"Next one—"
Crossing over those insignificant bones, the Dragon Mountain Armor lifted its gaze, staring at Yue Chen's location through the countless writhing mass of flesh and blood, their eyes locked in a gaze.
The Flying Light appeared again!
After a long wait, a glimr of light appeared behind Yue Chen, erging effortlessly, like a ripple or water splash, causing his movent to abruptly halt.
The sluggish and weak Entropy Chosen One crouched in the mud, suddenly shouted, got up, and swung the jade axe in his hand.
Slash!
In an instant, the Flying Light was severed.
But barely had ti to be happy, the smile froze on his face.
A blade silently protruded from his chest, pierced through the heart, followed by the eruption of spiritual essence, rampaging, destroying life, annihilating the soul!
It was An Ning.
At that mont, holding the blade, she stepped forward, like a specter appearing, the blade piercing the vital spot.
The Hunter Finger taught hundreds of skills, Flying Light was just one of them! Without Flying Light, does it an no work can be done?
Even without the legacy of Flying Light and Hunter Finger, when the Entropy System was close to the White Deer, it was all irreparable.
What remained was only death!
But in that mont before death, the Naless Chosen One's expression twitched slightly, displaying a smile, as if relieved.
Finally, it's over.
Then, a hoarse laugh sounded within that lifeless shell.
When An Ning instinctively pulled out the blade, it remained motionless, as if welded to iron and stone, followed by the blood gushing from the wound transforming into blades.
Endless curse poison and malice manifested, coagulating into a stab.
At the mont the blade pierced the heart, it penetrated An Ning's body!
Then, the writhing blood turned into two hands, grabbing An Ning's wrist, restraining her.
The wound pierced by the blade abruptly expanded, unfolding like a skin pouch, spreading to the sides.
Amid shattered entrails and spraying blood, a face graced with celestial tattoo erged from the innards, rising, admiring her startled expression.
Grinning like a wolf.
Finally…
"Got you!"
The Hunter attacked, the Hunter stepped into the trap, the Hunter lost vigilance, and finally, at the mont of death, the Hunter saw the reflection of the wolf.
In the Hunter's own pool of blood!
Just like the truth of the wilderness.
There is no fixed identity between Hunter and prey; it silently shifts in hunting and lurking. Until the mont of decisive victory, the true victor stands upon the bones of the vanquished!
For this mont, the wolf had waited too long.
Far too long.
So long that An Ning had almost forgotten the enemy's existence…
From the beginning, he had hidden within this Entropy Chosen One's body, or rather, in his blood!
Abandoning most of his strength and body, lurking with his claws and fangs, watching coldly. Thus, quietly waiting, waiting for the one-in-a-million chance to appear before him.
Even before this, his unfortunate host almost died under the Flying Light Blade, he remained unwavering. Cruelly entrusting everything to the scales of fate, awaiting the final judgnt.
Now, the plot unfolds.
The victor and loser are decided!
But after the fleeting astonishnt, the wolf saw a hint of a light smile on that pretty face, so joyful.
"No."
An Ning said, "I caught you!"
At that mont, beneath the hoodie pierced by Blood Stab, a thin line of barely visible silver light appeared after splitting.
While the bracelet on the wrist had disappeared without a trace.
Heart, back, throat, back of the head, abdon, lower body…
In the narrow space close to the body, the rcury that originally ford the bracelet quietly flowed, intertwined the blessings of Golden Iron Quality and Supre Resilience in multiple layers, forming armor that protected every vulnerable point of An Ning's body.
The originally deadly Blood Stab only pierced through six layers of protection, penetrated flesh, and was already clasped by the writhing muscles and rcury, incapable of advancing further.
Even though it was just a fraction away from the little heart!
When the transford blood attempting to evade the wolf instinctively tried to exert force and inject blood, to make the stab advance just a fraction, he felt the hands clasping slightly tremble, loosening all joints, with muscles flowing beneath, entwining bones, and resud operation.
Conversely, using both back-facing hands and ten fingers, restrained the wolf's hands once again!
Then, An Ning opened her mouth.
A beam of light blew from the throat and trachea, flying towards the wolf's face.
Who says Projection must rely on hands?!
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Two hours earlier.
"Sothing's wrong."
After the confrontation with the Sam family's convoy, upon returning, Ji Jue suddenly paused in maintaining the sniper rifle in the car compartnt, put down the workpiece: "No, I still feel sothing's off."
"What's wrong?"
Leaning against the car seat, An Ning tilted her head looking at him, with a frown and a gloomy look: "I always feel Ji Jue, you like to make a fuss, suspect everything… Even if everything goes smoothly, there's a spot that doesn't make sense, you won't stop, that's called 'obsession,' right? It's already pretty serious, should you see a doctor?"
"Sorry, I have no plans to lie in the Heart Core's therapy room."
Ji Jue turned the workpiece in his hand, after pondering for a while, suddenly asked: "Don't you feel sothing's wrong with the opponent's counterattack?"
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