There’s no denying it; Little Fatty’s survival ability is formidable. Even after withstanding six strikes from Su Xiao, he shows no signs of falling. Not only that, but he still has the ability to dodge or raise his shield to block.
Su Xiao wields his blade towards Little Fatty, who imdiately uses his golden quality shield to block, tilting the shield slightly to resist. He’s an experienced main tank.
Su Xiao fights Little Fatty head-on, while Umbrella Brother has gone from being a re ’band-aid’ to an outright ’troublemaker.’ His antics greatly frustrate Little Fatty.
In fact, Umbrella Brother hasn’t done much; he’s rely waiting for an opportunity to ’snatch’ the shield from Little Fatty. Little Fatty hasn’t used any skills or equipnt abilities for several minutes now, making Umbrella Brother even more brazen.
Su Xiao slashes at the shield a few tis, then kicks straight at its front.
Bang.
Little Fatty takes a step back while holding the shield, hesitating internally. He’s debating whether to activate an ergency escape thod. Using it could allow him to leave the Holy Grail World, but Stan might peel him alive.
While Little Fatty is internally conflicted, Umbrella Brother recklessly rushes forward, opening his chanical gauntlets, reaching for Little Fatty’s shield.
"You..."
Little Fatty glares angrily, only to be t with Umbrella Brother’s shaless laughter.
Crunch～
The chanical gauntlet grips the shield, and there’s no way Su Xiao would miss such an opportunity.
Blue Steel Shadow Energy surges through Dragon Slash. Holding the knife with both hands, Su Xiao slashes with all his strength.
"Humph～"
The long blade strikes, and Little Fatty lets out a painful groan; the blade hits his right arm, the arm holding the shield.
Dragon Slash sinks into Little Fatty’s upper arm, penetrating the muscle and cutting directly onto the bone, even severing the bone halfway. Compared to Dragon Slash’s 32-point sharpness, Little Fatty, without using his big move, clearly cannot withstand such a slash. The high sharpness weapon cutting through flesh is quite satisfying.
With a snap, Dragon Slash stops, and Little Fatty turns pale. Just as he thinks the blade has stopped, Su Xiao lifts his left leg high and steps on the back of Dragon Slash.
Swish, the arm holding the shield falls to the ground; the third-tier main tank, Little Fatty’s arm, is severed!
Faced with such an impasse, Little Fatty remains calm; he has long lost count of how many tis he’s had limbs severed.
The shield on the ground disappears, remotely stored in space storage by Little Fatty, though it’s unclear how he managed it.
While storing the shield, Little Fatty produces a potion, quickly tossing it into his mouth, chewing the bottle, and swallowing it whole.
Flesh sprouts at Little Fatty’s severed arm; incredibly, he has a potion that restores severed limbs. Main tanks from large adventure groups are indeed rich.
Just as Little Fatty waits for his arm to regenerate, his expression dramatically changes. He glances at the severed arm, noticing an energy shackle clinging to the wound.
Supre Blade Edge Effect 2: Vanquish Sect (Passive), Sharpness 10, causing limb loss effect on enemies prevents them from recovering a severed limb through surgery, potions, skills, bloodline powers, or any abilities below fourth tier. (This ability evolved from ’Cut Iron Like Mud (Passive)’).
It’s Dragon Slash’s ability, clearly demonstrating that Little Fatty’s potion doesn’t reach fourth-tier recovery power, so the arm cannot regenerate.
Upon realizing this, Little Fatty holds the shield with his left hand and confronts Su Xiao again, while once more contacting Boss Huang Yan.
"Boss Huang Yan, how long till you get here? I... can’t hold on much longer."
Outside Fuyuki City, riding a Lava Behemoth, Huang Yan freezes.
"Five minutes."
At this mont, Huang Yan doesn’t look too good; he has already guessed what is happening. Although Butterfly usually fawns over him, he has long seen through their ambition. Huang Yan understands people well, not just the silent or compliant deanor he often presents.
"Boss Huang Yan... I’m sorry."
Receiving Little Fatty’s ssage, Huang Yan feels so anger but can’t help a smile curling at his lips; he seems to be laughing.
"Is this your choice?"
Huang Yan closes the team communication, quickening his pace.
Elsewhere, Little Fatty, with an arm severed, lets out a bitter laugh.
"Of course, I’ve thought it through. Compared to dying here, Stan’s anger is nothing. At worst, I’ll lose so attributes and leave the group. I’m the main tank, enduring hardships daily but not getting much in return. If Blood Gate won’t keep , soone else will."
Little Fatty looks at the oncoming Su Xiao and makes his decision.
Clang.
A pale blue blade aura slashes toward Little Fatty. After the Sword Technique Master advanced to LV.30, the size, sharpness, and flying speed of the blade aura significantly improved; now, even an ordinary slash has a blade aura over three ters long.
The blade aura aims for Little Fatty’s throat, but he doesn’t dodge; in fact, he puts away his shield.
The blade aura flew by, leaving Little Fatty unscathed. The space around him was extrely unstable, with ripples spreading out.
Seeing this anomaly, Su Xiao and Umbrella Brother imdiately retreated; in Reincarnation Paradise, anything unknown basically ans danger.
"Don’t think you’ve defeated . I lost to greed. Your na is Bai Ye, right? We’ll et in the Third-tier World, provided you reach the third tier before I ascend to the fourth."
There was no resentnt in Little Fatty’s eyes; for him, combat was routine. On the contrary, he acknowledged Su Xiao’s strength. Although his power was suppressed, he was still far superior to ordinary second-tier contractors. The enemy chose not to confront him but used abilities to weaken him, thereby achieving victory.
Take Umbrella Brother, for example. His strength was far inferior to Little Fatty’s, but he didn’t care. Instead, he used his trait of resilience to entangle him.
"The ability to annihilate enemies’ mana value through cleaves, troubleso power."
Little Fatty smiled honestly, glancing at his severed arm.
"I’ll rember you, Bai Ye of the Slicing Law."
Seeing Little Fatty’s expression, Su Xiao frowned. A pulse spread from his sleeve as he activated the branding effect of the Lan Kai Windcoat to interrupt spatial abilities.
The light golden pulse swept through, montarily halting the spatial fluctuation around Little Fatty, but only montarily.
Little Fatty’s body gradually beca transparent, a sign of returning to Reincarnation Paradise.
"That brat over there."
Little Fatty nodded towards Umbrella Brother, who looked slightly confused.
"A qualified main tank doesn’t attract hatred with words..."
The voice gradually faded away, and Little Fatty disappeared. As Little Fatty vanished, so did Huang Yan near Fuyuki City. The three of them used items to enter this Derivative World, and once soone chooses to return to Reincarnation Paradise, it’s a mandatory collective return.
Huang Yan showed no emotion on his face; he acted according to Stan’s orders. Success or failure was unimportant to him. What Huang Yan longed for was so unique that if exposed, Stan would imdiately kill him.
...
After the disappearance of the third-tier main tank Little Fatty, Su Xiao and Umbrella Brother exchanged glances.
"Did we... win?"
The smile just blossod on Umbrella Brother’s face, but the injuries on his face made him gasp in pain. During the fight, he didn’t feel any pain, but once it was over, it was excruciating.
"No, there’s one more."
As soon as Su Xiao finished speaking, a prompt from Reincarnation Paradise appeared.
[Announcent: All high-tier contractors in the Derivative World have returned. Due to unknown factors, the difficulty has increased, and all contractors in this Derivative World will receive a 5% World Source reward.]
Receiving this prompt, Su Xiao was sowhat surprised. He initially thought the remaining ti would be spent hiding everywhere, and he wasn’t planning to continue the main quest. Completing the main quest under Huang Yan’s eyes would be courting death, but now it seed the main quest could proceed.
Butterfly and Little Fatty weren’t considered front-line fighters, yet they nearly killed Su Xiao and Umbrella Brother. The tier difference between third and second tier is significant.
If Su Xiao couldn’t defeat Butterfly, Umbrella Brother might have already beco a corpse.
With the threat gone, Umbrella Brother laughed even more cheerfully.
"Bai Ye, why do I feel a bit dizzy?"
Umbrella Brother shook his head, and Su Xiao appeared to double in his vision.
Crack, crack, crack~
Tree buds sprouted from Umbrella Brother’s abdon. The catheter inserted into his abdon had snapped during the battle, and as soon as Umbrella Brother relaxed his mind, the Hashirama cells erupted imdiately.
Seeing this, Su Xiao quickly rushed to Umbrella Brother. Umbrella Brother’s abdon suddenly felt cold, followed by heart-wrenching pain.
With a thrust, the Dragon Slash pierced through Umbrella Brother’s abdon, and at the sa ti, a potion bottle was stuffed into his mouth.
Su Xiao pushed Umbrella Brother’s chin, breaking the potion bottle in his mouth. His eyes began to turn white.
"You don’t have to kill the donkey as soon as it finishes the millstone. At least... give a sip of water."
Umbrella Brother’s voice was a bit muffled as he slowly collapsed. Blue Steel Shadow energy rampaged inside him, causing damage while suppressing the Hashirama cells within him. As for that potion, nad No.1 Potion, it rapidly restored 85% of life value upon consumption and continuously restored life value for the next 30 seconds, healing internal injuries to so extent.
Su Xiao squatted down, observing the fallen Umbrella Brother.
"Looks like another surgery is needed. Should I try separating the Hashirama cells this ti? Forget it, too risky. It could go wrong anyti. After all, we’ve fought side by side; I won’t let you die in such a humiliating way."
Su Xiao picked up Umbrella Brother and walked into the distance. Although Umbrella Brother’s breathing was weak, he wouldn’t die in a short ti.
An evil man has a bottom line too. Su Xiao’s bottom line: never strike down a comrade who fought with him just a second ago. Stabbing soone in the back was never his style, unless it was the enemy.
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