Suddenly, the entire archive's lights flickered all at once.
Like a blink.
Just for a mont.
Yet after that montary flicker, the blood-red blade had already pierced through the guard's chest.
Pan Ying!
In the hands of the orthodox group, Pan Ying sang with a tremor, the blood flas burst forth and swept over, three Sacrificial Master emblems instantly lit up, and under Old Tang's superb control, erupted!
Fungus Group is the system, Erosion finds no gap; Scar is the surface, leaving unhealable wounds; Blood Arm is the core, pushing One Sword to an all-out terrifying intensity.
Not even ti to blink.
"——"
The guard instinctively wanted to make a sound, but felt he had lost connection with the Heavenly Essence Law he tied into, the archive's Matrix and Secret Ritual.
Suddenly severed from the archive's close-knit integration.
Unbelievable.
All surveillance footage was abruptly cut off by Old Tang's chanical spiders released from his heel, replacing them, and more Spirit of Creation erosion severed his system permissions swiftly, or rather...
Impersonated.
An identical managent authority appeared in the archive, took over everything, yet password and verification beca completely different.
Hacked!
Not even ti for alarm and shock.
In that less-than-a-montary gap, as Tian Yuan of Rebirth Rank instinctively chose to unleash with full force!
Indiscriminately, without separating foe from ally nor any targets, equally and wildly wreaking havoc, maximizing harm to all while preserving himself, activating an alarm.
He dared not hope to defeat the enemy or counterkill with a sliver of health, but made the choice with the highest success rate—if the situation here could reach outside, he might have a glimr of hope!
But is there truly?
No.
For the [Wolf], a mont remains too long, after all.
To Tian Yuan, within five steps is no different from face-to-face with White Deer, and in that short mont, fully unleashed, it's enough for White Deer to finish several rounds, plus smoke a cigarette and wash feet.
Invisible ripples brewing in the void, unable to sprout within the mont, ti seemingly halts, everything plunges into suspension.
Only the figure surrounded by black fla steps forward with a smile, like a leisurely stroll.
Reaching out, placing a hand on the stiff face not yet cleared or distorted.
—Truly, a fine jade of talent!
Could feel the sweet scent close at hand, swirling by the nose, akin to spring water flowing into the lungs, soothing the soul, inducing an irrepressible hunger!
Tian Yuan's flavor, really fragrant!
Upon noticing, instinctually tearing off the disguise, revealing the fearso true form.
Pitch-black shadows swell, smoky-black mist transforms into beastly fur, endlessly spreading, while sharp claws and fangs extend violently.
Opening the jaws, it bites toward his throat!
Fast, too fast, utterly unable to react, as the guard perceives what's rushing toward him in the darkness, it's already over.
Counter and burst brewing, torn apart witheringly by claws, interrupting skill, direct penetration.
Tens of thousands of mirage-like shadows spill and envelop him.
Those jagged claws sliced through the air without resistance, not even stirring a breeze, all force gathered at fingertip blades.
The Wolf's skill in this ferocious flurry appeared and manifested.
Precision to an intolerable degree.
Rather than precise, perhaps it's more rigid.
Not adjusting by differencing friend and foe, circumstances, but chanically stacking techniques in attacks, rigidly applying, without err.
Limited by control thod and experience, Ji Jue can't wield the wolf body like an arm, only releasing skills like hitting buttons, forcibly unleashing instinct to issue commands.
Ultimately lacking in agility.
Seemingly sharp, yet a farce if spread.
But now, facing a Tian Yuan stripped of any resistance, it's completely sufficient!
After all, a consumable, why be sparing?
rcilessly summoning all power within the shell, even maiming the body and soul, to trade for the mont's outburst.
Blood-Burst, Bone-Pierce, Spirit-Slaughter—
In the blink of an eye, dozens to hundreds of hunting skills overlay upon Tian Yuan's body and soul.
Utterly crushed the last ounce of resistance.
Wolf Blood poison penetrated bone marrow, spreading, dispersing, soul erosion, pulverizing the last thread of consciousness.
Pa!
In just a blink, everything changed drastically.
Blood mist erupted, claw marks burst from the guard's body, as if slicing, stripped into a skeleton, yet precisely not fully rending the soul, preserving a thread of vitality and matrix intact.
What a pity, so much blessing...
Seen but not obtained.
Ji Jue ignored the incessant cracking sounds within his body, sighed deeply.
Nimbly, removing the remnant body still connected to the archive's Secret Ritual from Pan Ying, pinning with a shot to ensure no sudden death triggers any accident.
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