"In the na of the Sun Knight, I shall reverse all phenona!"
After slaying a Blood Grinding Cavalry, Gawain hadn’t expended much of his strength. For him in his pri state, it was rather a trivial matter. Then, he faced the siege of the remaining eight Blood Grinding Beasts... eight against one, the advantage is mine!
"Holy shit, did that actually work?"
"Is this triple strength Gawain? So damn strong!"
"Ultraviolet Knight, invincible!"
"I heard that in the legends of King Arthur, only Lancelot could fight on par with triple strength Gawain. Gawain is already this fierce, I can’t imagine how powerful Lancelot must be."
"It’s still Brother Gai who rocked triple strength Gawain late at night."
The old players looked at Le Cheng with admiration written all over their faces. Those who had been half-doubtful were now truly convinced. Using ultraviolet light to activate triple strength Gawain was a clever move that ordinary people would never think of.
At this mont, Yaya was the only one with a disbelieving expression. The myth that had been interpreted by Le Cheng in that way, and to actually succeed, was simply unacceptable to her, who always valued precision and rationality.
Her only thought amidst the chaos was—Could this really work?!
Compared to these old players, Le Cheng was much calr. Under triple strength Gawain, those Blood Grinding Cavalry were not to be feared. He, who had been prepared to step in just in case, now found no need to take action. But...
Seeing the Blood Grinding Beasts howling in chaos under Gawain’s assault, he frowned slightly, stood up, and walked forward, asking, "Gao, do you know if these Blood Grinding Beasts are male or female?"
"Huh?"
Even Gawain was stunned by that question for a while.
Are the Blood Grinding Beasts male or female?
How could I possibly know that!
"Um... probably male?"
"Probably?" Le Cheng raised his eyebrow, "So you’re not sure? How useless you all are, not even knowing whether Blood Grinding Beasts are male or female. Shouldn’t you research this kind of thing beforehand."
Who the hell has the ti to care whether Blood Grinding Beasts are male or female?
Gawain was frustrated, feeling that Le Cheng’s criticism was so unreasonable. Blood Grinding Beasts were extrely troubleso creatures even among the Catastrophe Legion, once causing countless casualties to the Empire, and utterly untaable. Who would bother researching their gender?
Wait, why is he asking? Could it be...
Just as a thought erged in Gawain’s mind, Le Cheng had already leaped down the slope, stood on the edge of the battlefield, and waved at him.
"Gao, kick one over here, let check."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course, would I lie about this?"
Gawain fell silent for a mont but finally agreed to Le Cheng’s request. Taking advantage of a gap in the attack, he kicked a Blood Grinding Beast over, while the riderless Bloodletting Demon was swiftly slain by his sword.
"Roar—"
Blood Grinding Beasts and Bloodletting Demons fought side by side, but their relationship wasn’t harmonious, as neither had much rationality. Under the influence of their bloodlust, they would mindlessly charge forward, eager to kill. Sotis, due to different targets, they would occasionally struggle against each other, but most of the ti, they would opt to attack the nearest enemy.
Thus, without mourning for the Bloodletting Demon, the Blood Grinding Beast howled and charged at Le Cheng, attempting to crush this insignificant human into pulp.
"Mr. Le Cheng!"
"Gai Baonan!"
Witnessing this scene, Caster and others, including the old players, instinctively cried out. Although they knew Le Cheng’s marksmanship was incredibly skilled, marksmanship was one thing— at such a close distance, a gun wouldn’t be of use, let alone that Le Cheng wasn’t even holding a gun.
But, at the sa ti they called out, Le Cheng lifted his foot and hooked, and the Blood Grinding Beast toppled over, belly exposed upwards.
"Holy shit, how fierce?!"
The old players were stunned. The Blood Grinding Beast was more than two ters tall, a true behemoth, and mostly chanical, weighing at least a thousand kilograms. Even Edward didn’t have the confidence to stop it while it was charging, but Le Cheng just lightly kicked it... even though there was a bit of a trick to it, it was not sothing a rookie could do.
"Is this guy really a newbie?"
At this point, even the dumbest person wouldn’t believe Le Cheng was just a naive rookie.
"Eh, it actually has a bull’s parts!"
Taking advantage of the mont when the Blood Grinding Beast fell down, Le Cheng carefully observed its body.
It had to be said, this was a truly magical thing.
Because Blood Grinding Beasts weren’t natural life forms but were created creatures, whether they had a gender depended entirely on their creator’s whims—if the creator deed they didn’t need a gender, then there would be no need to craft superfluous organs!
"Great, great, great."
Le Cheng was over the moon, then without waiting for the Blood Grinding Beast to get up, he directly took out Soul Tide and stabbed his dagger into its vulnerable eye socket.
"Gao, next one."
After dealing with this Blood Grinding Beast, Le Cheng quickly encountered the second, but to his disappointnt, the next four Bulls were all male.
"What’s going on? Isn’t there a single female Bull?"
While complaining, Le Cheng finished off the fourth male Bull.
It wasn’t that he favored females over males, mainly because he just couldn’t ta the males.
But to the group of veteran players, these words sent a shiver down their spines.
"This guy, he’s really been playing the pig to eat the tiger, pretending to slack off despite his strong abilities."
"Looking at him, it seems he’s trying to find a female Blood Grinding Beast, could it be..."
"Holy shit, no way?"
"It’s hard to say, he doesn’t even let the girly boys off the hook..."
The crowd was suddenly sweating bullets.
"Yay, it’s a female Bull!"
Le Cheng excitedly put away Soul Tide.
On the other side, as the enemies’ numbers dwindled, Gawain was unmatched, having taken care of all the frenzied Bloodletting Demons. Only two Blood Grinding Beasts were left, and knowing what Le Cheng was up to, he wanted to see if these fierce and fearso creatures could possibly be tad, so he hadn’t dealt a killing blow but instead skirmished with the two Blood Grinding Beasts.
"Bull, submit to !"
Le Cheng stood opposite the Blood Grinding Beast, arms spread, face showing an incredibly charming smile.
However, the response he got was a Death Charge.
"How can this be ineffective?"
Le Cheng was greatly shaken; he had easily chard even the man-made creatures like the Demon n, so why wasn’t it working on this Bull?
"Could it be that its desire for slaughter suppresses its natural instincts? Hmm..."
Le Cheng tried to reminisce, then rolled up his sleeve to reveal the Deputy Mark on the back of his left hand.
Due to the conflicts in power between gods, the Deputy Mark had a purifying effect against the blessings of other gods. Like back in Saint Elizabeth, it was thanks to this Deputy Mark that he was immune to the corrupting influence of Nagou.
If this purifying ability could also be exerted externally...
Just as the Blood Grinding Beast charged again, Le Cheng took the opportunity to leap up, sat on its back, and slapped it backwards, pressing the Deputy Mark onto the Blood Grinding Beast’s head.
"ROAR—"
At once, the Blood Grinding Beast began to roar violently and struggle, as if enduring so intense pain.
As ti ticked away bit by bit, Le Cheng was delighted to find that the Blood Grinding Beast’s thirst for bloodshed began to gradually diminish...
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