After killing the first Ghost Frog, a wisp of blood mist rged into the shadowy figure.
The mist around the shadow thickened, and his speed suddenly surged. He closed in on the second wounded Ghost Frog and reaped it with another scythe!
He gained another burst of speed and went to slay the third Ghost Frog!
In just a few seconds, all three escaping Yellow-striped Ghost Frogs were slaughtered by the newcor!
Awakened? Native? Demon?
"Who are you?"
Bai Pu’s tone revealed no change.
The shadow wrapped in dense fog paused. In the mist, two blood-red pupils glared at Bai Pu like sparks in the night.
"Hehe... I am ’Owl.’
A dry voice, like tal scratching glass said, "Thanks for crippling these Ghost Frogs so I could reap them."
The Demon Camp is rather indifferent about infighting; unaffiliated demons often devour each other. Owl killing a few stray demons for benefits wouldn’t affect his reputation in the Demon Camp, as long as he doesn’t go on a slaughter spree.
Of course, there are pros and cons; the Awakened in the Demon Camp sotis get attacked by demons of the sa camp, and if eaten, they can only bla their own lack of skill, reasoning inside the demon belly.
This, of course, refers to unaffiliated ordinary demons.
If Owl attacks a Demon General, or colludes with humans as a "Demon Traitor" and is discovered, that’s a different story.
Bai Pu turned and ran.
"Running now won’t save you."
Owl’s legs were long, like bamboo poles used for poling a boat. Each ti they hit the ground, he "floated" forward a large distance—seemingly leisurely, but actually very fast! The distance with Bai Pu was closing.
Owl even spared the effort to speak, disrupting Bai Pu’s focus:
"What have you taken from the Demon General Ghost Leather’s lair? Share it with ; I’ll spare your life if I get seventy percent."
"Maybe you have a ans to forcibly escape, perhaps even an advanced, instant-effect item, but are you willing to use it? The items from the Ghost Leather’s lair probably can’t be taken back to the real world, right?"
Another reason Owl didn’t ntion: he was certain Bai Pu, having wandered a dangerous place, had used most of his trump cards. Now was the ti of his exhaustion and the lowest point in his combat power!
While speaking, Owl had already closed in on Bai Pu’s back, sweeping his scythe sideways.
Bai Pu didn’t turn back, twisting his blade and placing it behind himself, deflecting the slash and using the force to spring forward, widening the gap once again.
"Unexpected, this newly awakened rookie’s Combat Specialization isn’t low."
Owl was sowhat surprised, a thought flashing through his mind: "People say his top high school exam score was due to luck, but it seems not entirely..."
"But do you really think you can escape? My Mutant Skill, Asura’s Heart, temporarily increases movent speed with every kill, now at 60 points. Let’s see how you run!"
Owl’s speed was startlingly fast; within a few breaths, he closed the gap with Bai Pu once more. This ti, learning from experience, he didn’t strike imdiately but intercepted Bai Pu from the front with a vertical scythe chop!
Bai Pu’s steps paused slightly for an imperceptible mont; it was this subtle pause that allowed Owl’s vertical chop to miss, the tip grazing Bai Pu’s nose!
Seizing the opportunity of Owl’s fatigued move, Bai Pu swiftly sidestepped, continuing his wild sprint.
Being toyed with twice ignited Owl’s fury. He put away his scythe, spending three seconds to switch to a lighter, one-handed White Bone Sword, and exerted his legs to chase Bai Pu again.
Compared to the double-handed long-handled scythe, the one-handed sword’s strikes were faster. Even if dodged, the strike’s stiffness was minimal.
Predictably, Bai Pu could no longer exploit gaps to escape. To avoid being stabbed by the Bone Sword, he had to stop and fight Owl!
Bai Pu’s choice was... to keep running.
The Bone Sword floated smoothly, the tip stabbing Bai Pu, but Owl looked astonished.
The damage he inflicted... was only single digits!
"Very tough... Does this newcor have a formidable Damage Reduction Talent?"
Realizing this, Owl burst out laughing, the miniature Ghost Frog head hanging at his waist emitted a dark yellow glow, coating his Bone Sword in a dark yellow sheen.
Zing!
With one sword strike, tiny pits appeared on Bai Pu’s surface, white mist spreading, an acidic, foul corrosive scent wafting!
This was Owl’s Accessory Additional Skill: Corrosive Acid! Similar to the Rotting Corpse Ghost’s Acidic Liquid Shot, it possessed certain corrosive properties and could temporarily break armor!
Of course, compared to the Yellow Springs pool water from the Ghost Leather’s lair, the corrosive intensity was far inferior.
This accessory skill had to be used with bone or wood weapons. With tal weapons, it would rapidly decrease durability, even leading to damage.
Bai Pu’s surface, Mucous mbrane Coating began.
Though this couldn’t specifically reduce the sharp damage from the Bone Sword, as sharp damage is a type of physical damage, Bai Pu had Strong Strike Armor and wasn’t too afraid.
Seeing Bai Pu still enduring his attacks, Owl’s eyes filled with ferocity!
As an Agility Type damage dealer, the biggest humiliation was the enemy ignoring his damage!
It’s even more impactful than a woman’s disdainful smile at a man’s genitals.
Thus, Owl imdiately unleashed his proud skill: Crescent Moon Execution!
The Bone Sword spun, tracing perfect arc-shaped rings of light in the air.
Like tightening ropes, aiming at Bai Pu’s neck, layer upon layer, executing fiercely!
Back then, Owl used this move to cleanly decapitate Beiming Family’s Oath Curse Seal master—Beiming Tie Yue!
Bai Pu’s head severed, blood spraying wildly.
Owl’s face wore a cruel smile—but that smile froze instantly, for he felt no sensation of the blade hitting flesh!
The Bai Pu before him turned into a headless corpse and quickly dissipated as a Phantom.
This was... the Hundred-eyed Demon’s ability: Illusion!
Almost simultaneously, intense pain surged through Owl’s chest and abdon! He gritted his teeth and retreated, raising his Bone Sword defensively, clanging as he blocked Bai Pu’s follow-up attacks. Both widened their distance.
Owl glanced down, his eye twitching.
A harsh bloodline had been gouged from his chest! If the force was stronger, the damage higher by three to five percent, he’d be gutted entirely.
The black blood mist surrounding Owl squird autonomously, seeping into the wound, nding the torn flesh and mbrane. Within seconds, bleeding stopped, as Owl’s Life Value gradually recovered.
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