Chapter 888: Chapter 443: Spinning Descent (2)

Fear spreads.

Shrieks of panic ring out from the mouths of the little gangsters who once swaggered and flaunted their strength on the streets.

In appearance, they have muscles that seem substantial, with some boasting flamboyant gang tattoos, exuding a fierce and savage demeanor.

Yet now, they resemble well-fed chickens, screeching as they run amok, clueless about where their weapons have been thrown.

No mercy whatsoever.

Faced with these weak enemies, devoid of the will to fight, who only flee wildly without resistance, the speed and agility of the Black Wolf are displayed to their fullest.

It is practically a one-sided massacre.

Often, just a flash of the curved sword light passes by, and several round heads, drenched in blood, fly off from their shoulders.

The headless bodies and the walls on either side are torn apart by the whipping wind enveloping the Black Wolf, becoming a ruin of shredded meat.

"Ahhhh!!!" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

A furious roar almost carves out a blurred sound wave in the air.

The "Horned Shark" Lailo, wielding a Double-bladed Giant Axe, stands roaring on the spot.

While venting emotion and boosting morale, one can see a faint red energy layer covering his body.

Muscles wriggle, his entire body inflates as if being pumped with air.

Naturally, it is impossible to allow him to gather strength unwatched, as the twin warrior Rein rushes into the shack straight ahead, intending to engage him as planned.

Yet before the steel sword in his hand has a chance to strike, the broad ax face, as wide as a person’s torso, sweeps in from the side with a gust of wind.

Rein reacts quickly, realizing he cannot afford to take the hit directly, immediately pulling back, raising his left hand, and bringing the Ironwood Shield to guard his front.

[Action like Tide]!

The next moment, he feels two massive forces, nearly overlapping, hit the round shield on his arm in rapid succession.

The whole left arm, along with half of his body, is numbed with tingling, and the tip of his toes leaves the ground, as he is literally chopped and sent flying.

And even in such a moment, facing the elder brother falling into disadvantage and danger, Rein’s twin brother Gordon remains disciplined like a soldier, keeping his anxious gaze fixed on their surroundings without any intention of stepping forward to assist, while unwaveringly guarding beside Hai Yin outside the shack.

The Spellcasters are the core of the team and often the key for the enemy to open a breakthrough. Protecting Hai Yin is imperative in the pre-battle plan.

Unless the situation on the field becomes extremely dire, he will never leave the druid alone.

"Buzz..."

Both hands grasping the Practice Staff, the green light briefly gathers in the air like tiny stars, flying and falling onto Lailo, who steps forward intending to finish off Rein.

Sizzle——

One can see strands of dark green seaweed growing and spreading along the green spots falling onto Lailo’s body.

Tightening and winding.

Slowing his movement gradually.

But after all, with a Professional Level as high as Level 5, "Horned Shark’s" sheer physical strength surpasses anyone in the scene.

His breath sprays a gas, and the muscles covered with red light swell suddenly, the veins under the skin wriggling like worms.

Without the need for apparent struggle, just a slight exertion during pause, those entangled seaweeds shatter entirely into fibers and fall.

Even so, it allows Rein, who was sent flying and fell into a brief paralysis, a half-second reaction time.

Despite his sorry state, rolling horizontally, he barely dodges a chop aiming straight for his head, while propping the round shield on the ground, stabilizes his balance, and stands up from the ground.

"Come on, bastard!"

Banging the sword against the shield, Rein spat a blood-tinted spittle, taunting towards Lailo in front.

The original dullness on his face vanished, replaced by the fierce demeanor a Senior Adventurer should naturally possess.

Even if there is a clear difference in strength between each other, he still fulfills his duty, desperately buying time for his teammates.

Wait a moment...

Buying time!?...

Like realizing something temporarily forgotten, under the effect of the lute sounds resonating in the air, Lailo’s bloodshot dizzy eyes suddenly shrink, and rationality returns.

Right now, how much time has passed since the battle started?

Ten seconds? Or half a minute?

From the start... why did the surroundings suddenly become so quiet?

From the brothers in the gang, the fear screams that annoyed his heart just now.

Now, he can’t hear a single sound.

Instinctively turning his head, he casts his gaze to the other side of the field.

There, the wolf beast from the mysterious dark depth has completed his hunt.

Extremely efficient.

Facing the enemy, never lenient.

He doesn’t hold back just because the opponent hasn’t reached the Professional Level and neither feels any qualms about slaughtering enemies trapped in fear without resistance.

When the Wolf Teeth descend, only death awaits.

Flying heads like autumn leaves, cloaked in blood, spinning, fall onto the scarlet ground paved with shredded meat rend beyond recognition.

A black giant wolf with swaying mane slowly steps through the blood and flesh, the Wolf Mouth opening and closing, swinging off the last head.

Death was very clean, severed neck tidy, even the face still shows traces of unextinguished fear.

Lailo knows that face.

A member who joined the gang not long ago, enthusiastic and lively, always rushing to do errands.

Just ten minutes ago, it was him who handed the tea.

Now, only a head remains, not knowing where the body has gone.

"Die, ahhhhhhh!"

His heart constantly provoked by the lute sound explodes at this moment.

Lailo roars madly, the red light on his body growing brighter.

Ignoring Rein on the other side, glaring at himself, twisting his waist and abdomen, he rushes towards Xia Nan.

A warrior briefly losing his sanity, driven by Anger.

No one would miss this opportunity.

Though there is no explicit communication among the people in the field, they all show a similar tacit understanding at this moment.

Buzz——

Green light flickers, water plants grow and break in an instant, making Lailo’s figure pause for a moment.

Even if it is less than half a second of stagnation, it allows a small snake with silver-black sheen to poke out its diamond-shaped small head, hanging upside down in the shadows waiting for long.

In Lailo’s lower neck, a touch and retreat, leaving behind lethal venom.

"Hiss!"

Rein’s steel sword pierces from the warrior’s back, pulling out some shredded meat, penetrating his chest.

Endless rage allows Lailo, the warrior of Professional Level as high as Level 5, to block out the pain from various parts of the body.

His wide-open eyes, only locked onto the Black Wolf ahead.

Buzz——

The broad ax blade rises high, and the intense red light throughout is seemingly condensed on this Double-edged Axe at this moment.

The immense strength travels from shoulder to shaft, accompanied by a terrifying sound tearing through the air, the giant axe stained red by light, straightly drops towards the Black Wolf’s head.

And ironically.

Facing Lailo’s desperate strike gathering his whole strength.

That black Winter Wolf with slender limbs and swaying mane barely reacts.

Merely leisurely jumping backward lets the axe fall into empty space.

The surging blood flowing rapidly inside spreads the snake venom throughout his body within a breath’s time.

And the pierced chest accelerates the loss of the man’s Life Force.

Lailo never felt the axe blade so heavy in his hands.

And just as he grits his teeth, attempting to pull the axe stuck in the ground crevice back out.

In front, the nimble black Winter Wolf leaps, already lunging.

Buzz——

Russet force field energy traces a complete arc in the air.

The Wolf Teeth descend.

The world spins.

The hulking body remains in the stance holding the axe with both hands, but the head representing the Horned Shark Gang’s leader already departs from its proper place, disappearing from above the shoulders.

Amid the lingering howl of the wolf, spins and lands.