If it’s going to take a few hours... might as well give up now.
Sun Hang thought about it and decided to give it a try first—if he could complete the collection in a short ti, that would be great, but if it dragged on and led to lapses in his defense or damage to the equipnt, then at least he’d have tried.
As the saying goes, "Do your best, leave the rest to fate."
After the noblewoman multiplied into five, the attack frequency suddenly increased; the Fungus Puppets at the forefront were quickly shredded to pieces. In just two seconds, over thirty puppets were reduced to less than one-fifth.
However, for Sun Hang, he had already achieved his purpose.
Using the puppets as cover, Sun Hang, now less than ten ters from the noblewoman, suddenly slamd his hands onto the ground—a giant hand ford of rubble, glass shards, and mud appeared once more. This ti, Sun Hang did not hold back his Spiritual Power and ford five giant hands, clutching all five red-dressed noblewon.
"Explode."
Sun Hang tightened his fist, and the five giant hands simultaneously clenched their fingers, which were thicker than the average person’s thigh.
The imagined scene of a splatter did not occur; before the giant hands could exert force, the five noblewon had already turned into a blood-like liquid, flowing out from the gaps between the fingers.
This "blood" gathered together, re-forming into a "noblewoman" over ten ters tall, looking down on Sun Hang.
"Damn," Sun Hang cursed as he jumped back. The next second, where he had stood was pierced like a sieve by countless bloodlines.
The noblewoman’s attack didn’t stop. The bloodlines, with cutting power comparable to lasers, swept towards Sun Hang’s retreating direction at an extrely fast speed.
Sun Hang could avoid these bloodlines, but the problem was that not only was he in their path, but the collection device behind him was also in danger.
If he dodged, all his previous efforts would be for nothing.
Sun Hang gritted his molars and exhaled a deep breath.
All the Liquid tal Flying Blades gathered in front of him, forming an irregular shield.
Under the barrage of bloodlines, the shield collapsed at first touch. However, as it shattered, a new shield would imdiately reconstruct behind it. As for the liquid tal that couldn’t be retracted in ti, it would wrap around the bloodlines like taffy, striving to weaken their power as much as possible.
The Liquid tal Shield was constantly collapsing and reforming, and Sun Hang’s Spiritual Power was rapidly depleting... just when he felt his Spiritual Power was about to be exhausted, the pressure suddenly eased—after slicing through the 735th reforged shield, the bloodlines, at the end of their strength, finally dispersed.
Between the noblewoman and Sun Hang, the ground for over a hundred ters was left with countless thin and deep grooves, as if plowed by a massive wire brush.
The noblewoman didn’t imdiately launch a second attack—the continuous barrage just now seed to have consud her quite a bit too.
Sun Hang supported himself on his knees with his hands, bending over and gasping for air, while the noblewoman stood silently a hundred ters away, not advancing.
In Sun Hang’s palm was the Shariputra obtained at Dragon Rock Fortress, furiously absorbing the energy stored within—his own energy bar had significantly increased, and this Shariputra as a "power bank" was starting to seem insufficient.
Even if Sun Hang drained all the stored energy, it would only restore less than one-tenth of his energy bar.
If the noblewoman launched another attack like that, perhaps Sun Hang would have no choice but to abandon the equipnt and flee alone.
Or... should he gamble and see?
Just stand right in the attack’s path without any defense and see if the Three Apes would help resolve this deadly crisis?
Sun Hang thought about it but dismissed the idea.
If the Three Apes appeared, things might beco uncontrollable... he could manipulate the Three Apes, but likewise, the Three Apes could manipulate him.
Sun Hang straightened up, reaching for the handgun strapped to his waist.
He regretted a bit, wishing that the custom evil device handgun for Ling Xiao was in his possession; using that to shoot the noblewoman would leave her at least half-dead if not fully.
As for the life force needed to fire... Sun Hang actually had a cheating thod.
That was to use Fungus Puppets to fire and cut off his link with them the mont the trigger was pulled.
Even if the "Godslaying Spear" drained the puppets dry, it had nothing to do with Sun Hang.
"Are you... in trouble?" A distinctly electronic female voice suddenly echoed not far away.
Sun Hang looked towards the voice to see a Hunter in a black cloak and wearing a black rubber raincoat erge from the rain curtain.
This Hunter seed familiar to Sun Hang. If he recalled correctly, she should be the leader of the eighth squad.
"I didn’t think anyone else would co. Your appearance is quite unexpected." Sun Hang said, "Besides, your voice sounds strange."
"You thought you would be the first to arrive. You surprised as well," the other said, "As for my voice... over two-thirds of my vocal cord components are artificial. For Hunters, that’s quite common, isn’t it?"
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