Hulei heard the voice and looked forward.
"Ti to die?"
Seeing that the one who ca to stop its revival was an unfamiliar man, it scoffed.
"With a nobody like you?"
As Hulei said this, it completely failed to notice that the Borisin present who recognized Leon were all, intentionally or not, gathering towards him.
"Arbiter? Just the two of you?"
These Borisin, having been imprisoned for a long ti without any access to information, didn't recognize Leon.
"Haha, if you want to play the hero for the Xianzhou Alliance, you'd better have the strength for it!"
Seeing that only two had arrived, the Borisin burst into laughter.
"A bunch of idiots."
Hulei was just posturing. Seeing them celebrate prematurely, it imdiately cursed.
"They're obviously here to stall for ti!"
It saw things clearly; it would be incredibly easy for the Xianzhou Alliance's forces to encircle and annihilate them.
"If you keep laughing, we'll be the ones to fall!"
But gathering troops also takes ti, and these two were clearly buying that ti. Stalling them, delaying their escape from the Shackling Prison as much as possible, until the arbiters arrived with an army to lock down the scene and capture them all in one fell swoop.
"The War Chief is right!" the Borisin answered repeatedly.
Hulei paid them no more mind, shifting its gaze back to the two n who had just arrived.
"No one can kill ," it answered the previous question, its tone leaving no room for doubt.
"And you are no exception!"
The "Crimson Moon" within its body was a divine miracle of Abundance, bestowed upon the Borisin by the Lord of Longevity. This was the source of Hulei's confidence.
"Abundance," the mortal enemy of The Hunt. But to many, it was the rciful Yaoshi, who answered every prayer.
Immortality—this was what everyone dread of. Death ant losing everything, and no one wanted to lose everything.
Don't be fooled by the Xianzhou Alliance's constant talk of The Hunt this and The Hunt that. If you really looked into it, they were the universe's largest and most deeply blessed followers of Abundance.
The power of "Abundance" could be glimpsed from their almost freakish physiology. They wouldn't die if their heads were cut off; reattach it, and they'd live again.
This was just the most insignificant part.
And Hulei, as a Borisin possessing a "Crimson Moon" on par with the Ambrosial Arbor of the Luofu, it was no exaggeration to say.
A miracle of Abundance plus a Borisin body. Combined, it possessed regenerative abilities second only to an Emanator of "Abundance"!
Unless an "Emanator" ca, no one could dream of killing it!
"For you to personally deliver yourself to fill my stomach, which hasn't eaten in seven hundred years, I thank you very much!"
Hulei clenched its claw into a fist and said to him.
"This Vidyadhara flesh... I've never actually tasted it before."
Many of the Borisin were quite greedy for Dan Heng's body, drooling as they stared at him.
"Hey, why have you all run to the back?"
Many Borisin also noticed that group of their comrades, disguised with the appearance of Foxians, had almost all run behind Leon.
"You're not trying to steal the food, are you?"
Seeing that a pincer formation had been ford.
"Let tell you, the War Chief gets to eat this at first. At most, we'll get to drink the soup!"
They didn't think too much of it, assuming it was just a preemptive encirclent to prevent the food from escaping.
Modu ignored them. Instead, as if he knew he would co, he took out a long-prepared wolf-fur cloak.
"General of the Long-Sky, it's getting cold. Please, put on another layer."
Modu draped the cloak over his shoulders, speaking with unwavering loyalty.
"Hey, Modu, what's the aning of this!"
Many Borisin who saw this scene imdiately widened their eyes, pointing and questioning him.
You see, the Borisin clans have a tradition. Whenever a new Nest Lord—that is, a War Chief—is born, every Borisin must offer so of their own fur to be woven into a battle robe for their coronation. Modu's group was clearly imitating this tradition.
"Descendants of Dulan, have you betrayed us?"
Hulei asked in a deep voice.
"Actually, we've been people of the Xianzhou for a long ti!"
These Borisin who had pledged allegiance to Leon replied in unison.
"You know the consequences of betrayal!"
Hulei exhaled a white mist, baring its vicious fangs and claws.
"After all this fuss, I thought it was sothing novel."
Leon's gaze pierced through Hulei, looking at the beating Crimson Moon heart within its body.
"Turns out it's just more filthy Abundance."
This is the thing the Xianzhou failed to unearth? The Foxians' salvation is this kind of junk?
Sigh, the Xianzhou Alliance uses so many things from "Abundance." What's the deal, are they trying to solidify the setting that they co from the sa origin?
Leon couldn't even be bothered to complain anymore; he didn't even really want to give this to Feixiao.
Whatever, it doesn't matter. Once it's purified by "The Hunt," it'll belong to "The Hunt."
Sothing of "Abundance"? No way ðò¡!
Sothing of "The Hunt"? Hell yeah ðôôô!
"Pay the price for your arrogance, you brat!"
Hulei lunged forward, pouncing at him, its massive claw swiping down from above!
"Forty seconds."
Dan Heng, seeing him make no move, instinctively assud a battle stance as streams of water coiled around his body.
Leon said nothing, and after a soft grunt, he walked proactively towards Hulei.
A mont later, under the invisible slashes of "The Hunt," bursts of blood plasma abruptly erupted from the Borisin's bodies. Their flesh and organs splattered, saring across the walls.
Leon stopped, then raised a hand.
Hulei, lunging at him, was instantly turned into dice the mont it got close. It beca an unrecognizable mince of flesh, falling from mid-air to the ground like a pattering rain.
Only the "Crimson Moon" within its body remained unhard, intentionally preserved by the attacker. It fell steadily from the air into Leon's palm.
Stray dogs don't need tombstones. And in Leon's eyes, only an Annihilation Gang mber was worthy of being called a stray dog.
Hulei, a stray dog among stray dogs, wasn't even worth a mont of his attention.
"This..."
Dan Heng stared at the gory scene before him, montarily at a loss for words.
The Borisin, so arrogant and violent just monts ago, had instantly beco the very kind of minced at they loved to eat. Not a single complete corpse remained.
Dan Heng hadn't expected Leon to be so powerful.
Based on his various mories, Dan Feng's strength was at an upper-interdiate level.
Without Hulei, he was confident he could have finished them in an instant, just like him. But with Hulei included...
Even he couldn't guarantee that he could eliminate these Borisin in less than a second.
Leon's strength was unfathomable. Dan Heng thought to himself.
"After we get out, I'll contact your old friends to co get you."
Leon poured a massive amount of "The Hunt's" power into the Crimson Moon.
"I still have things to do, so I can't stay with you."
Under his infusion, the Crimson Moon's color shifted from red to a deep blue. This was the color of the Reignbow Arbiter's divine form.
If the Crimson Moon of "Abundance" previously healed by fighting fire with fire, solving the problem of curses through assimilation, then the Crimson Moon, now transford by "The Hunt," healed by treating the root cause. By killing everything that was problematic!
Are you ready, you stinking Abundance viruses? Your granddaddy from The Hunt's immune system is about to make a move!
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