“So many Octopus Monsters!” Xingyue’s scalp tingled as she couldn’t help but exclaim.
These disgusting creatures were enough to make an ordinary person feel physically ill with just one glance.
Let alone seeing a whole bunch of them!
Jimite’s face turned pale, recalling the horrible experience of having those vile parasites inside his own body, causing unbearable stomach pain.
Dancing Elephant and Boyang almost simultaneously drew their weapons, swiftly entering combat stance.
“Everyone stay alert, steady and cautious. Don’t give them any openings,” Ye Lian reminded.
These Octopus Monsters were only truly threatening when hidden.
Now that they were out in the open, they were less terrifying.
At worst, just tougher to kill.
Of course, that was from Ye Lian and her group’s perspective.
Other players didn’t share the same view.
At this moment, cries of anguish could be heard everywhere in the Outer City.
From the Watchtower, Zhao Gang looked down at the brutal scene with uncontrollable excitement.
He was practically ready to dance with joy.
However, that happiness instantly vanished when he caught sight of a pitch-black Shadow.
Immediately, his rage exploded from within: “Wretched wench!”
At this moment, Zhao Gang was like a volcano erupting with scorching energy.
He leapt abruptly from the towering Watchtower, spreading his hands wide as ten long tentacles sprouted, waving wildly in midair.
If it had been any ordinary creature, it would have fallen and shattered on the ground.
But Zhao Gang miraculously glided through the air, speeding toward that black silhouette.
[Who’s Chicken] slowly turned its head, its vacant eyes staring downward, seemingly lost in thought.
Sensing something approaching, the Shadow—Mulin—stopped in her tracks.
She then kicked off the ground, flying backward.
At the same moment, Zhao Gang swooped toward the place where she had just been standing like a hunting eagle.
The hard floor tiles cracked on impact, fragments scattering everywhere.
“We meet again,” Zhao Gang said as he turned toward Mulin.
One side of his face twisted into a ferocious grin, the other contorted with rage, creating a grotesque image.
But this expression was a true reflection of his inner self.
One half thrilled at the chance for revenge.
The other consumed by the fury of remembering how miserable he was when human, bullied by the other party.
That kick had sent him plunging into the bottomless abyss!
If Zhao Gang were to rank the people he hated most in this world, Mulin would be second.
And first place, naturally, was the White Knight who had nearly killed him!
That terrifying opponent, though a player, felt more like an inhuman entity.
Before growing stronger, Zhao Gang didn’t dare to trouble that person.
Now, facing this “weak” Mulin, he could finally vent his wrath!
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be like this.
Actually, I should thank you.”
Zhao Gang spread his hands wide, the tentacles around and inside his mouth dancing with delight.
He was releasing the deep pleasure and hatred within him.
His mind already picturing the other party’s miserable death.
“Who are you?” Mulin squinted, puzzled.
She truly couldn’t remember ever seeing this monster before, yet he acted as if they were very familiar.
At those words, Zhao Gang instantly froze like a human popsicle, his entire body solidifying into a block of ice.
‘So he didn’t even qualify to remain in her memory?’
Not much was needed, just one snapshot!
Yet, he was like an ant crawling on a highway—so insignificant that Mulin crushed him without noticing.
What a pathetic reality.
How infuriating!
“I’ll tear you to pieces!!!” Zhao Gang roared hysterically, his tentacles flailing wildly, many small crimson eyes flashing fiercely.
His appearance was ghastly.
If he had any humanity left moments ago, it was now completely gone.
“Annoying.” Mulin frowned slightly, displeased.
Even a slightly bigger ant dared to block her path.
Utterly reckless!
She unsheathed her Horizontal Silent Moon Slash, and the Black String Moon blade slashed toward Zhao Gang.
It was just a blade of light.
But not an ordinary one.
It carried a dense aura of death.
As if being struck meant instant annihilation into nothingness!
Zhao Gang dared not take the blow, immediately gathering all his strength to dodge.
Unfortunately, Mulin’s strike was faster, cutting off his arm and several tentacles.
Blood gushed out wildly.
Excruciating pain surged through Zhao Gang’s mind.
Not only that, a terrifying death aura seeped from the wound, attempting to drag him into a world of void and extinction!
“No!” Zhao Gang screamed heartbreakingly, using every ounce of strength to resist the invading aura.
“Oh? One slash can’t kill you.” Mulin looked slightly surprised.
“Then I’ll make it two.”
Before she could strike again, a black shadow suddenly attacked.
Forcing her to shift focus from Zhao Gang, she swung her blade at the incoming figure.
A huge door was instantly cut in half, flying past Mulin and smashing into the building behind, shattering into pieces.
“Fooled you.” She averted her gaze but found no trace of Zhao Gang.
“Forget it. He won’t last long anyway.”
Shaking her head lightly, Mulin immediately took off toward the Silver Alchemy Workshop.
In a quiet alley.
[Who’s Chicken] put down the one-armed Zhao Gang, face still expressionless.
The latter leaned against the wall, pupils flickering as he gasped for breath.
If not for Who’s Chicken’s timely arrival, he would have died at Mulin’s hands.
Though now, death still loomed close.
With that death aura invading, Zhao Gang’s Life Value was rapidly draining.
At this point, even keeping his body from collapsing was difficult.
Who’s Chicken glanced at him with vacant eyes before turning away.
Apparently convinced he was doomed.
But just as Who’s Chicken turned, Zhao Gang suddenly opened his huge mouth, splitting his head in two to reveal a maw filled with sharp fangs as he lunged at him.
The alley instantly erupted in a storm of blood and carnage.
After an unknown amount of time, silence finally returned.
A corpse lay on the ground.
Missing an arm, tattered and unrecognizable.
But judging by the figure, it was clearly Zhao Gang.
“………..” Not far from the body stood a dazed young man.
It was Who’s Chicken.
Since he was still alive, it meant Zhao Gang’s sneak attack had utterly failed…….
“Hah, I survived. Luckily I prepared a new body!
Otherwise, that wretched wench would have killed me!”
Strangely, the words spoken by Who’s Chicken were exactly the same as Zhao Gang’s.
“How dare you destroy my precious body! Aaaah!
Revenge! I’ll repay you a hundredfold, a thousandfold!
You will all die here!”
As he shouted, his appearance gradually morphed into Zhao Gang’s.
This eerie scene sent chills down the spine.
***
Meanwhile.
Ye Lian shot down an Octopus Monster with a single bullet, then let Bai Xue finish it off.
Others divided tasks and fought more easily.
After all, the Octopus Monsters had lost their mysterious edge and were just monsters with exceptionally strong vitality.
Once their traits and attack patterns were understood, killing them was no problem.
Before long, the battle ended.
Bai Xue leveled up to 8 by collecting heads, reaching a whole new tier of strength.
Boyang and the others also gained considerable rewards.
“Next, it’s our turn to counterattack.” Ye Lian, holding the Destroyer, looked into the distance and said coldly.
She was never one to stay on the defensive.