Chapter 828 - 755: A Lame Excuse

Chapter 828: Chapter 755: A Lame Excuse

The Ghost Demon had turned into an ice sculpture—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Du Jun’s Fangtian Halberd was just about to smash the Ghost Demon into pieces when, in a flash, a figure suddenly darted forward and stood in front of the ice sculpture, using his own body to shield the Ghost Demon.

"Are you looking for death? Get out of the way!" Du Jun roared furiously. The person did not react at all, merely staring coldly at the descending Fangtian Halberd without a trace of fear. In a panic, Du Jun was forced to forcefully retract his power, stopping the Fangtian Halberd dangerously close to the person’s head.

"He Xing, what are you doing?" Du Jun immediately recognized this unexpected interloper, Cheng Yaojin. It was his subordinate from the Bureau, a captain and a High Rank War King.

He Xing did not reply. His expression was bizarre, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Are you being controlled by the Ghost Demon?" Du Jun realized after a few glances.

"Kill!" He Xing’s eyes grew even redder. Filled with brutality and resentment, he attacked Du Jun.

"He Xing, wake up! Are you trying to rebel?" Du Jun was forced to retreat.

SWISH SWISH SWISH!

At the same time, over a dozen more figures appeared. They were all Rank Three Creatures from the Demon Management Bureau, at the War King Level. Their eyes were blood-red, their bodies radiating a murderous aura. Evil Qi filled the wilderness as they recklessly attacked their own boss.

"Damn it, what is going on?" Du Jun was going mad with anger. He was on the verge of killing the Ghost Demon, yet it was saved by a group of his own subordinates. Even worse, they had all become the Ghost Demon’s puppets, helping it kill him. Du Jun could only defend passively, unable to strike back. These people were the core personnel of the Bureau. He couldn’t possibly kill all of his own subordinates.

"You kill the Ghost Demon! You kill it!" Du Jun roared furiously, shouting this at Tu Xiao’an. Only by killing the Ghost Demon would these controlled people regain their sanity and rationality.

As a dignified Level 39 Peak War God, he had felt suffocated from start to finish. He could have personally executed the Ghost Demon, yet he was entangled by a group of his own subordinates. Left with no other choice, he could only let Tu Xiao’an take the credit.

Tu Xiao’an didn’t waste any words. The sooner this Ghost Demon was killed, the better. His bewitching eyes immediately locked onto the Ghost Demon’s ice sculpture, the gaze of the Snake King’s Eye turning tangible.

WHOOSH!

Two beams of red light shot out, striking the ice sculpture.

BOOM!

Everything turned to ash.

"It’s done! It worked, haha!" Du Jun was overjoyed at the sight. This Super Great Demon actually had some humanity to him. No wonder he was sent by the boss of City B to act as a representative.

"Kill... Kill... Kill..."

The group of controlled subordinates continued to attack Du Jun with red eyes, acting as if they harbored a deep sea of blood feud with him.

What was going on? The Ghost Demon had been killed, so why hadn’t his subordinates regained their sanity?

Du Jun was astonished. His face twitched, and his large eyes went wide as he thought, "Could it be that the Ghost Demon isn’t dead yet?"

Tu Xiao’an noticed it too. Outside Building Three, a ghostly phantom began to condense. It was simultaneously tangible and ethereal, real yet illusory.

"Trying to kill me isn’t that easy! I am immortal!" As soon as the Ghost Demon appeared, it let out a bizarre, cackling laugh, acting extremely arrogant and domineering.

"You do have some skill, but do you think you’re an unkillable cockroach?" Tu Xiao’an wasn’t much surprised. His body floated over like an illusion. "Ghost Demon, come and fight me."

The Ghost Demon stared at Tu Xiao’an. This Great Demon made it feel a sense of extreme danger. The thunder released earlier had left it in great agony.

"Trying to run again?" Tu Xiao’an noticed the ghostly phantom fading. This bastard would fight if it could win, and slip away if it couldn’t, resorting to any means necessary.

"Don’t you like sucking blood? My blood is the most delicious." Tu Xiao’an suddenly sliced open his own palm, revealing the impossibly crimson Snake Emperor’s Blood. Every single drop seemed to possess a life of its own.

"Good blood... good blood..."

The moment the Ghost Demon saw the blood on Tu Xiao’an’s palm, it was completely stunned, unable to tear itself away. Its greedy desires expanded infinitely. It felt that if it drank this blood, its strength would surge immensely. This would be even more effective than draining the blood of hundreds of thousands of ordinary humans.

"Come on, come and drink my blood."

"Good blood... good blood..." The Ghost Demon muttered to itself, no longer able to resist the temptation. With a wave of its hand, howling ghost winds surged from all directions, surrounding Tu Xiao’an.

The corners of Tu Xiao’an’s mouth curled up slightly. "Your moves are useless against me," he said indifferently.

As he spoke, the Ghost Demon suddenly vanished, becoming part of the ghostly winds circling around Tu Xiao’an, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Tu Xiao’an didn’t panic in the slightest. He held his palm open, his Snake Emperor’s Blood pulsing.

Eight o’clock direction.

Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from Tu Xiao’an’s eyes. He threw a punch toward the eight o’clock direction, and with this strike, boiling flames surged forward.

BANG!

Accompanied by a bizarre shriek, the Ghost Demon was forced to reveal itself again, clearly having taken a heavy blow.

"Come on, hurry up and drink the blood," Tu Xiao’an said with a smile.

As long as the Ghost Demon got close, Tu Xiao’an could beat it so badly even its mother wouldn’t recognize it. If it liked to play, then Tu Xiao’an would play along properly. In the face of his Snake Emperor’s Blood, this vile beast simply couldn’t resist the temptation. Tu Xiao’an had basically grasped the Ghost Demon’s fatal weakness.

BANG... BANG... BANG!

The Ghost Demon attempted to ambush Tu Xiao’an several times, but was swatted away head-on each time, screaming bizarrely in pain. Meanwhile, on the other side, Du Jun was endlessly entangled by his own subordinates. Unable to deliver lethal blows, he could only wait for the right moments to knock them out one by one.

At this moment, a figure shot out from Building Two, moving gracefully through the air with elegant footwork.

"Younger Brother Ling, what were you doing? You finally decided to show up," Du Jun said with slight dissatisfaction when he saw Ling Yihang.

Ling Yihang instantly arrived in front of Du Jun, his expression pained as he said, "Shao Qiu is dead."

"What?" Du Jun was greatly shocked by these words. "You’re saying that the boss of City E, Shao Qiu, is dead? How did she die?"

The Ghost Demon was in Building Three. How could Shao Qiu, who had gone to Building Two, die? Did she smash her head against a wall?

"She was killed by the Ghost Demon." Ling Yihang’s words were shocking enough to wake the dead.

"..." The Ghost Demon was speechless, thinking, "Don’t falsely accuse me, alright? When did I kill her? Why don’t I know about this?"

"..." Tu Xiao’an thought, "Could you at least draft a script before lying?"

"..." Du Jun was rendered speechless.

Ling Yihang hurriedly explained, "Although the Ghost Demon didn’t appear in Building Two, it used some unknown method to control Shao Qiu, turning her against me. I was delayed in Building Two, constantly facing Boss Shao Qiu’s attacks. Left with no choice, I could only... I could only..."

Du Jun understood immediately, and at the same time, felt a chill run down his spine. What a terrifying Ghost Demon. On one hand, it possessed Yan Guan and killed Qu Ping, and on the other, it controlled Boss Shao Qiu. He understood Ling Yihang’s helplessness.

"Younger Brother Ling, this isn’t your fault," Du Jun patted Ling Yihang’s shoulder. "Once we kill the Ghost Demon, we will go together to give an official explanation of what happened."

Ling Yihang was slightly taken aback, thinking, "I’m spewing such nonsense, and you actually believe it?"

This excuse was full of loopholes. Used anywhere else, it wouldn’t have a leg to stand on. However, when blamed on the Ghost Demon, it fit perfectly. After all, the Ghost Demon had already controlled far too many people.