The rain poured down like a waterfall.
Zhao Kongcheng held the straight knife in his hand. His dark red cloak was already soaked through. He was covered in blood and looked extremely in a sorry plight.
But his eyes were as bright as stars!
So... this is what a Forbidden Ruins is like.
It feels great!
It's really fucking great!
Opposite him, the King of Masked Men stared in disbelief at its empty right arm. Its pale ghost face seemed to be distorted with shock.
It couldn't understand why the mouse that it had been unilaterally trampling on just now could suddenly unleash such powerful strength.
But its intelligence was insufficient, and... it didn't have that much time.
Zhao Kongcheng moved.
Under the effect of the 'Spirit Summoner' drug, his body had forgotten all its injuries and returned to its best state. He was like an arrow leaving the bow, shooting towards the King of Masked Men!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!!"
The King of Masked Men's eyes were blood-red. Having lost its right arm, it had completely fallen into a frenzied state!
The muscles all over its body bulged, and its whole body expanded by a circle. Its legs bent, and its huge body suddenly leaped up, splashing a large amount of water.
In mid-air, the two figures collided at high speed!
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Their movements were so fast that they blurred. Streaks of black crescent-shaped blades flew out in all directions, leaving large ferocious knife marks on the surrounding ground!
Originally, Zhao Kongcheng's knife couldn't break through the King of Masked Men's defense at all, and in terms of both strength and speed, he was at an absolute disadvantage, which was the fundamental reason why he had been beaten so badly just now.
But now, with the [Vanishing Life Flash Moon], Zhao Kongcheng's own lethality had reached a terrifying level. Each strike could leave a deep blood mark on the King of Masked Men!
Although in terms of strength and speed, Zhao Kongcheng still couldn't compare with the King of Masked Men, when he made up for the deficiency in lethality, he could make up for other weaknesses with his experience.
Even though his physical fitness was much worse than that of the King of Masked Men, he could still beat the opponent to the ground!
Facts had proved that Zhao Kongcheng wasn't lying.
When he had a Forbidden Ruins, he could kill the King of Masked Men eight hundred times!
If he were given enough time, it would only be a matter of time before he could single-handedly kill the King of Masked Men... But the key was that he didn't have that much time.
Although using the 'Spirit Summoner' could make a person's potential burst out completely, the duration wasn't long. It had been almost ten seconds since Zhao Kongcheng activated his Forbidden Ruins, and the time left for him was running out.
Zhao Kongcheng, who was in the middle of a fierce battle with the King of Masked Men, could clearly feel that his own strength was fading, and the pain that had been suppressed was gradually returning...
Even the black crescent moons he swung out were getting smaller and smaller!
The King of Masked Men seemed to have sensed the change in his state. It didn't hesitate to forcibly consume its origin and launched a more fierce attack!
After several more rounds of fighting, the King of Masked Men seized the opportunity and landed a heavy punch on Zhao Kongcheng's chest!
Boom——!
A dull sound echoed in the air. Zhao Kongcheng was like a kite with its string cut, flying out in a sorry state and falling heavily to the ground!
"Hiss... Why does it hurt so much..."
The pain was like a surging wave, washing over every nerve of Zhao Kongcheng. He gritted his teeth tightly, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot.
Coughing up blood, he slowly got up from the mud...
His gaze was fixed on the King of Masked Men, and the fire burning in his eyes still hadn't subsided.
He could still breathe, his Forbidden Ruins was still there, and he could still fight!
The King of Masked Men wasn't dead yet...
He couldn't fall down!
He supported himself on the ground with his straight knife and stood up, swaying. Just then, something unexpected happened!
Boom——!!
A loud noise came from behind Zhao Kongcheng. The sky above his head trembled slightly, and a crack appeared...
This is...
Zhao Kongcheng stared blankly at the sky. As if thinking of something, he suddenly turned his head back!
Not far behind him, the invisible canvas that covered this part of the sky had already cracked at one corner...
And through that incomplete crack, a young man with golden eyes was walking slowly.
Zhao Kongcheng opened his mouth wide, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost!
"You, you you you... How did you get in?!"
Lin Qiye brushed aside his hair soaked by the rain. His eyes were like a burning furnace, hot and sacred. He let out a helpless sigh.
"I have to say, this [No-Rule Airspace] is really tough. But fortunately, I have these eyes, which can find its weakest point. And fortunately...
It's night now."
Zhao Kongcheng only understood the first sentence, but it still couldn't answer the doubts in his heart:
"You've just entered the 'Zhan' realm. How can you have such strong strength? No... You don't have a weapon. How did you break through the [No-Rule Airspace]?"
"You might not believe it." Lin Qiye said calmly. "I gave it a stare, and it opened."
Zhao Kongcheng: ...
Lin Qiye wasn't lying. With the blessing of the night, he could feel that his eyes had also been greatly enhanced. Although it wasn't as exaggerated as five times, it was at least twice as strong.
Before obtaining the [Starry Night Dancer], he could use the Seraphim Divine Might to single-handedly kill a Masked Man. With the blessing of the night, he could also use the Divine Might to break through the [No-Rule Airspace].
But this consumed too much of his mental power. Just by giving it a stare, he almost exhausted his mental power.
Lin Qiye looked at the King of Masked Men, which was covered in wounds, and then at the knife marks all over the ground. His gaze towards Zhao Kongcheng suddenly became strange. "You said you don't have a Forbidden Ruins? Could an ordinary person make these cuts?"
Zhao Kongcheng didn't bother to explain to him because... his time was really running out.
"Stop talking nonsense. Step aside for me."
"I can help you fight."
"I know. You step aside first." Zhao Kongcheng turned to look at him. "One more strike. I'll make one more strike. After this strike, it won't be too late for you to help me."
"Okay." Lin Qiye stepped aside.
Zhao Kongcheng took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the knife handle, and his eyes were fixed on the King of Masked Men not far away.
"Kid."
"Hmm?"
"Watch this strike carefully."
"Why?"
"This strike... will be very cool."
"…"
Before Lin Qiye could show a look of disdain, Zhao Kongcheng's legs suddenly pushed hard against the ground, bursting out with astonishing speed and rushing towards the King of Masked Men!
The King of Masked Men seemed to have also seen that the man in front of it was at the end of his rope. Instead of fighting him head-on, it stood there warily, ready to defend against his attack at any moment.
The light in Zhao Kongcheng's eyes was like a torch being lit, getting brighter and brighter.
He crashed through the rain curtain and charged towards the King of Masked Men.
There was no fancy move at all.
He raised his hand,
And swung the knife.
An unprecedentedly huge crescent moon cut through the night sky, passing through the sky at a speed that the naked eye couldn't catch, cutting every drop of rainwater in its path into two halves.
The speed of this strike was so fast that even the powerful King of Masked Men couldn't easily dodge it.
Even if it wanted to dodge, in its current state, it couldn't do it.
So,
The black crescent moon passed through the sky,
Gently,
It cut off a ferocious head with a pale ghost face.