??Chapter 867: 450 Blood Shark’s Death (4000)_2
Chapter 867: 450 Blood Shark’s Death (4000)_2
He gave the battlefield a fleeting glance and abruptly raised his right hand, throwing his Cloak open. A torrent of Fog gushed from his entire right side, swiftly forming a bloody, three-ters-long giant arm in the Air. The Fog Man leaped up like a Shell, and that vicious giant hand fiercely swung forward.
Bang!
The ground shook violently, and the Street cracked open. At the center of the battlefield, there appeared a huge palm print that was half a ter deep, with surrounding spider-web-like cracks filled with fresh blood. Inside the palm print, several flattened bodies devoid of Vitality twitched slightly.
“Sss…”
The Fog Man beside the Pit waved his hand, drawing in large swathes of the rising Blood mist into his body, appearing utterly ecstatic.
“This is the taste! This is the taste! I can savor the despair of those on the brink of death! It’s so delicious, so delicious! Dark creatures are far more exquisite and suitable delicacies than ordinary humans. Their despair before death is at least three tis as intense! Hehehehehe…” The Fog Man’s eyes rolled back in his head as he reveled in his crazed delight.
He lowered his head and cackled madly, the Fog covering the right half of his Face burning and churning like flas, vaguely resembling a horned Demon in scorching hot lava.
Bang!
Suddenly, from the vast shadows on the ground. A colossal Black Shadow leaped out like a Shark, biting at the Fog Man.
“I’ve been waiting for you!!!”
The Fog Man’s entire body exploded with a boom, transforming into a gigantic Blood-colored Bat. A terrifying, crimson Fog and that Black Shadow collided fiercely! In an instant, red and black clashed, the two massive phantasms wrestling.
Hiss!
A Shock Wave charged with both their powers swept across the center of the Battlefield.
Those caught in its path, whether Doctors from the Clinic or Dark creatures, all spat blood and were flung away. A few unfortunate ones who were too close stiffened up instantly, tumbling down, their Vitality gone.
“I’m going to eat you!!!”
The Blood-colored Bat roared as it dove from the sky, and on the ground, a sinister Shadow Demon erged in a black humanoid shape, its surface covered with layers of material that resembled petroleum asphalt peeling away, Corroding into cracks.
It suddenly looked up, its Face revealing four blood-red eyes.
Whoosh! Swoosh!
Amidst the shockwave’s tremors, a red and a black silhouette collided once again.
West Gate of the Cathedral.
Another combat team from the Clinic hamred down like a massive maul.
Leading them was a gaunt, low-browed old man, wearing a Black Cloak that made his thin, withered fra seem even smaller.
Yet the old man was at the very front of all the robust n in black, acting as the heaviest and most powerful Steel hamrhead! He strode forward like a teor, each footfall creating a deep Pit in the ground as he launched himself like a Shell. With a compassionately wrinkled, branch-like arm, the old man expressionlessly reached out and lightly touched each oncoming Dark creature. Bang bang bang bang bang! One after another, the shadows were rapidly sent flying!
So exploded into a rain of blood mid-air, unable to withstand the imnse pressure; others slamd against the hard walls of the Church, creating a Hole, with half of their bodies dangling and swaying.
The old man might look frail, but he was far more violently brutal than any of the robust n surrounding him. In a single encounter, close to fifteen Dark creatures were either crippled or killed. His blood-stained hands hung down.
“Charge in.” The voice of the Ascetic was still as low and calm as ever.
Yet the frenzied Doctors behind him roared, shouting “Kill, kill, kill!” About twenty to thirty of them split into two groups, flanking the Ascetic on the left and right, and headed toward the West Gate from where Dark creatures continuously erged, without a hint of fear.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! tal Arrows, thick as thumbs, shot through the air at high speed, nailing the Dark creatures, piercing even the walls behind them. Violent Doctors wielding Beheading Swords had bloodshot eyes and bulging, swelling arm Muscles; with one stroke, they split an aberrant creature in two, spilling its guts! Others, swinging their Fists, pinned a Dark creature to the ground and pumled it rcilessly into a bloody pulp.
Whirl, whirl, whirl…
Suddenly, a large swarm of blood-sucking Bats poured out of the Cathedral, enveloping the two Doctors from the Clinic at the forefront. Screams rang out, and in less than a second, two mummified corpses thudded to the ground.
Whoosh!
The bats instantly congregated and ford into a tall man dressed in elegant aristocratic gentleman’s clothing with a cane in hand and a white scarf around his neck. His face was pale as if dusted with powder, and sharp tusks protruded from his mouth.
“Who are you people! This is the Lunar Eclipse eting! Even the Hunters Association doesn’t dare to co here easily, yet here you all are, delivering yourselves to death one by one!”
Anger shone in the eyes of the High Rank Blood Clan mber as he stretched out a hand towards a Clinic Doctor in the distance, subtly clenching his fist. An ability to remotely manipulate the blood within soone’s body activated, instantly causing the blood to boil.
The doctor moaned in pain, blood suddenly flowing from his nose and mouth.
Boom!
The ground where the High Rank Blood Clan mber stood suddenly erupted, forming a dark pit two ters in diater. An old man stood inside. He leaped out, landing on the edge of the pit, and looked towards the High Rank Blood Clan mber who had just landed a distance away after hastily dodging. The Blood Clan mber took in a deep breath, his expression becoming grave. He admitted that this old man seed to be sowhat capable.
Crack, crack, crack…
On the open ground, a series of cracking sounds of rapidly growing bones echoed. The Ascetic’s face was kind and benevolent, but his entire body grew wildly. His muscles rapidly swelled, his limbs exaggeratedly stretched out, and a series of manes covered his body.
In less than half a second, a Black Giant Ape cast a large shadow below.
In the distance, the High Rank Blood Clan mber’s eyelid twitched. He felt a threat that completely suppressed his own aura. The old man who had transford into the Giant Ape on the spot now had a montum at least three or even four tis stronger than before.
Ding, buzz, buzz, buzz…
The gigantic Ape slowly straightened up, and on the surface of its skin, dark totems lit up, bringing an extrely terrifying aura of a top predator. The Ascetic’s silhouette grew once again, muscles almost bursting.
The High Rank Blood Clan mber’s eyelids spasd uncontrollably, and he involuntarily took a step back.
Maybe, just maybe, possibly… he couldn’t beat the one across from him…
Should he? Perhaps it would be wise to retreat first?
However, the Ascetic didn’t give the High Rank Blood Clan mber a chance to retreat.
Boom! The ground exploded with a loud noise. A massive dark silhouette had already traversed dozens of ters, appearing above the Blood Clan mber’s head, ominously casting a shadow down.
On the other side, at the South Gate of the Cathedral.
A seductively voluptuous woman was smiling charmingly. At this mont, she swayed her cat-like steps, slowly moving towards the Cathedral. Dark creatures continuously tried to rush over, only to be swallowed whole by a fearso Scaled Python. No matter how many ca, it showed no sign of pickiness, devouring them with relish.
In this battle zone, the Clinic’s violent Doctors dared not approach their Commander. They skirted around the edge, keeping their distance.
Among the prisoners from the third level of the Wild Beast’s nest, Nine snakes suffered the most severe Dark Biological Transformation and had the most deranged mind. Even now, as one of the Commanders of the Clinic, she would sotis lose it and attack friends and foes alike.
This was especially true when she was feeding—her guard over her food was extrely aggressive.
Only when the Chief was nearby did the situation sowhat improve.
Now that the Chief was absent, Nine snakes was naturally even more unrestrained. Her head was delicate, her face charming, and a captivating smile adorned her features. Her hair twisted into nine Pythons, growing larger the further they were from the body, with the largest being as thick as a terrifying bucket.
Jaws large enough to cover a radius of more than ten ters surrounded her, and any dark creature that entered this radius would disappear in a second.
Suddenly, the Nine Pythons, which were continuously feeding, stopped and turned towards the Cathedral’s main door at the sa ti. The fierce snake pupils locked onto a silhouette slowly erging, a glint of human-like joy appearing in their eyes.
“I didn’t expect to stumble upon such an easy catch! Hehe…”
Nine snakes covered her mouth and giggled lightly, but more and more blood vessels crept into her eyes.
“An easy catch? Hahaha…”
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