Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 263 - 175: Like a Madman—Bastard, Die!!!
The terrifying energy surged within!
The place where the dark red giant eye shattered completely, instantly turned into a blazing white mini-sun!
"Aooo——!!!"
The massive flesh and blood Life Ghost exploded with a heart-wrenching howl, surpassing the limits of pain, for the first time!!
This wail was like billions of vengeful spirits screaming simultaneously, carrying the deepest malice and terror towards annihilation!
Immediately after——
BOOOOOM!!!
Like a balloon stretching to its limit, it burst with a crash!
The thirty-meter-tall giant flesh monster, its dense flesh core, thick shell, countless bony appendages... everything, under the tearing of billions of penetrating golden rays, completely disintegrated!
A viscous, foul-smelling dark red blood rain, mixed with shards of bone and shell fragments, poured down like a waterfall from tens of meters in the air!
Soaking the ground of the pit, making an intense "sss" sound, dyeing the entire battlefield a hellish scarlet!
In the center of a huge pit tens of meters in diameter.
Only one simple deep blue-robed figure remained, hands clasped behind the back, standing straight in the void, quietly.
The robe flapped in the aftershocks of the explosion and the blood rain, yet remained unstained by dust.
"Mas...Master?!!!"
Wei Banmeng was the first to react, her icy face instantly overwhelmed by immense joy!
She could hardly believe her eyes, cried out in disbelief, and then, ignoring the filthy blood rain still falling around, and disregarding Qin Hui, Old Qiao, and others beside her, rushed over at full speed!
She didn’t even care that her master had just one-hit killed this terrifying monster that had trapped the four Tier Two characters!
As soon as she reached the deep blue-clad silhouette, Wei Banmeng urgently shouted, "Master! Fang Qingyu and Xiaojiang are still trapped below! Quickly save them!!" Her voice carried an unmistakable hoarseness and deep fear.
Just as Wei Banmeng’s voice fell, as if echoed by fate.
Not far from them.
In the vast debris of massive collapsed rocks—caused by the deep combat—which blocked several underground passage entrances like a mountain...
Suddenly!
A very faint, yet exceptionally clear, sound of impact echoed.
Dong...
Against the backdrop of the blood rain on the battlefield, this sound appeared so jarring.
Then...
Dong... Dong... Dong...
The sound wasn’t loud, but rhythmical and penetrating!
One after another, again and again!
Monotonous, muffled, stubborn, like someone knocking on a heavy, massive door!
Whether it was the deep blue-robed elder, Su Wanqing, and others, or the just-rushed Wei Banmeng and Qin Hui, everyone instinctively turned their gaze towards that debris heap!
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The knocking sound grew closer and closer!
It became more urgent! And increasingly clearer! Everyone’s heart jumped to their throat!
The next second——
Rumble——!!!!
A violent explosion erupted from the pile of debris!
Two entangled figures, like trapped beasts breaking free, exploded out of the flying stones and dust in the sky!!!
It was Fang Qingyu!
Carrying the still unconscious Jiang Wei on his back, his whole body was like a bloodthirsty beast, devoid of rationality, fiercely pinning down a man dressed in a deeply wrinkled and dusty gray suit!
Fang Qingyu’s eyes were bloodshot red, like bleeding!
Devoid of any human rationality, leaving only pure, extreme anger, madness, and a desire to destroy!
Fang Qingyu’s arms!
Especially the shattered, twisted, blood-soaked left arm, was moving at a frequency that would make one’s heart tremble!
Disregarding everything, without any cushioning, completely unconcerned about whether he’d cripple his arm!
Like a pile driver, like a hurricane!
One blow after another! No end!!!
Aimed at the gray suit man’s head below! Madly, unstoppably hammering down!
Each punch carried the dull thud of bones and flesh rubbing!
Each punch spattered fresh blood, indistinguishable from whether it was Fang Qingyu’s own blood from his fist or the head-splattering blood and pulp of the suited man!
The shattered bone fragments of the left arm even stuck together with the blurred flesh on the suited man’s head and face!
Fang Qingyu seemed tireless, oblivious to pain, each punch drawing from every last ounce of his remaining strength, emitting a beast-like, indistinct low growl:
"Bastard... bastard... bastard...!!!"
Everyone’s gaze fell beneath Fang Qingyu. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
The man in the tattered suit, his head, or what used to be where his head was, had become unrecognizable!
The blurred flesh mixed with shattered skull and brain tissue sprawled across the surrounding ground, like a pool of blood-soaked mud mixed with gray dust...
"Safe! Safe! Qingzi! Safe!!!"
Qin Hui, Qi Hao, and others screamed hoarsely, rushing forward with teary relief, seven hands and eight feet tightly hugging the wild, tiger-like Fang Qingyu.
Fang Qingyu was embraced by the crowd, his violent actions suddenly halted.
When his gaze focused on Qin Hui, Qi Hao, just an arm’s reach away, their faces anxious and fear-stricken, and next to them, Wei Banmeng clutching his arm tightly, her cold face full of worry...
The pupils, frozen with overwhelming killing intent and pain, finally, extremely slowly, contracted with difficulty.
The maddening red deep within his pupils, like a tide, slowly receded.
The back, tense like a rock, slightly relaxed,
and a deep, exceedingly weary breath was expelled from his chest.
"Hu..."
Then, Fang Qingyu’s eyelids heavily closed, his tight muscles instantly losing all their strength.
The weighty body, with Jiang Wei on his back, suddenly toppled to the left!
"Qingzi!!!"
Chaotic shouts erupted.
Qin Hui and Lv Chen, the closest, rushed forward, catching him and Jiang Wei on his back just before they hit the ground.
"Quick! Medical team!!" Zhao Qiming shouted hoarsely.
Everything happened too fast, too tragic, and too breathtaking!
From the old man descending from Heaven, killing the Life Ghost in an instant, to Wei Banmeng calling for help, then Fang Qingyu climbing from the rubble like a Hellish Asura, mounting the suit-wearing man and pounding his head into mud.
The entire process took just mere seconds!
So when Fang Qingyu finally collapsed from exhaustion, everyone was still immersed in extreme shock and fear, unable to think about much.
In an instant, almost everyone’s gaze.
Instinctively focused on the ground, on the cold corpse in a dark gray suit, its head no longer resembling any known shape.
Wei Banmeng was the first to react.
Forcing down her worry for Fang Qingyu’s condition and her nausea at the shattered head, she took a deep breath of the cold air, filled with rust and putrid odor, her gaze becoming extremely sharp.
Swiftly moving forward, she knelt beside the corpse on one knee.
Skillfully and quickly, she searched through the pockets of the tattered suit.
Soon.
She fished out a metal card, soaked in blood and brain matter, with special material and complex dark patterns on the surface, an identification card.
Ignoring the filth, Wei Banmeng wiped the sticky substance from its surface with her fingers, using the light from the emergency lamps to carefully discern the information engraved on the card.
A few seconds later.
Wei Banmeng abruptly raised her head, her cold face filled with heavy shock and a gravely serious calm, her voice carrying a barely noticeable tremor as she loudly announced: "Identity confirmed, it’s Sikong Zhen!!"
This... was the Divine Chosen who just in the core area, manipulated the Earth, isolated the four sects, and toyed with the entire Songdu, even collaborating with the chrysalis Life Ghost?
The esteemed savior who came from the Western Realm?
In an instant, like ice water pouring over their heads!
Everyone’s heart was seized tightly by an invisible giant hand!
Within the Force Field, the four recently freed Peak beings, outside the Force Field, countless soldiers and officers witnessing or hearing the outcome, surviving Martial Artists...
The collective intake of breath created a silent sound wave.
A deathly silence descended!
Everyone’s eyes widened, mouths agape, their gazes shifting back and forth between the headless, chaotic corpse and the unconscious Fang Qingyu beside it, body covered in wounds, seemingly on the brink of death...
A Martial Artist in the Micro Realm...
An esteemed Divine Chosen who wielded the Earth’s Mighty Power...
The former, after surviving the hunt of an Ancient Fierce Beast, severely injured from the underground collapse, crawled out of that desperate situation to pin this high-and-mighty Divine Chosen into the muddy pit of ruins...
Like the fiercest, most furious madman!
Brutally, with the most primitive, savage fists...
Smashed his head into pulp?!
Reduced him to an unrecognizable pool of muck?!
Was it a mistake...
Or had the world gone mad!!?
