As Bai Yue Ling had predicted, the Leader of the Black-Clad Figures was now visibly stunned.
“This deep canyon… How did that damn brat survive?”
The Leader, gripping her guandao, slowly approached the cliff’s edge, peering into the dark, mist-filled depths of the canyon.
Even for her, this bottomless chasm was extremely dangerous.
Beyond the dark pollution that continuously eroded her body, a massive black python had just crawled inside, its aura so formidable that even she found it daunting.
Her face darkened as she pondered for a moment. Finally, she pulled out a jade bead from her body and crushed it.
Strands of white mist spilled from the bead, enveloping her in an invisible barrier that shielded her from the surrounding Dark Fall aura.
“I never imagined I’d be outwitted by a level 19 piece of trash. I should’ve just killed her on the spot…”
If she had acted sooner, perhaps there wouldn’t be so much trouble.
But as everyone knows, a proper villain always exchanges a few taunts with the protagonist—otherwise, they wouldn’t qualify as a true villain.
The Leader spread her arms and leaped off the cliff, plunging like an arrow into the dark mist.
She clung close to the rock wall as she descended, suddenly raising her guandao and driving its tip deep into the cliff, sparking a dazzling trail of fire. The friction between the blade and the wall slowed her fall.
During her descent, she quickly locked onto an indistinct figure.
It was a white, Slime-like object, clinging to the cliff and slowly wriggling toward the misty depths of the canyon.
Title Skill: [Friend of Slimes]—Temporarily transform into a Slime for 5 minutes.
Halfway through her fall, Bai Yue Ling had transformed into a Slime, latching firmly onto the rock wall.
“Ugh… Shi Qianla running off is one thing, but how could that jerk Jelly abandon me too?!”
Grumbling, Bai Yue Ling crawled and wriggled in the shadowy corner like a melted Pocky sauce.
“Good thing that black-clad figure is an idiot. If she’d killed me right away and camped my respawn point to stop me from using skills, I’d really be screwed…”
Bai Yue Ling muttered, “But now that I’ve escaped like this, she probably won’t chase me, right?”
She had to admit, being a Slime felt oddly fascinating. Not only did she gain a 360-degree field of vision with no blind spots, but she could also freely control every part of her body.
As she slid downward, Bai Yue Ling thought how nice it’d be to have a big sister nearby—she could, like a monster from a doujin, show off her new Slime tentacle abilities.
As if answering her wish, she suddenly saw a dark figure swoop down from above, the guandao scraping the rock wall with a piercing screech, charging toward her with sparks and lightning.
“Priest Hero!” the Leader roared. “Die!”
“She’s chasing me even here?!”
Caught off guard, Bai Yue Ling could only shrink her body desperately to dodge the incoming blade.
But the Leader twisted her wrists, the guandao arcing mid-air, effortlessly slicing off a small chunk of her soft, translucent Slime body.
A sharp mental pain of being split surged through her. Bai Yue Ling could only watch as a piece of her detached self plummeted into the canyon, vanishing into the dark mist.
Not good! Climb up quick… Seeing the Leader had fallen below her, Bai Yue Ling instantly changed course, tensing her body and inching upward like a caterpillar.
“You can’t escape!”
The Leader drove her guandao into the rock wall, halting her descent. Then, with a push of her feet, she stood at a 90-degree angle on the cliff.
Levels 20 to 40 were still within the realm of what ordinary people could achieve with skills or tools, but above 40 was pure superhuman territory.
Like now—the Leader, running vertically up the cliff, used no skills, equipment, or items—just raw strength and speed.
Amid the trembling rumble of the rock, she charged toward Bai Yue Ling, her eyes blazing with crazed, bloodthirsty light. Raising her long guandao, she swung down at Bai Yue Ling like pounding mochi!
Pfft!
Bai Yue Ling’s body was sliced in half, splitting into two silvery Slime masses that wriggled and reshaped, transforming into two adorable, white-haired lolis.
The two mini Bai Yue Lings scurried past the Leader with their short legs, heading downward, then clasped hands mid-air and fused back into one.
“Heh, how long can your Slime form last? Five minutes? Fifteen?” the Leader sneered, turning back. “No matter—I’ve got plenty of time to wear you down!”
No choice but to keep going down… Bai Yue Ling contracted her body into a ball, rolling rapidly downward, leaving a long trail of sticky Slime residue on the cliff.
“Tch, what a runner!”
The Leader watched Bai Yue Ling vanish into the darkness, clicking her tongue before sprinting after her.
Boom!
After rolling for who-knows-how-long, Bai Yue Ling landed with a thud. The massive fall damage was mitigated to almost nothing by her Slime cushioning.
She slowly reverted to human form, pulling out her Starter Divine Staff from level 1 to heal herself, then chugged a Health Potion bought from a shop.
[Your health has been restored to 90%.]
Under the Slime’s slow regeneration, her severed left arm regrew. Standing up, she looked around in confusion.
“What is this place?”
The scene before her resembled a desolate ancient battlefield. Thick black mist permeated the air, burning like flames, exuding a dark, corrupted aura.
Dozens of decayed swords and blades were scattered, stabbed into the ground. Tattered cloth strips danced in the black mist, as if recounting the brutal battles and the passage of time.
“The pollution source seems to be hidden here… What happened in this place before?”
Boom, boom, boom!
No time to think—the rumbling from above grew closer. A figure, trailing sparks like a meteor, crashed down, her guandao plunging deep into the ground with earth-shattering force.
“Found you!”
The meteor-like impact knocked Bai Yue Ling to the ground. The Leader raised her guandao, sneering as she approached and kicked Bai Yue Ling’s abdomen.
“Run! Keep running!”
The force sent Bai Yue Ling flying, rolling several times before crashing into the rock wall, leaving a large dent.
[Your health has dropped to 75%.]
“Cough, cough, cough…” Bai Yue Ling felt excruciating pain numbing her body. Forget casting skills—she barely had the strength to lift her staff.
She could fight back against level 30 black-clad figures, but against a level 50 Leader… she was powerless, only able to take hits.
“Jie jie jie… Ready for this? This is just the start. Next, I’ll carve you up slice by slice. Hope you hold out—don’t ruin my fun.”
The Leader dragged her guandao slowly, the blade scraping sparks along the ground, as if pronouncing Bai Yue Ling’s death sentence.
Bai Yue Ling gritted her teeth, scanning her surroundings.
Head-on was impossible… Think fast… Is there any way to deal with her?
Suddenly, she glimpsed a golden glow on a nearby rock wall.
Beneath a pile of rubble, a golden sigil was etched into the ground, radiating an eternal brilliance.
[Would you like to summon the spirit “War Angel Frite”?]