerate your helper until the end."
Lin Sanjiu raised her eyebrows. She suppressed the fear and anger in her heart and did not move her feet.
She wasn't arrogant enough to think that she could intervene in the battle between the two of them. However, the two of them had not started fighting yet. If she turned around, Santa Claus could stop her with just one hand. It was the best time for her to retreat. It was the time when the battle between the two of them had reached its climax.
Puppeteer sneered, "If that's the case, then I have to thank you. I promised her that I wouldn't kill her."
"I'm still here!"
Lin Sanjiu roared in her heart, but her face did not change.
"Cut the crap," Santa Claus' face twisted with every word that came out of his mouth. It was as if he wanted to turn his face into poison. However, for some unknown reason, as if he was afraid of something, he did not make a move. "... Give it back to me!"
Puppeteer lowered his chin, revealing the whites of his eyes.
"... You want it so badly. Why don't you come and get it yourself? "
His words angered Santa Claus even more. "Ohhhh! You are neither a man nor a woman. Do you really think you're so great just because you made it here? I have my ways to deal with my things!"
The veins on Puppeteer's forehead began to bulge. Lin Sanjiu sighed inwardly.
She didn't expect that the two of them would engage in a war of words instead of fighting each other. She had been waiting for an opportunity to escape, but she couldn't find one.
Just when she was getting anxious, Santa Claus moved.
In fact, she didn't see Santa Claus's movements at all. The only reason she knew that he moved was because The reason she knew that Santa Claus had moved was because her hypersensory state had captured the "empty space" where Santa Claus was just now. However, he was no longer there. Santa Claus's attack didn't cause any additional ripples in the air.
It seemed that after reaching a certain level, all the experts would —
Before she could finish her thought, Lin Sanjiu had already taken a step forward. Even though the battle between the two of them had just started, Lin Sanjiu seized the opportunity like a drowning person desperately trying to breathe. She turned around and ran toward the next arena on Pumpkin Route.
"Why aren't you using my things? Ohhhh —"
Santa Claus let out a roar that Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell whether he was laughing or screaming. Then, the two of them collided with each other, creating a deafening sound behind them. A shockwave spread out from the point of collision.
Lin Sanjiu staggered a few steps back when she was hit by the shockwave. She turned around instinctively and saw Puppeteer's frail body flying away like a paper doll after being hit by Santa Claus, who was as fat as a hill. Puppeteer looked so fragile that he didn't even have the slightest bit of defense to defend himself against Santa Claus's attack.
"Is Puppeteer that weak?"
Just as this thought flashed across her mind, Lin Sanjiu suddenly thought of something else. She shuddered.
"F * ck, it can't be …" Lin Sanjiu cursed under her breath. She resisted the urge to run away and forced herself to stop running.
Apparently, not only her, but Puppeteer and Santa Claus were also shocked by the effect of the attack.
She broke a few lampposts in a row. After crashing into a building, Puppeteer staggered to his feet. There was a bewildered look on his face as if he couldn't figure out what was going on. "Huh? You … This is … "
Santa Claus stared at him. He didn't seem to understand why Puppeteer was so easy to deal with. Instead, he became more cautious. He narrowed his eyes and took two steps back.
Lin Sanjiu slapped her forehead. She wanted to slap herself. However, no matter how intense the battle in her heart was, However, no matter how fierce the battle in her heart was, she couldn't control her legs anymore.
When Puppeteer's eyes fell on Lin Sanjiu's face, his face contorted in anger. He was a very smart person, so he understood everything when he saw Lin Sanjiu's expression. He gritted his teeth so hard that the veins on his jaw bulged. "Did you do this?" he asked.
Lin Sanjiu was speechless. She nodded her head a few times.
"When we were fighting just now …" Lin Sanjiu was still cautious. She was afraid that Puppeteer would go back on his words and kill her in a fit of rage, so she only dared to answer him from afar, "I … I … I sealed all your Special Items."
An hour later, before Lin Sanjiu could finish her sentence, Santa Claus suddenly burst into laughter. Puppeteer's body turned into a blur as he pounced at Lin Sanjiu.
Before Lin Sanjiu could dodge, the green blur in the distance also charged at her. Puppeteer waved his hand a few times. Lin Sanjiu didn't know what he had done, but when he stopped Santa Claus, he had no choice but to leap to the side.
Now that he was stopped, he finally remembered that he had promised Lin Sanjiu not to kill her.
With bloodshot eyes, Puppeteer no longer looked at Lin Sanjiu. He turned around and faced Santa Claus, who was charging at him again. The three puppets that Lin Sanjiu had seen before and many more that she had never seen before popped out from behind a shop not far away. However, the battle between the two of them was earth-shattering. The puppets that charged into the battlefield and tried to help their masters were like the most worthless consumables. With just a wave of Santa Claus' hand, they exploded into pieces one after another.
In just a few blinks of an eye. The previously densely packed group of puppets had turned into scattered human legs that were scattered all over the ground, revealing pieces of white broken limbs.
Generally speaking, when two posthumans fought each other, there were too many variables, and the final outcome could be anything. However, if a posthuman suddenly lost a large portion of his combat items during the battle, it would become an irreversible shortcoming. The slightest difference was enough to determine life and death. Not to mention, Puppeteer and Santa Claus were experts.
Losing his defensive Special Items meant that Puppeteer had no choice but to focus most of his attention on defense. There were all sorts of Special Items in an apocalyptic world, and no one knew what kind of Special Items the other party had. Puppeteer had to be wary of the presence of Special Items while he had to deal with Santa Claus' endless attacks. Very soon, Puppeteer began to feel strained.
At this moment, a few skeletons suddenly stuck out from the half-collapsed shop. Lin Sanjiu pushed aside a few bamboos that blocked her way and kicked away the half-dead posthuman who had been infected by [Pestilence]. Then, she hunched her back and dragged out a black object.
"Hey, hey, sound test! Sound test —"
The female voice was amplified many times by the microphone and speakers. Even though they were quite a distance away, it could still be heard clearly by the two combatants.
Before the two of them could change their actions, the obviously nervous female voice rang out again.
"Hey, Santa Claus, have you heard of Route 300?"
If it wasn't for the karaoke station in the shop, Lin Sanjiu would never have imagined that she could use the same trick on Santa Claus and help Puppeteer regain his "balance".
However, she didn't expect that the power of her words would far exceed her expectations.
Suddenly, the mass of air and shadow in the distance, which Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell who was who, suddenly paused. Then, accompanied by Puppeteer's laughter, a gigantic green shadow floated in the opposite direction in a way that couldn't be explained by physics.
Instead of saying that Santa Claus was sent flying, it was more accurate to say that he was like a fat balloon that Puppeteer held in his hand. Every time his limbs twitched, a shockwave similar to the [Tornado Whip] would appear. However, Puppeteer, who was standing in the middle of the turbulence, didn't move an inch. It was as if his feet were nailed to the ground.
"Although, to my taste," Puppeteer grinned, his eyes glinting with a sinister glint, "you are a little too fat, but I can still accept you as my puppet."
"No, that's not right … There seems to be something in between …"
Looking at the beast-like Santa Claus in the air, Lin Sanjiu instinctively gripped the microphone tightly and took a step back.
In the next second, her eyes widened.
Like the frosting on a cake, Santa Claus's green Christmas suit slowly melted under the heat. His fat body suddenly froze in the air, and his color grew fainter and fainter as if he was about to melt into the night sky. His hat, mustache, belly, and two stubby legs gradually "melted". They fell to the ground like candle tears and quickly melted into a puddle of green.
Even Puppeteer did not expect this turn of events. He leaped backward and appeared next to Lin Sanjiu in the next second. He grabbed her by the collar. "What did you do this time?" Puppeteer asked with a frown. "What did you do this time? My...
Why can't the 'Astronaut' restrain him? "
Naturally, Lin Sanjiu didn't have an answer to this question.
In fact, it wasn't until half a minute later that she finally saw the situation clearly.
When the green clothes and the fat body had all melted away, a person slowly stood up from the green wax-like thing.
Lin Sanjiu didn't have the words to describe it.
Lin Sanjiu had seen creatures as ugly as Souls, but this was the first time she saw something as ugly as "Santa Claus" without his outer shell.
"My coat has been nullified," came a voice, no longer thick, but only sticky, from the jagged, dry, jagged fissures of the thing's body. "… As expected, I should have killed you first."
PS:
I had a dream yesterday. I dreamt that I was too close to the death line when I posted the message. In the end, I didn't manage to post it because of a system issue … How scary!
Looks like today's dream won't come true. Phew … Thank you for another Heshibi and monthly ticket from Sinful Dream. You reward me more frequently than I do. I really don't know what to do … I can only bow to you to express my gratitude ~! I also have to thank Delicate Wheeze (…) for the Heshibi, perfume pouch, and amulet. Are you a new reader? Thank you for supporting this article. I hope you will continue to like it!
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