If you included the current Lyu Xiaofeng, it was four against one!
Two Baleful Stars, one true Myriad-Slayer, and an Overlord in his prime!
No organization could afford to underestimate a team-up of these four.
Thud!
The Black Death Lolita was skewered by the phantom greatsword and pinned to the ground. Blackish-purple blood flowed from the wound.
“Hehehe...”
She looked at them and laughed, blood leaking from the corners of her mouth, making her look exceptionally gruesome.
“Why are there only four? That’s a bit fewer than I expected.”
Jade Dog frowned. The Black Death Lolita was severely injured; he hadn't expected her to still be able to speak!
The Physician pathway was indeed troublesome.
“Rapid-Fire Strikes!”
Da Di continued to press the attack. In his eyes, an enemy was an enemy, regardless of gender or age!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One air cannon after another slammed into the Black Death Lolita. A normal person would have been turned into meat paste instantly, yet she was actually enduring so many hits!
“Not enough, not enough. Still not enough.”
“It’s a trap!”
Jade Dog retreated instantly as ripples of energy began to brew.
Hum—
The blood flowing from the Black Death Lolita actually traced a formation diagram on the ground!
“Cough, cough, cough!”
She coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, her expression becoming more and more deranged.
“I’ve been stuck at Sequence 5 for a long time. I want to promote, I want to become a World-Healer!”
“But it’s just too hard, too hard!”
“I felt like I could see my own ceiling. I was destined to wander at Sequence 5 for the rest of my life!”
“You’re all Demigods too; you should understand that feeling, right?”
All the Demigods sensed that something was wrong. Lyu Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and shouted.
“Whatever she’s trying to do, stop her!”
Hearing this, Da Di resumed his rapid-fire strikes, tearing through the air.
Splat!
The Black Death Lolita spat out a large mouthful of blood, her condition growing even weaker, but her smile only became more hideous.
“Hahaha!”
“That’s why I sought out the True Knowledge Society to cooperate. Those people might be religious nuts, but they really do know a lot of inside information—even many ancient promotion rituals.”
“Guess what I found there?”
As she spoke, she forced herself to stand up. The greatsword sliced further through her body as she rose, a sight that made one’s skin crawl.
With the sound of tearing flesh, she freed herself from the giant sword. The surrounding blackish-purple mist surged into her flesh, mending her wounds.
“I found a god—a True God!”
“I made a deal with Him, a deal that was quite fair for me. Guess what it was?”
Jade Dog and the others weren't listening anymore. They stood at a distance and unleashed their attacks, bombarding the Black Death Lolita’s position with a relentless barrage of energy.
Hum—
The array formed by her blood began to glow, weakening the incoming attacks.
She opened her arms in a welcoming gesture toward the sky, laughing with fanatical fervor.
“Hahaha!”
“Great True God, I have found a suitable vessel for You, as well as the sacrifices to welcome Your descent!”
“Descend!”
Hearing her words, the group’s attacks grew even more ferocious. At the same time, they were on high alert, fearing they might be the so-called vessel.
Whirr—
The surrounding air began to move rapidly, forming a tornado. The wind howled so fiercely it was difficult to remain standing.
Under the influence of the tornado, the Lyu family manor’s barrier became increasingly fragile, like a bubble that could pop at any moment.
“Attack!”
Lyu Xiaofeng roared. Knowing he had to handle his own family's mess, he gritted his teeth and charged toward the Black Death Lolita.
The wind grew even stronger. Inside the array, the Black Death Lolita’s hair whipped about as she sneered at the Demigods.
“To become sacrifices for a True God—you could say you’re dying for a worthy cause!”
Her words made Jade Dog’s skin crawl.
‘We are the sacrifices? Then who is the vessel?’
The tornado, carrying the blackish-purple mist, moved rapidly toward a corner.
Lyu Xiaofeng’s expression changed again. He finally remembered—the Butler wasn't dead yet!
“Hehehe...”
“Hahahaha!”
The Black Death Lolita’s laughter grew even louder.
...
“Tsk tsk, how intense.”
Outside the water curtain, Xia Yitiao sipped his goji berry water and checked his watch.
“Sigh, it’s already been over twenty minutes. According to the Headquarters’ rules, I can only keep using this sealed object for another half-hour or so.”
“Damn it, can they finish this within half an hour?”
As he spoke, his nose twitched twice, and his expression soured.
“Summoning an evil god?”
“I’m really fed up! Isn't she from the Idealist Society? Why is she using True Knowledge Society methods?”
“Do these cults have exchange students now?”
His expression shifted, but he eventually suppressed his annoyance.
“Whatever. Better to have one less problem than one more, and best to have no problems at all.”
“I’m retiring in a few months. Why bother getting mixed up with them?”
“Besides, if the youngsters don't get some exercise, when will they ever grow into their own?”
He continued drinking his goji berry water, his other hand supporting ‘Boil Mountain’.
“As long as Da Di is fine. After all, I watched that boy grow up.”
In the nearby woods, some transcendents were whispering among themselves.
“Damn, she really is a lunatic from the Idealist Society. Send the word back: the Black Death Lolita is here, the Security Bureau Chief is here, and the City Lord’s Overlord son has arrived too.”
“With this lineup, that masked man definitely has nothing to do with us anymore.”
“Exactly. Lyu Xiaofeng alone was troublesome enough. With these others added, trying to snatch a prize from under their noses isn't realistic.”
“Before this news spreads, hurry up and sell it!”
“I remember quite a few people want to kill that Black Death Lolita, right? Sell the info to them.”
The ‘bounty hunters’ who had previously come for the masked man were all reporting back.
A sealed object was indeed precious, but one had to consider the circumstances.
The Black Death Lolita, the Security Bureau Chief, Lyu Xiaofeng, and the City Lord’s Demigod son.
Any one of those names was not to be trifled with.
Some of the smaller organizations immediately decided to give up, no longer willing to waste manpower and resources.
Their every move was observed by Xia Yitiao in mid-air, but he didn't care; in fact, he was happy to see it.
In his eyes, these people were unstable elements; the sooner they left, the better.
...
“Tsk tsk, I wonder when I’ll be able to become a Demigod.”
Yin Yang shared the vision of the blade-wielding ghost, looking at Xia Yitiao with a hint of envy.
He really wanted to experience the feeling of flying, or rather, the feeling of being free and easy.
While Yin Yang didn't dare to try and lure away a sealed object, that didn't mean he didn't dare to watch the show.
After all, he still cared about the Lyu family. If the Lyu family didn't all die out, it would be quite a bother for him.
Therefore, he didn't mind giving the Lyu family a hand at the right time.
A hand toward reincarnation.
“Hmm?”
Xia Yitiao, suspended in the air, suddenly looked toward the blade-wielding ghost. His intuition was even sharper than Su Baadao’s!
The blade-wielding ghost hid in the shadows, its aura suppressed to the absolute limit.
“Gulp.”
Xia Yitiao took another sip of goji berry water and turned his head away.
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