Chapter 105: Their Minds Have All Been Poisoned
Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Their Minds Have All Been Poisoned
"Pfft... Hahahaha..."
"Wu Liang, it’s been over half a year. You’ve really become fucking shameless, haven’t you?"
"You, a kid? Ptooey! You’re a dwarf. Stop trying to act like a child in front of me.
If we’re talking age, you’ve got to be in your forties, right?"
"Out of all of us here, you’re the fucking oldest one!"
Chu Zhengxiong was a hothead through and through.
The moment Wu Liang said this, Chu Zhengxiong couldn’t wait to fire back.
This made Wu Liang give an awkward chuckle.
Meanwhile, Lin Yi, slowly getting to his feet, was also inwardly shocked.
’No wonder... How could a middle schooler possibly possess a 6-star cultivation level?’
’Even the most monstrous of geniuses couldn’t reach such a terrifying level.’
’So he’s a dwarf? That explains everything.’
Han Bin slowly pulled off his leather gloves.
With that, he gave his hands a light stretch.
The next moment, a weapon like a Laser Sword materialized in his right hand.
His gaze grew increasingly cold as he stared directly at Wu Liang.
"You escaped the last encirclement. This time, you won’t be leaving. Stay here for good!"
"Oh?"
Wu Liang shot Han Bin a scornful glance.
"We’ll see if you’ve got what it takes!"
"Try me..."
Han Bin’s eyes flashed, and wielding a long blue sword, he charged straight for Wu Liang.
He moved with the speed of a blink.
The longsword cut a blue swath through the air, stabbing fiercely toward Wu Liang.
The next moment, Wu Liang was gone from the spot where the sword had passed.
Without pausing, Han Bin immediately sidestepped.
BOOM—
The very instant he moved.
Wu Liang’s fist came crashing down.
The punch was incredibly forceful, slamming into the ground like a thousand-pound sledgehammer.
Countless cracks instantly spiderwebbed across the ground.
A deep crater was left at the point of impact.
The corners of Wu Liang’s mouth tilted up. He locked onto Han Bin’s position and lunged at him again.
But just then, Chu Zhengxiong brought his greatblade cleaving down on Wu Liang.
Catching the attack in his peripheral vision, Wu Liang tapped his toes lightly on the ground.
His body drifted like a flower petal, landing more than ten meters away.
He then gave a devilish smirk, his eyes filled with scorn for Chu Zhengxiong and Han Bin.
Perhaps he was mocking their inability to touch him, even two-on-one.
Or perhaps he was mocking them for ganging up on him, suggesting that a victory won through numbers would be a hollow one.
But the instant Wu Liang’s feet touched the ground.
Countless red dots of light appeared around him.
The dots then connected to each other, rapidly forming a net.
Wu Liang’s face fell when he saw it.
He knew just how powerful this net was. Once it fully formed, there would be no escape.
The net would slice his body into a thousand pieces.
Just before the red net could finish forming, Wu Liang rapidly retreated.
Suddenly, the red net that had been enveloping him finished forming.
It immediately shot after Wu Liang.
The net pursued him as if it had a homing device.
No matter how Wu Liang dodged and weaved, it stuck to him relentlessly, closing the distance with every moment.
In a desperate move, Wu Liang grabbed two Blood Drop Believers and hurled them at the red net.
"AAAAAAAAAH—"
The two Blood Drop Believers let out terrified screams.
The instant their bodies made contact with the red net.
They were effortlessly sliced into innumerable fragments...
And with that, the red net disappeared.
"You treacherous bastard!"
Suddenly, an immense pressure emanated from behind Wu Liang.
Chu Zhengxiong leaped high, his greatblade cleaving down toward Wu Liang.
Wu Liang didn’t have a spare moment to think.
He dropped and rolled.
BOOM—
The instant he rolled clear, a tremendous crash sounded from behind.
Chu Zhengxiong’s greatblade had carved a deep trench in the ground.
The close call left Wu Liang drenched in a cold sweat.
He rolled a short distance and was just scrambling to his feet when another figure appeared silently behind him.
Han Bin’s Aurora Sword thrust straight for Wu Liang’s heart.
"Damn it..."
Wu Liang’s heart trembled. This relentless, wave-after-wave of attacks was leaving him in a sorry state.
Just as the Aurora Sword was about to run him through.
He used his diminutive size to his advantage, throwing himself forward.
In that instant, the Aurora Sword practically scraped across his back as it shot past.
But before he could react further.
Han Bin brought his foot stomping down from above.
THUD...
The kick landed squarely on Wu Liang’s back.
It sent his small body slamming straight into the ground.
The next moment, the frigid Aurora Sword pierced straight through his back.
SHLICK—
The soft sound of a blade sinking into flesh.
The Aurora Sword, a blade from the frozen north, instantly flash-froze Wu Liang’s wound.
Not a single drop of blood escaped.
In fact, the ice rapidly encased the entire wound.
It was as if even the pain itself had been frozen.
But Wu Liang knew. Being struck by the Aurora Sword, even if it wasn’t a fatal blow, meant it was over for him.
The moment the ice sealed his wound.
It had already begun to spread rapidly into his body.
In other words, it wasn’t just the wound that was freezing over, but all of his internal organs.
At first, there was no sensation at all, not even pain.
When the ice finally melted, that would be the moment of his death.
Wu Liang’s face went deathly pale.
Lying on the ground, he felt as if his very body was dissolving.
He turned his head to look at Han Bin behind him, and at Chu Zhengxiong, who had now drawn near...
Wu Liang sneered, "Cough, cough... I was careless. I never expected the Demon Hunting Bureau to send all three of you.
I should... I should be honored..."
"For a small organization like our Blood Drop to receive such... cough, cough... such attention from the Demon Hunting Bureau!"
"That’s something to celebrate, I suppose!"
"It’s just... when... when the abyss roars, when... when the night sky turns blood-red... everyone in the Old District will become a sacrificial offering... and that includes all of you in the New District! Hahaha..."
Wu Liang broke into a maniacal laugh.
Chu Zhengxiong, Han Bin, and Mo Ya exchanged a look.
"What’s he babbling about?" Han Bin asked, his expression grim.
Chu Zhengxiong, however, just hoisted his greatblade onto his shoulder. "What else could it be? He’s talking about that great demon!"
"I’m telling you, Wu Liang, has your Blood Drop really pinned all its hopes of turning this around on that great demon?"
"I really don’t know whether to call you childish or just plain naive!"
"You go through all this trouble, capturing those Martial Artists, using their lifeblood to feed that great demon. Once it’s fully grown and finally emerges, do you really think it’s going to help you?"
"Don’t forget, a demon is a demon. No matter how much evil you’ve done, you’re still human!"
"Why the hell would it help you? Because you’re so pretty? Or because you’ve got more meat on your bones?"
"Ah, forget it. There’s no fucking point in talking to you anymore.
Everyone in Blood Drop has been brainwashed. You’re all beyond saving!"
"Old Han, give him a quick end. Don’t let him linger on. I’m worried he’ll somehow survive this!"
After Chu Zhengxiong finished speaking,
Han Bin nodded.
SHLICK...
Without a moment’s hesitation, the Aurora Sword came down on Wu Liang’s neck.
There was no blood; the wound was flash-frozen the instant it was created.
All that remained was the lifeless corpse of Wu Liang, lying silently on the ground.
His head was now severed from his neck.
Yet Wu Liang’s expression was oddly serene.
There wasn’t a trace of terror, nor a hint of fear.
His expression was that of someone who had completed a mission and finally found release.
Not far away, Lin Yi stared at Wu Liang’s body, lost in thought.
"Something’s not right. It feels like... something is missing."
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
Snow Angel, who was right beside him, overheard Lin Yi muttering to himself.
Ever since Wu Liang’s sneak attack had injured him, Snow Angel had rushed over to protect him.
Lin Yi shook his head. "I can’t put my finger on it."
"Then don’t force it. How are you doing? Can you handle your injuries? Should I take you back to get treated?" Snow Angel asked hurriedly.
Lin Yi smiled and shook his head. "I’ll be fine. Besides, there are still those Blood Drop Believers to deal with. Do we kill them or spare them?"
Chu Zhengxiong must have overheard him.
"Spare them? My ass! These believers are completely brainwashed. Keeping them around is just asking for trouble. Kill them! Don’t leave a single one alive!"
As his words fell, the slaughter resumed.
The remaining twenty or thirty Blood Drop Believers were quickly cut down.
Not a single one escaped.