Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts-Chapter 762 - 138: Your Turn! _2
What truly chilled them to the bone were the extremely unstable energy fluctuations emanating from Luo Hai's body.
This scene was exactly the same as when the child had self-detonated! Judging by the energy alone, the fluctuations from Luo Hai at this moment were even stronger than the child's had been!
Following the child, Luo Hai had turned himself into a super bomb!
THUD...
Heavy footsteps echoed. The ten-meter-tall Luo Hai advanced with ponderous, sluggish steps, inching towards the old man before him.
Seeing this, the old man froze. To fight or not to fight? That's an incredibly difficult question.
Luo Hai, drawing ever closer, let out intermittent sneers and glanced casually at Wen Yu in the distance, who lay heavily injured in the center of a large pit.
The expected Netherworld teleportation didn't occur. Wen Yu was severely injured, his stamina greatly depleted. He was hastily consuming elixir pills in the pit, paying no heed to the old man's predicament.
Seeing this, Luo Hai immediately quickened his pace.
A white beam of light instantly wrapped around the old man's body, halting his attempt to flee.
The next second, another earth-shattering explosion boomed!
Wen Yu sighed deeply as he sensed this.
He knew the old man couldn't just be killed by Luo Hai's explosion, yet Wen Yu lacked the means to intervene—the intense explosion and the multiple skills he had used had completely drained his stamina!
Moreover, the old man was stronger than the child, meaning teleporting him would require more stamina, which Wen Yu simply didn't have at the moment.
Commanding Faceless to shield him from the blast's aftermath, Wen Yu crammed more elixir pills into his mouth while extending his Perception Ability, focusing on the distant center of the explosion.
Two figures appeared within Wen Yu's perceptual range.
Standing his ground, Luo Hai casually picked the shattered pendant from his neck and tossed it aside.
The prerequisite for a suicide attack was fearlessness.
Apparently, Luo Hai still possessed a means of Rebirth.
Meanwhile, the old man facing Luo Hai looked utterly battered.
All the ash was gone from his body; he resembled a tattered ragdoll, riddled with holes. Thick blood saturated the ground beneath him.
The old man, whose strength was significantly higher than Luo Hai's, had been severely injured by Luo Hai's two self-detonations.
"So, this is what combat is all about..." Luo Hai, the victor, sighed with a smug air, then turned his gaze to the old man, who had fallen and couldn't get up.
The next second, white light flared once more, enveloping Luo Hai. A towering, indistinct phantasm slowly materialized behind him.
THUD!
The phantasm behind Luo Hai strode forward, raised its massive fist, and smashed it down towards the old man's head.
Overwhelming pressure and a scorching heatwave surged toward the old man. Sensing this, he struggled to prop himself up, laboriously wielding his giant pipe.
The pipe met the fist with an immense clash, and the old man's ruined body was hammered into the ground as if nailed down.
The next second, the massive phantasm attacked again!
Swinging its fist, smashing down, swinging again, pounding again!
The movements were seamless. The fists of the energy giant, shimmering with white light, became a blur of afterimages. Like a tireless craftsman, it relentlessly pounded and compacted the earth beneath.
Heat waves rolled out. White light scorched the ground, instantly vaporizing its moisture. Combined with the continuous heavy blows, the earth cracked and split, sending fragments of battle armor and splinters of flesh and bone flying.
From beneath the earth, the old man's screams grew weaker, eventually fading into silence.
In everyone's perception, the old man's life fluctuations grew faint, then slowly disappeared. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Within a short span, two members of Wu Long's squad—individually among the strongest on the battlefield—had been killed by Luo Hai alone!
A Level 6 fighting two Level 7 Breakthrough Achievers, even with the aid of items—Wen Yu had to admit at this moment that Luo Hai, in terms of strength, temperament, and decisiveness, was truly terrifying!
His opponent's death didn't stop Luo Hai's assault.
The Light Crafting Giant threw punch after punch. This cruel act, resembling the slow slicing and desecration of a corpse, caused an inexplicable pressure to build in Wen Yu's heart.
Only after smashing the old man's Soul-Armored weapon—the giant pipe—into a scattered mess did Luo Hai slowly wave his hand to withdraw the Light Crafting Giant.
After confirming the old man had no means of Rebirth, Luo Hai finally took a deep breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead—the resurrection tool he had just used was somewhat flawed. It hadn't fully restored his stamina upon revival, and the Light Crafting Giant's barrage of attacks had also consumed a significant amount of his energy.
Therefore, Luo Hai was not in peak condition.
However, even not at his peak, Luo Hai's squad, with its current strength, was more than capable of handling the situation!
Luo Hai, Zang, and Ah Gui... versus Wen Yu and Tang Haofei...
It was instantly clear who was stronger and who was weaker!
Thinking this, Luo Hai leisurely took out an elixir pill, chewed it slowly, and turned to the distant Wen Yu. A wide, savage grin spread across his face as he sneered, "It's your turn!"
HISS...
Drawing a deep breath, Wen Yu looked at Luo Hai's confident expression in the distance. His own face remained calm, but his mind raced, swiftly devising a strategy.
According to the Netherworld's perception, aside from this battlefield, the combatants on the two remaining battlefields—the woman versus Mu Qing, and Cloud versus Wu Long—are still locked in struggle. But I can't make a move here. Setting aside the stamina needed to teleport these powerful experts, the current situation is so delicate that a single misstep could unravel everything. Besides, the former fourth battlefield—where the Demon Tribe Patrol Team was—has already been completely obliterated by Zang. So, for me, all external help is gone...
What was more infuriating was that the old man and the child, whom Wen Yu had considered capable of confronting Luo Hai, had merely served to muddy the waters. Aside from the old man killing Hawk and the pair costing Luo Hai two lives, overall, the old man and the child had surprisingly little impact on the battle here!
When your own strength is lacking, you try to make up for it with external power. But what's happening now has undoubtedly shown me one thing—external power is influenced by too many factors. How can someone else's strength ever compare to your own?
Watching Luo Hai stare at him unblinkingly, Wen Yu forced a smile.
"Hey, let's make a deal. You see, I'm the Young Master, right? My father gave me a lot of good stuff before he died. I'll pay to save my life. What do you think?"
"Heh..."
Luo Hai looked at Wen Yu with a cryptic half-smile. The next second, a spear condensed from bright white light shot directly at Wen Yu!
Luo Hai's stance was firm; this was non-negotiable.
Faceless's body flashed with dazzling lightning. A spear forged from thunder instantly materialized and shot towards the incoming white spear!
The two spears clashed, white light and lightning intertwining fiercely before both dissipated into the air.
Tang Haofei's physical constitution was comparable to Luo Hai's. Since Faceless had copied Tang Haofei's constitution, its current physical attributes were naturally on par with Luo Hai's as well!
However, the real gap lay in skills and items!
The number of items Luo Hai possessed already exceeded Wen Yu's imagination. What troubled Wen Yu more was that, excluding Heaven's Sealing, Luo Hai still possessed five other skills, while Faceless, in Tang Haofei's form, only had two!
Even knowing the disparity in strength, Wen Yu had no choice but to have Faceless engage. Simultaneously, he sent a Spiritual Fluctuation to Tang Haofei.
Old Tang, think of something...
Barely parrying a fierce slash from Zang, Tang Haofei glanced at his own injuries.
After a moment, Old Tang sighed. Understood...
