Chapter 273 Sacrifices on the Bloody Altar
But now, these fiery red hairs, more ferocious and tyrannical than real magma and real venomous snakes, were drawing trembling traces in mid-air like frightened earthworms.

It seemed as if it wanted to break free from its owner's scalp and escape as far away as possible.

The next second, they were drawn by some mysterious force and forcibly pulled back one by one.

Deep within the mithril mist, the serpents were subdued, and the flames were extinguished.

Until the last spark dissipated into nothingness, the female attacker codenamed "Carrie" did not utter a sound, as if her throat and heart had long been filled with fear.

The two surviving attackers swallowed hard at the same time.

They were originally hunters lurking in the darkness, unscrupulous madmen, and bloodthirsty lunatics.

But at this moment, they felt like prey exposed to the sun, completely exposed and defenseless.

They became unbridled madmen, wantonly ravaging innocent people.

He became a bloodthirsty madman, bound hand and foot, and placed on a bloody altar as a sacrifice.

"That guy didn't run away!"

They instantly realized that the guy who killed the commander had gone into the sewers not out of fear of their guardian spirits, but to lower their guard so they could be caught in one fell swoop.

From the very beginning, this guy had no intention of letting any of their attackers leave here alive!

This thought had just flashed through my mind like a black lightning bolt.

Deep within the smoke and mist, astonishing ripples of psionic energy erupted.

It was as if a prehistoric behemoth, after devouring the corpses of two severely wounded attackers, had completed a new evolution or metamorphosis, releasing a killing intent that stirred up the smoke and mist, creating radiating ripples.

"call!"

Before the two of them could react.

A massive, dark shadow, accompanied by the force of thunder, suddenly crashed down on them.

Firearms experts were the first to be affected, shrouded in shadow.

Without a second thought, he gathered all his weapons, his eyes wide open, bloodshot and gaping, and he practically shot his soul out along with the bullets.

The dense barrage of bullets formed hundreds of long whips interwoven with flames and steel, instantly blasting the massive black shadow into countless holes.

Only then did the two realize from the deformed and twisted metal wreckage that the enormous black shadow thrown by that terrifying being was actually the wreckage of a tanker truck.

After the car accident and explosion, coupled with the full force of firearms experts, the tanker truck was already torn to pieces.

Various parts and iron filings fell to the ground with a clattering sound, like a shower of flowers, but did not cause much harm to the two people.

The problem is that some mithril stabilizer residue remains at the bottom of the broken tank.

With the tank completely torn apart, the highly concentrated liquid was exposed to the air and quickly vaporized, turning into clumps of menacing, eerie blue icy mist.

This is something that bullets cannot drive away, much less kill.

The dark blue icy mist instantly enveloped the gun expert.

This caused the activity levels of his life magnetic field and the remnant soul magnetic field of his guardian spirit to plummet to rock bottom.

Even the dense gunfire became muffled and sparse. And when he finally managed to escape the dark blue icy mist...

On the almost frozen surface of the eyeball, a terrifying figure appeared, with the "Nightmare Champion" and the "Abyss Demon Lizard" superimposed on each other.

The gun expert's eyes froze instantly.

In the next instant, fear surged forth from his frozen eyeballs like a black tidal wave, enveloping and controlling every nerve and muscle fiber, leaving him unable to react except to tremble.

The Abyss Lizard originally possessed the ability to amplify fear.

Not to mention that the gun expert was covered in mithril stabilizer liquid and had just accidentally inhaled a large amount of dark blue ice mist, which suppressed him from the inside out, making it impossible for him to unleash even one-tenth of the power of his guardian spirit.

So when the black swordsman behind the "Abyssal Demon Lizard" leaped up and the bladeless greatsword swept across him like a whistling wind, all struggles became meaningless.

The dozens of guns suspended in mid-air trembled slightly, the gunfire stopped abruptly, and the muzzle flashes went out at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, as if an invisible thread had been cut, they lost control and support, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The gun expert struggled to turn his head and eyes, looking at the guns scattered on the ground like metal wreckage.

He tried to reach out and pick up the deadly weapon he considered his life again.

Unfortunately, just as he raised his arms, both of them were severed at the elbows, and his forearms, along with his twitching hands, fell to the ground.

He looked on in astonishment, raising his remaining arm to examine the smooth, mirror-like, blood-red cut on his elbow, then at the death-like black swordsman.

He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, his entire body broke at the waist, his upper body fell backward, and his internal organs gushed out under the pressure of his body cavity, spilling onto the ground with a "splashing" sound.

Now, only one strong man remains to control the giant snake.

Faced with the dual gazes of the black swordsman and the abyssal demon lizard, the burly man, whose face and body were stained with the blood of his comrades, made an unexpected move.

He first took a deep breath, then his eyes widened, accompanied by an astonishing shriek, as if he were unleashing all his life force.

The burly man, who was originally over two meters tall with bulging blood vessels, bulging muscles, and large joints, shrank into a dwarf less than 1.5 meters tall in just a few seconds!
The giant snake behind him, already larger than the anaconda, expanded and split further after being infused with the life force he exhaled, growing three heads and two deformed, swollen tails that rustled like rattlesnakes.

Not only that, but thousands of hexagonal scales also stood up on the body of this three-headed, two-tailed giant snake.

The scales have incredibly sharp edges; if they were to casually scrape across the road surface, vehicles, or the walls of tall buildings on either side of the road, they would spark and leave deep, bone-revealing marks.

In terms of sheer presence, the three-headed, two-tailed giant serpent seemed stronger than the black swordsman and the abyssal demon lizard combined.

Its owner, however, showed absolutely no intention of fighting Xu Yan to the bitter end.

A cunning glint appeared in the dwarf's eyes.

Having made up their minds, they adopted a do-or-die attitude and fled under the cover of their guardian spirits.

Unfortunately, it's too late to think about escaping now.

"Shhhhhhh!"

Just as he was about to bluff and send his guardian spirit forward, a strange sound suddenly came from beneath the commander's headless corpse beside him, and countless thin red lines shot out.

As if controlled by hungry, vengeful spirits, the red thread traced an eerie arc, rushing into his body from his most vulnerable side!

(End of this chapter)

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