The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen Chapter 816 - 320 Counterattack (6k)3

But at this mont, Lune suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as if locked onto by so danger.

Not good, could it be a trap? Is it Katrina?

He wanted to claim the glory, but only if it posed no danger to him!

Without hesitation, Lune imdiately abandoned the attack at his fingertips, and the magic power before him erupted, propelling him backward.

Just where he had stood, a formidable wave punch descended from above, blasting a deep pit into the ground. From the explosion, it was clear that if it had hit him, he wouldn’t have gotten away unscathed!

Yet, amidst his relief, anger surged in his heart.

This attack wasn’t Katrina’s at all; it was clearly from his own colleague!

Recognizing the source of the attack, Lune imdiately turned his head, glaring with rage.

But the martial artist who had just executed the punch, not even retracting his move, simply said nonchalantly:

"Sorry, missed the mark."

How could he not understand the situation now? It was obvious they saw the target was nearly down, unwilling to let him secure the kill and take the credit!

Even using his signature skill to attack his own teammates! Aren’t they afraid of severely injuring or even eliminating their own?

Ha, maybe they’re not afraid at all, since the target is already in poor condition, obviously near death. Even if a teammate is severely injured, the victory is assured.

Perhaps eliminating these "competitors" is one of their goals!

Fine, so that’s how you want to play!

If I can’t secure the kill, neither should you!

Lune thought viciously, and the big move he hadn’t executed earlier was once again being prepared, striking directly at the cha Master who had moved into place and was entangled with Vlad because he had given way.

The cha Master, seeing the opportunity, was about to unleash a cha overclock burst. Now feeling threatened, he had no choice but to abort, cursing angrily:

"Hey! Lune, what the hell are you doing! Your blade almost hit !"

"Heh, sorry, I was trying to support you. Who knew it would veer off?"

Lune replied coldly. With his repeated actions, distrust festered among the four, and their assault montum was broken at once.

And with this delay of theirs, Vlad had a mont to catch his breath.

Those two moves just now were, of course, his act, following Her Highness’s plan, aware that the four opponents were not united.

Each one wanted to capture him for rit, which provided him with an opportunity to exploit.

In a normal battle, if he presented enough danger while fighting back with all his might, to avoid being hit by a dying counterattack, they might not be so eager.

But if the target showed no real threat and seed easy to capture, only requiring a bit of effort for individual glory, how could they resist with their profit-driven nature!

As soon as he feigned a weakened state, indicating he might be seized at any mont, they inevitably started infighting over capturing him!

In order to monopolize the target and not let the glory near at hand be snatched by others, they could only covertly sabotage one another since they couldn’t fight openly.

And this, was precisely their opportunity!

"Heh, wait a bit longer, it’s not enough yet.

They still have reason, they know they need to take you down first.

Also, even if they start arguing among themselves, they are in much better shape than you. Even if I amplify you secretly, you won’t be able to counter kill them. You can’t move yet.

We need to fan the flas more, deepen their conflict..."

Through the network, Bai Yi’s tily voice interrupted Vlad’s thought of unleashing Crimson Descent.

At this point, they had rely reversed the disadvantage slightly. If a real fight broke out, unless she disregarded the consequences to amplify Vlad, it was impossible to win.

Moreover, if that were the case, she might as well handle them herself.

She needed Vlad to win this battle head-on.

The Starry Sky always respects the strong. With a victory here, they could make the Red Moon Church’s na resound!

As for escalating conflict, it was all too simple; their infighting had already begun.

The full conflict hasn’t erged because no one has truly been hurt yet.

If, at the next critical mont, he suddenly stalled, allowing one of them to be injured by their own teammate...

Suppressing the urge to unleash Crimson Descent in retaliation, Vlad acted as if he noticed nothing, using the respite to recover.

He took out a potion, scattering it wide and rapidly activating it with crimson magic. With the potion’s effects, a large amount of magic power was wildly absorbed, and along with the magic power, his injuries recovered as well.

He made such a loud commotion that it seed he couldn’t care less if the Martial Cultivation Association noticed.

Seeing Vlad creating such a scene, the four from the Martial Cultivation Association seed to finally realize it wasn’t the ti for quarreling and advanced again to engage Vlad, interrupting his recovery.

However, even Vlad could distinctly feel this ti that their attacks were weaker than before, clearly reserving force to guard against their teammates.

Seizing this opportunity, he once again discreetly allowed his blood to flow, suppressing his state, yet secretly prepared a Crimson Spell, waiting silently for the right mont.

Finally, in a mont when Vlad turned into crimson to dodge an attack, the cha Master seized the opportunity. Flas burst from the cha’s thrusters as he moved in to grab Vlad the instant he reverted to physical form.

One hand on the waist, a Ship-Slicing Blade over ten ters long swept across with high-frequency energy along the blade.