The mountain ghost suddenly lost its sense of reality.
It was as if … … it had turned into rising smoke.
When the mountain ghost collided with the griffin, its form became more and more ethereal. Even Huai Shi felt as if he was about to evaporate as the Divine Mark operated.
It turned from a solid to a formless liquid, and then quickly turned into a drifting mist.
Perhaps this was some kind of drawback or danger, but for some reason, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart. It was as if he had grown again.
This was how it should be. This was how it should be.
From one to many, and then from many to one.
In the end, it completely returned to nothingness.
The boundless vitality within the Origin Substance began to gradually condense as it was drained away. The season slowly moved from midsummer to winter. After tossing aside the meaningless restlessness, it slowly began to plant its roots into the ground.
Waiting for spring to come.
After being given life from death, the mountain ghost instinctively wanted to return to death.
And now, death was close at hand.
The flame-shaped sword covered in frost slashed down, colliding with the lightning on the Virtuous Sword. Huai Shi took a step back, turned around, and deftly dispelled the terrifying power on the blade. As he spun, the blade of an axe appeared. As his hand swept across it, the lightning on the enchanted glove lit up the blade.
Huai Shi raised his wrist and chopped down at the griffin knight's neck.
Bang!
The duelling shield suddenly shook, and deep cracks appeared on it. Lightning spread, bringing about an instant of paralysis.
Huai Shi took another step forward, resisting the cold around Richard's body. The sacrificial knife appeared in his hand, and it pierced through the gaps in the armor.
But then, as Richard roared, the sacrificial knife was suddenly clamped down and twisted.
It broke!
The impact of the Origin Substance breaking made Huai Shi's vision go black. Then, he saw the flame-shaped sword in Richard's hand suddenly disintegrate — — no, it should be said that under the power of his soul, it gathered into a beam of Origin Substance fire and slashed at his face.
This was an ability that was similar to the Sealing Hand. After the Flaming Sword was transformed into Origin Substance, it was able to bind the Origin Substance within the outline of the blade, creating a violent, fleeting attack.
After expending a weapon, he would instantly gain ten times more power than before.
Chop!
Huai Shi hurriedly retreated, using the Emperor Yu's Steps. He felt as if his tendons were about to be torn apart. A sharp gash appeared on the front of his gray windbreaker, and the Origin Substance within it had been deeply dented.
The hallucinatory pain had already been engraved into his heart.
If it wasn't for this light armor, Huai Shi would have been severely injured in an instant.
But when Huai Shi retreated to the limit and almost couldn't feel his feet anymore, the power he had accumulated suddenly erupted. It was like the rebound of a spring that had been compressed to the limit.
Huai Shi ignored the embers of the Origin Substance sword and leapt forward.
The Spear of Compassion suddenly appeared in his pale-green hands and pierced forward.
A mournful shriek rang out.
Richard didn't panic, as if he had expected this. After the Dueling Shield, he pulled out a heavy longsword and blocked in front of him. In the next instant, the long spear pierced through. With one strike, it actually broke through his well-trained defensive stance.
He had to retreat.
He instinctively raised his heavy shield, wanting to react, but he didn't expect … … Huai Shi was already right in front of him. The long spear in his hand had at some point transformed into an axe covered in electric light. It was aimed at his neck and suddenly chopped down!
Two mournful cries overlapped, forming a perfect chord.
The faceplate cracked.
Countless steel fragments flew out, and the third note rang out from the spine of the Sword of Virtue.
Richard subconsciously opened his eyes wide. He saw the expressionless youth raise the blade, as if time had frozen, inch by inch, piercing through the cracks in the armor.
Wedged into the neck.
Swung horizontally!
And so, the headless knight fell backwards. Only a head flew into the air, blood splattering everywhere.
Dead!
Death came suddenly, but the flagship of the Eye of Nightmare in the sky did not react. It quietly watched the outcome of the battle, witnessing the immature receive death.
The battle ended.
At that moment, the figure hidden in the void suddenly leaped out.
The assassin, who had been lurking for a long time, crossed hundreds of feet in one step. That instant of explosive power was even above Huai Shi's Yu Step. He stabbed the dark green dagger in his hand at Huai Shi's back.
It pierced through Huai Shi's chest and protruded from his chest.
A stream of sticky poisonous blood dripped down.
Huai Shi raised his hand expressionlessly and threw the invisible axe behind him. In his shadow, the ghost jumped out and grabbed the axe blade that was spinning in the air. It slashed at the assassin behind Huai Shi.
Cut at the waist!
The screaming body fell to the ground and was cut into two tragic halves.
Huai Shi reached out and pulled out half of the dagger. He left the other half, which was soaked in poison, at his back. He took the axe blade from the Red Gloves and stepped on the assassin's chest.
"Goodbye."
He whispered to the back of the knife and the axe blade fell.
The scream stopped abruptly.
The indifferent youth raised his head and looked into the distance.
On the distant railway, on the roof of the speeding train, the sniper, who had been crawling on the ground for a long time, looked away from the scope as if he had been electrocuted. He was intimidated by the almost tangible darkness in his eyes.
The fleeting opportunity had slipped away from his hands just like that.
He didn't dare to look anymore. He immediately threw the sniper rifle into the river beside him and crawled back into the carriage. He returned to his position and became an unrelated tourist again.
Huai Shi retracted his gaze and waited for a while. After no one came to challenge him again, he turned around and walked towards the white horse.
He saw a corpse that had been kicked to pieces beside the white horse.
"Who is this?"
"I don't know." Ai Qing shook her head. "He's probably here to take advantage of the situation."
Huai Shi nodded and pulled out the remaining half of the dagger. He threw it on the ground and applied a layer of Silver Blood Potion on it. He looked up and asked, "How far is it?"
"Eighty kilometers. It's not far."
Ai Qing asked, "Are we still going?"
"Then let's go."
Huai Shi got on the horse and looked at the gradually gloomy sky in front of him.
In the darkness, there were faint flashes of lightning and thunder, illuminating the young man's pitch-black eyes. However, the darkness was empty, reflecting the fleeting lightning and emitting a faint metallic glow.
He said, "Let's continue."
So they continued.
They walked down the highway and went forward. They saw the canyon between the mountains and the bridge above the canyon.
A stooped figure stood on the bridge, emitting a foul smell. But in his hands, he held a large scythe that looked exaggerated compared to his monkey-like body.
The bone-white scythe was full of gaps, making people feel cold just by looking at it.
And under the disheveled hair, a pair of eyes that were less black than white burned red the moment he saw them. After a strange cry, he pounced straight at them.
Both of his legs were actually reversed joints!
Rather than a person, it was better to say that he was like a beast.
Bang!
The sweeping scythe blade stopped abruptly in front of Huai Shi.
On the white horse, the Sword of Virtue was pressed against the handle of the scythe. Huai Shi slowly raised his eyes and stared at his blood-red eyes.
"Just you?"
The monkey-like strange person did not speak. He still screamed, raised the scythe in his hand, and slashed again.
But the white horse stood up like a human and abruptly kicked at him with its hooves.
The enemy flew out, but before he landed, Huai Shi had already appeared in front of him. The blade slashed down, and an arm flew up.
In the spurt of blood, another arm popped out of the wound and suddenly grabbed Huai Shi's face, gouging out two bloody marks. The scythe wielder's legs fell to the ground. The scythe swept across, and the sharp sound of steel rubbing against each other sounded.
Lightning flashed, and the blade of the axe chopped down.
The bone-white scythe broke. The strange person opened his mouth to scream, but saw Huai Shi coming forward. The sacrificial knife in his hand nailed into his mouth, sucking his blood crazily.
In an instant, the dirty face withered.
The next moment, the blade of the axe was raised and chopped down.
The head flew out.
The enemy fell to the ground.
Worried about the terrifying regenerative ability, Huai Shi waved his hand, threw down a pack of metal fuel, and snapped his fingers.
Flames rose into the sky. In the raging fire, the monkey-like strange person struggled crazily, screaming, and in the end, was completely burned to ashes. All that was left was a withered head, its eyes wide open as it stared fixedly at Huai Shi.
Huai Shi raised the axe and chopped it.
Dead.
He raised his hand, wiped the wounds on his face with the silver blood potion, and looked into the distance.
Seventy kilometers.
He turned around and led the white horse. "Let's go."
"Okay."
Ai Qing nodded.
They continued to move forward.
.
On a distant mountain, two people in black suits stared at everything here with binoculars. When they saw that the monster they sent out was killed so easily, they could not help but frown.
"Not fast enough?"
"The speed is enough, but the skill is not good enough. There are too many beasts integrated …"
"There's still one backup. Do you want to continue?"
"The actual combat practice is to find flaws. Once the flaws are found, there's no need to get involved."
"Then let's go?"
"Okay."
They picked up the briefcase beside them and turned to leave.
.
Huai Shi was still moving forward.
Fifty-two kilometers away, outside Mingguang Town, he saw a huge beast crawling at the foot of the mountain.
It had eight arthropods like a spider, and its whole body was covered with heavy steel armor. Venom slowly dripped from its mouth. The violent chemical toxin melted the stones into liquid, and a pungent stench spread.
On its back, a woman with dense tattoos on her skin raised her eyes, holding a hook-like spear and a dagger in her hands.
Seeing the arrival of Huai Shi and the others, she slowly raised the weapons in her hand.
"I've cleaned up the surroundings. Don't worry about your woman." She said in choppy Dongxia language, "Bring it on."
"Although she's not anyone's woman, thank you anyway."
Huai Shi smiled and threw the sacrificial knife to the Red Gloves, asking him to guard Ai Qing. After standing a little further away, he raised the Spear of Compassion in his hand and clenched it.
Without warning, a large dark green net was spat out from the spider-like beast's mouth. Its sharp knife feet trampled on the ground, whistling toward Huai Shi.
The Spear of Compassion was raised. From the fragrance of iris flowers, a dim electric light lit up, reflecting the sudden burst of thunder in the sky above his head. It stabbed forward!
The white horse neighed, moved forward, and walked into the net!
Then, with a fierce piercing, the entire net and restraint were torn apart, and the horse brazenly crashed into the spider-like beast.
The long hook and the Spear of Compassion collided in the air, creating sparks.
At the moment of intersection, the woman swung the dagger in her hand horizontally.
It was as fast as lightning.
Huai Shi couldn't stop it in time!
He didn't want to stop it.
In his hand, the axe blade slashed down again, smashing the spider-like beast's helmet with irresistible force. Its head was smashed into pieces. The dagger slashed across his throat, tearing apart the collar of his windbreaker, leaving behind a wound so deep that the bone could be seen.
But then, the crack healed as Huai Shi's palm wiped it, forcibly reconnecting it.
At the moment when the mount was hacked to death, the rider couldn't help but stagger. Then, she saw Huai Shi's Sword of Virtue pierce through her on the saddle.
Her lungs were torn apart!
The woman with tattoos all over her face seemed to feel no pain. The long hook in her hand suddenly softened, entangling Huai Shi like a snake, and the dagger in her other hand stabbed again!
Bang!
The Axe of Fury swept across, shattering the softened long hook. With irresistible force, it cut the dagger into pieces along with her arm.
Then, he raised his arm, and the blade of the axe drew an arc and chopped down!
Cut!
The two sides crossed each other, and blood spurted out.
From Huai Shi's chest to the rider's shoulder.
The white horse ran forward for a while, then turned back to look at Huai Shi. Huai Shi patted its neck, and it snorted, then trotted back to where she had come from.
Ai Qing raised her head and stared at the deep wound on Huai Shi's chest. Her expression didn't change, and she just asked, "Continue?"
"Continue."
Huai Shi answered calmly, reached out, and pulled her onto the horse's back.
They continued forward.
In the increasingly dense thunder, the distant sky gradually darkened.
It was going to rain.
Fifty kilometers to go …
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