My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 770 - 397: Day of Vengeance, the Brigade’s Fury

At the same time, blood suddenly streamed from her slender fingers, and a vivid scarlet surged upward against the storm, forming a massive Mandala Flower.

The Mandala Flower spun rapidly, breaking through the rain like a vortex, devouring Zhong Wujiu's figure like a carnivorous plant.

Seeing that the "Bo Qi Bird's" cry had no effect on them, Zhong Wujiu switched the Nuo Mask on his face, transforming it into "Xiong Bo" at that moment.

In an instant, the invisible roar of a tiger swept through the rain. Zhong Wujiu's body was entwined with steam-like ink that rose and formed the shape of a fierce tiger.

"Roar—!"

The ink tiger's claws sliced through the rain, tearing apart the Mandala Flower. Immediately, Zhong Wujiu seemed to merge his mind and soul with the Beast Spirit, transforming completely into a tiger.

He used all four limbs, with a ferocious expression, landing on the top of the ruins, darting across and then, like a cannonball, charging at Ryukawa Chiba.

Zhong Wujiu's battle instincts told him that if he killed Ryukawa Chiba, he could use the "Bo Qi Bird's" Spiritual Control ability to subdue the others.

In an instant, the hacker on the screen made a face, and Ryukawa Chiba's body transformed into a fleeting stream of data. Zhong Wujiu lunged at empty air, his claws slicing through nothing but data.

At the same time, Yanmo Lin broke through the rain to chase, her pupils reflecting the side of Zhong Wujiu, as her Demon Blade swung forward like falling rain.

"Sou—!" The eerie bloodlight devoured the rain within a ten-meter radius, forming a crescent arc that swept unstoppably toward Zhong Wujiu.

Zhong Wujiu sharply turned his head.

He roared angrily, crossing his arms to raise ink claws in defense, yet his form was knocked back ten meters.

Immediately, Yanmo Lin pursued once more, lifting her Demon Blade to forcefully slash Zhong Wujiu's arms, simultaneously sending his body flying skyward.

"Slot Machine Kid, do something." The hacker shouted, "Stop spectating, will you?" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"You talk too much."

Anluns slightly curled his lips, leaning against the slot machine's surface, turning to watch the three symbols on the screen spin rapidly before finally freezing. The result on the electronic screen was clearly three lined-up "Rocket Launchers."

"Oh, my, it's been a while since I got this." Anluns rubbed his forehead.

"Hey, hey, hey, you flashy show-off, hurry and throw out your bomb, will you?!" The hacker was shocked.

"On its way," said Anluns as he promptly lifted the whole slot machine with one hand.

Then, he hurled it fiercely at Zhong Wujiu in mid-air. The slot machine flipped and soared through the rain. At that moment, an opening suddenly appeared at the bottom of the slot machine, and a golden rocket launcher emerged.

Zhong Wujiu, thrown backward in the air, struggled to stabilize himself, only to see a slot machine coming at him.

The golden rocket launcher abruptly increased in heat, turning the entire slot machine a dazzling and dangerous red, even painting Zhong Wujiu's silhouette in a crimson hue.

Observing this, Zhong Wujiu raised his hand to cover his face, switching the mask to "Qiang Liang" mode. It was his most defensive form. In an instant, the ink on his body transformed into an invisible porcupine armor covering his skin.

"Boom," Anluns softly murmured.

The next second, the slot machine exploded in the rain, turning into a devastating blaze that engulfed Zhong Wujiu.

"Boom—!"

The firelight transformed into a towering pillar of flames, rampaging through the storm, vaporizing all rain within a hundred-meter radius into billowing steam surging upwards, as white vapor and black smoke spread simultaneously.

Zhong Wujiu's body flew out from the black and white mist, hurtling over two hundred meters, smashing through a series of shops on the long street, and finally crashing inside an antique store.

"Bang!"

Lightning flashed momentarily, briefly illuminating the rain clouds. The storm fell, drenching his body, the rain mixed with blood soaking into the ground.

Zhong Wujiu slowly rose, the Nuo Mask stained red with blood, ferocious like a cornered beast on the brink of death.

Yet the Bloodline and Yanmo Lin gave him no respite.

At this moment, the two had already launched a pincer attack from both sides.

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The rain poured heavier, nearly submerging the entire long street, water pooling everywhere, as Bai Tanlang, Andrew, Urushibara Osamu, Xia Pingzhou, Ayase Origami charged toward Zhou Jiuya on the street.

Bai Tanlang was at the forefront, running with his form shifting rapidly, muscles expanding and tearing through his clothes, even the cloak fluttering in the rain was shredded.

"Roar—!!!"

The Celestial Wolf roared out of the rain, its fierce eyes glowing coldly.

But in that moment, an overwhelming shadow suddenly fell from the sky. It looked up, roaring, using its powerful back and strong forelimbs to brace against the falling bronze pillar, as if supporting a mountain!

Just fending off one assault, the Celestial Wolf barely had time to breathe before suddenly seeing a massive gilded drum blocking its way, the drumhead covered in white rhinoceros hide, the drum body painted with the Wind God and Thunder God's battle scene.

It was Zhou Jiuya's "Wind God Thunder Drum."

Suddenly, the Wind God Thunder Drum resonated without wind, producing a grand ancient sound from its drumhead! The Celestial Wolf covered its ears, howling in agony at the sky.

But in the next moment, in the center of the drumhead, a bolt of lightning erupted!

"Boom—!" The grand wind and thunder roared, tearing apart the rain curtain, crashing into the Celestial Wolf's chest, blasting it a hundred meters away, crashing into the carousel in the amusement park, kicking up a cloud of dust.