The Bone Blade’s attack trajectory was very obvious, so Lu Bai could lean back and dodge it without using Flash Ti.
Unfortunately, the suspender rope below the hot air balloon wouldn’t dodge, and it was severed on the spot by the sweeping Bone Blade.
There were only four steel cables maintaining balance in total, and after one broke, the basket where Lu Bai and the others were imdiately shook violently.
It must be noted that their current position was over a thousand ters in the air.
If they fell from such a high place, the only possibility was to beco Lu Bai sauce.
“I was still planning to see if I could be a gambler.”
Lu Bai didn’t hesitate any longer and quickly selected Weaponry II (Silver) from the first Ability Pool.
Swish~
A weapon similar in form to a katana appeared in Lu Bai’s hand.
Unlike an ordinary katana, this katana’s blade was fully two ters long, appearing exceptionally slender and elongated at first glance.
[Weapon: Long Fang]
[Trait Entries:
(Bleed: Repeated hits on the sa target will cause massive bleeding)
(Extended: Blade length reaches seven feet)]
[Evaluation: Randomly obtained from Weaponry II (Silver), a bloodthirsty wild katana.]
“Huh?”
The man stared blankly at the large katana that suddenly appeared in Lu Bai’s hand, not understanding how the world had suddenly gone crazy into sothing he didn’t recognize.
Lu Bai weighed Long Fang in his hand a couple of tis; it was quite light.
“I’ve never used a knife this long.”
He raised Long Fang in his hand, pointing it at the monster in front of him, and chuckled lightly: “So I might strike a bit hard.”
In response to him, a flesh strip thrust rapidly toward him.
Lu Bai stepped back half a step to steady himself, then flipped his wrist and swung the blade casually.
Plop!
Half a flesh strip, along with the Bone Blade, fell to the ground.
After dealing with this sneak attack, Lu Bai’s attack officially began.
He slightly turned sideways, holding Long Fang horizontally at chest level.
His left hand gripped the hilt, and the palm of his right hand pressed against the end of the hilt, suddenly exerting force.
Flash Ti activated silently, and the slender blade shot forward like an arrow off the string, thrusting straight toward the monster’s heart.
Pfft~
The blade pierced through the heart, and ti resud flowing.
Lu Bai quickly drew out Long Fang and pulled back the distance, with residual blood still sliding off the blade tip.
This kind of monster was similar to a Parasite Beast; its lower body was still human.
Wang Ting staggered two steps, her heart artery severed, and a large amount of blood uncontrollably surged from the wound.
Out of survival instinct, the monster imdiately decided to change hosts.
It didn’t choose Lu Bai; its intuition told it that this creature was very dangerous.
The head part broke off at the root, turning into a flesh ball full of tentacles, pouncing toward the man in the corner.
Lu Bai had been paying attention to the situation’s developnt and naturally wouldn’t allow the monster to take over the nest.
Seizing the opportunity, Long Fang in his hand whistled down.
Rip~
A teeth-grinding sound of bone and flesh tearing rang out, and the flesh ball was split in two by him.
However, before he could relax, the remaining small half of the flesh ball surprisingly hadn’t lost its activity; it bounced on the ground and then stuck to the man’s face.
“Ah! Help! Waa!!!” The man shouted in terror while flailing his hands wildly.
“Tch.”
Lu Bai held Long Fang with a bit of a headache.
It wasn’t that he was worried about this man turning into a monster and posing any threat to him.
The problem was, as a hot air balloon pilot carrying a couple up into the sky, if he didn’t leave a single survivor, how would he explain it upon landing later?
He couldn’t just arrive at the Deathmatch Arena and imdiately enter the rhythm of a five-star good citizen, right?
He looked at the man convulsing wildly at his feet, hesitated for a mont, and then stabbed him in the chest.
It was an injury that wasn’t too serious, but excessive bleeding could endanger life.
He could only hope that this flesh ball would weigh the pros and cons; after all, since it could turn into a complete head, healing this minor injury should be no problem, right?
The subsequent developnt indeed didn’t go beyond his expectations.
The flesh ball was originally only a small half left, and replacing the head was already quite reluctant; it had no spare capacity to split off a part to heal the injury.
So the flesh ball’s choice was to wriggle down from the man’s head and stick to the wound on his chest.
Finally getting air, the man gasped frantically.
Once his breathing steadied a bit, he sowhat ca back to his senses and subconsciously touched his now flat chest.
He sat up, looked around, and asked in a dazed manner: “Uh, hey, friend, where’s that monster from earlier?”
“You’re awake?”
Lu Bai reached out to help him up and added with a cheerful smile: “If you’re asking about that indescribable flesh ball, it’s now inside you.”
The man: “?!”
Yao Yi forced a smiling face, but anyone could tell he was just putting on a brave front: “What you said, inside … what do you an?”
“Literal aning.”
Lu Bai thought for a mont and still comforted him: “Although it’s partly my guess, I think you don’t need to worry too much; after all, aren’t you still alive and well right now?”
“What you said… makes so sense…”
Yao Yi deliberately turned his back, unable to bear looking at his girlfriend’s headless corpse.
He faced the cool breeze, doing his best to sort out his emotions.
It had to be said that after experiencing a series of events in a short ti—proposal rejected, girlfriend turning into a monster, nearly dying, getting sared by a monster—his nerves seed to have thickened considerably.
Lu Bai glanced at Yao Yi and didn’t bring up any more troubling matters, starting to attempt landing the hot air balloon on his own.
Although he had never operated this thing, he knew the principle more or less.
Heat to rise, cool to descend.
As long as he didn’t ss around, controlling the hot air balloon to land shouldn’t cause any major issues.
Yao Yi naturally wouldn’t doubt Lu Bai’s piloting technology.
He relaxedly leaned on the edge of the basket, blowing in the cool wind, his emotions fully calming down.
He decided to build rapport first and proactively found a topic: “I haven’t thanked you for saving my life yet; it was all thanks to you pulling
through earlier.”
“No problem.” Lu Bai replied casually.
“By the way, is this a katana? But how is it so long? I didn’t even see where you took it from.”
Yao Yi couldn’t help but tap the blade back of Long Fang: “Does this blade have a na?”
Lu Bai glanced at him, his gaze carrying a hint of strangeness: “You can give this blade a na too if you want.”
After all, it was a Japanese-style wild katana.
So borrowing the Japanese naming style was very reasonable.
For example, Kakashi used Chidori to cut open Lightning, so it was called Raikiri; essentially the sa ninjutsu—cut open whatever and call it whatever-kiri; if Nohara Rin didn’t mind, calling it Rin-kiri would be fine too.
Yao Yi clearly knew this chuunibyou naming habit, and the corner of his mouth twitched instantly: “Then forget it.”
After another quiet mont, Yao Yi looked at the increasingly close ground and couldn’t help feeling a trace of doubt: “Didn’t we take off from there before?”
“Because one suspender rope broke, I thought it was safer to land as soon as possible.” Lu Bai said without batting an eye.
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