Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 441 - 231: If You’re Tired, Just Rest...
The strands of hair moved with no wind, each one stained crimson, like burning flames.
Those clear large eyes, at this moment, transformed into two Eyes of Melting Gold, coldly overlooking below.
The small right hand lifted, gently pointing behind Zhang Tiezhu’s direction.
"Silence."
A single word true saying, uttered calmly.
Sizzle——!
A dark red pillar of light, refined to the extreme as if forged from a dying star, instantaneously pierced through the void!
Ignoring the distance.
Like a red-hot sharp blade stabbing into butter.
Instantly pierced through the not yet fully closed, viscous liquid-like Space Barrier.
"Ugh ah——!!!"
A scream so shrill it didn’t sound human came from the space interlayer!
The Space Barrier violently caved and trembled.
Like the surface of a lake hit by a boulder, ripples of distortion visible to the naked eye spread out.
Beyond the crack, that hand seemed to be burned beyond its pain tolerance...
Retracted back into itself.
The space fluctuations instantly disappeared.
Zhang Tiezhu survived the ordeal, drenched in cold sweat!
Suddenly turning around, he only saw that rapidly dissipating dark red glow and Jiang Wei’s small figure landing back on the rock.
Then looked ahead at the ground’s two halves of the shadow hound’s corpse, and behind at the space seemingly "smoothed" by an unseen force.
A chill surged from the soles of his feet to his Celestial Spirit.
He gulped down a mouthful of blood-tainted saliva, using all his strength, hoarsely shouted towards the small figure atop the huge rock:
"Th... Thank you!!!"
Jiang Wei, not lifting her head, sucked lightly on a lollipop, as if she didn’t hear.
Zhang Tiezhu said no more, suddenly turning around, his bloodshot eyes locking onto the surging Life Ghost Tide again, as a roar erupted once more:
"Fierce Tiger Company! Kill for me!!! Do not let a single one through!!!"
The fifth wave of the Life Ghost Tide, after the Thousand-legged Iron Centipede was beheaded, the Shadow Weaver was continuously killed, the Goblin was tightly entangled by Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, and the mysterious space attacker was scared off, was finally forcefully curbed.
When the last Goblin had its heart shattered by Chu Kuanglan’s savage Molten Rock Bursting Fist, its massive body collapsed with a thud.
The entire Black Pine Ridge once again fell into a brief deathly silence.
Fang Qingyu leaned on the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash.
The blade slanted into the ground, supporting his shaky body.
The bare bronze upper body was covered with the filthy blood of various Life Ghosts, droplets continually falling.
Fang Qingyu slowly lifted his head, eyes like melting gold scanning the battlefield.
On the giant rock in the center of the ridge bottom, Jiang Wei’s small figure still stood firm.
On the high point of the left-wing ruins, Chu Kuanglan slumped in the pile of rubble, gasping for breaths, his arms unnaturally trembling, his Molten Rock Qi Force extinguished long ago.
At the edge of the right-wing battlefield, Lu Jiuyuan leaned on his sword, standing with difficulty, but a deep wound visible to the bone at his waist and abdomen was bleeding profusely, his face pale as paper.
In the back of the ravine’s entrance, Wei Banmeng slid slowly to the ground with his back against the cold stone wall, his face devoid of blood, his Ice Blue Blade Domain dissipated for long, and the Profound Qilin Double Blades hanging powerlessly at his sides.
In front of the Fierce Tiger Company’s defense line, corpses were piled like mountains.
Zhang Tiezhu leaned on a dented Mountain Opening Saber, like a blood-stained iron tower.
One arm hung limply, evidently broken.
Not far in front of him lay the new recruit who had issued the warning.
The new recruit’s chest was torn apart by some unknown force, innards spilled everywhere, horror and confusion frozen on his face.
Zhang Tiezhu looked at the corpse of the new recruit, his blood-covered face expressionless.
Only those bloodshot eyes fixated on the new recruit’s round open eyes, as if engraving this scene deep within his soul.
After a long time, he slowly lifted his head, looking towards the interior of the ravine’s entrance where another blood-covered figure, leaning on a sword, was panting. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
Their gazes met in the air.
No words were exchanged.
Only a heaviness forged to the extreme by war, saturated with blood and exhaustion.
Fang Qingyu slowly withdrew his gaze.
Difficultly straightening up.
The heavy blade of the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash was slowly pulled up.
Thick filthy blood ran down the blade groove.
Surveying the battlefield thoroughly covered by death and smoke.
Looking at the teammates around him, nearly at their limits.
Looking at the deep green figures fallen in front of the line of defense, never to rise again.
A hoarse voice, nearly losing sound, yet with a decisiveness as if cutting through steel, was painfully forced out from between his blood-stained lips:
"Rest..."
As the words fell.
Fang Qingyu no longer looked at anyone.
Slowly sat down.
Right there, amidst the sticky cold, the mire filthy with countless Life Ghosts’ and his own blood.
Leaning against the cold steel remains of the Thousand-legged Iron Centipede he personally beheaded.
Closed his eyes.
Line by line of cold prompts silently appeared on the map:
[New Life Ghost Recorded: Thousand-legged Iron Centipede, Reward: 4 Skill Points]
