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Chapter 386 The Howling Wolves and the Galloping Two Riders (Part 2)

Life is swirling. Hundreds. Thousands. Tens of thousands.

Countless lives soared above the smoke signals, countless demons answered the call of chaos. Among them were weak demons who only had animals as their contractors, but many more were powerful demons with formal contractors, and even a considerable number were fantasy-level demons.

The reckless multi-contract alliance further expanded the military's scale; only its terrifying number was confirmed. The army was like a deep, black tornado, blotting out the heavens and earth, covering the entire Fourth Sequence. From the depths of the tornado flashed iridescent lightning—countless pairs of eyes, abnormally brightened by the infusion of anti-rhythmic rainbows! Proof of being cruel living bombs!

"To offer your lives! To achieve the supreme feast!"

The blood-red smoke laughed into the sky. The living sacrifices, infused with emotional power, showed no empathy, only fear of their impending death. However, under the cruel elemental forces, this fear became, in a malicious way, the driving force behind the explosion.

The weakest demons, most afraid of death, were the first to be driven by emotion and fall into the smoke. If only they had stayed in the Fifth Order. If only they had held onto their citizenship and not answered the call of chaos. Such regrets, and jealousy of their non-combatant kin, arose, thus providing ample "fuel."

Then several streaks of rainbow light shrieked down, triggering a desperate explosion around the Kanglong Motorcycle!
The space was shaken. His mind was torn apart with excruciating pain. Chu Hengkong preemptively struck with his sword to destroy the bomb itself, but the unstoppable explosion inflicted severe damage on both his mind and body.

He shielded Violet with burning passion, amplifying his presence to protect her, at the cost of further injury to himself. His hand gripping the knife snapped almost instantly. His blood-refining constitution offered a possibility of healing, but the chaotic gazes hindered the process. Countless fish-scale-like wounds appeared on Chu Hengkong's body, blood swirling in the wind.

“The core issue is the demons’ curse. Blood Smoke uses malicious elements to create a forced sacrifice mechanism, making every explosion a curse.” Velvet gripped his waist tightly. “The best solution is Miss Ji’s purification. Violently dismantling it will only further increase the damage!”

"There's no other way but to confront them head-on now!"

Three more bombs struck, interrupting their conversation. The order field beneath the Kanglong Motorcycle was thus destroyed; if this continued, the path they were struggling to maintain would collapse, and the two dragged into the chaos would surely die.

Velbert lay on Chu Hengkong's back with her eyes closed, channeling most of her mental energy into the motorcycle to maintain the order field. The motorcycle, on the verge of collapse, barely regained its balance. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Blood Smoke launched a surprise attack, throwing insidious invisible bombs. Chu Hengkong swung his spear to deflect the attack and then counterattacked. Blood Smoke's elemental body attempted to evade the thrust, but his movements suddenly stopped.

A silver chain pierced the thick smoke—the causal chain of the Calamity Arm! Chu Hengkong grabbed him tightly with his left arm, bringing the two to a dangerous distance. Despite being at such a disadvantage, he still thought of counterattacking.

“You can’t escape at this distance either,” Chu Hengkong laughed. “Those living sacrifices won’t let you go. Do you have the courage to blow yourself up too?”

Blood Smoke smiled dangerously: "Did you think I'd fall for your provocation? Hey, God!"

Furudan let out a mocking roar, the power shattering the causal chain and widening the distance between them once more, the lone chain fluttering in the smoke. Ultimately, both were powers of illusory demons, so it was not surprising that the chains' effectiveness was compromised.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Furuidan grabbed the iron chain and pulled hard, causing the Kanglong Motorcycle to teeter on the brink of losing its balance. Chu Hengkong gripped the chain tightly with his wicked wrist, maintaining the motorcycle's forward momentum while engaging in a tug-of-war with the Great Demon!

This was a dangerous act that could only be described as suicidal. Unpredictable bombs could appear at any moment within the smoke, the attacks from the blood-red smoke were relentless, and the very presence of Furuidan was the most dangerous poison. Simply holding the same chain as it had almost completely robbed Chu Hengkong of his sense of touch.

However, he could only unleash the power of a point mass 3 at this moment. With his recovery ability greatly suppressed, it was completely impossible for him to survive the chaotic attack! Chu Hengkong's skin began to shred like paper, and Chaos seized this perfect opportunity!
Blood Smoke grew even more delighted, his voice still twitching with pain as he spoke: "Fantastic, My Lord. We've gradually pushed them to the brink of despair..."

“Fool! Those two are both adept at improvisation; they’ll quickly find a weakness in our attack.” But Fridan firmly stopped him, the Great Demon’s experience leading him to the most correct judgment. “While we still have the advantage, put all our chips on the line.”

Blood Smoke thus calmed down temporarily. "Ah, I understand... then let's all attack! It doesn't matter if we get caught up in it!"

Then, the howls of wolves echoed across the sky, and all the remaining living bomb demons were activated simultaneously. The pitch-black vortex transformed completely into a murky rainbow, and madness, fear, sorrow, and many other negative emotions propelled the demons' lives into pure destructive power. The vortex of death thus began to swirl, and the living sacrifices fell with agonizing cries, like a tsunami of despair descending from the heavens!

That was a death manifested in an overwhelming number. Fridan had precisely grasped their weakness; the number of bombs was simply too great. If Fansalal had been present, he could have wiped them all out with Deathwing, but Chu Hengkong's Deathwing could not do so! Suppressed to point 3, they had absolutely no means to deal with this situation.

Time slowed under the intense tension as Chu Hengkong stared at the approaching barrage of bombs. There was only one way: to gamble with the Remnant Heart Resurrection Technique, but that method couldn't protect Vilbert. He could only hold on. He could only rely on his current willpower to persevere to the very end—

“Ah Kong”.

At that moment, Vilbert gripped the hem of his clothes tightly.

"Go all out!"

He gripped the handlebars tightly, propelling the motorcycle forward, channeling all his strength into explosive speed. Violet had said to go all out, and he truly did, leaving no room for self-preservation.

The Dragon Motorcycle, brimming with fiery spirit, surged into the depths of the mist, the tsunami of living sacrifices nearly engulfing that crimson line entirely. Destruction reigned in all directions; every coordinate pointed to death. As the distance closed to its limit, just as the explosion was about to trigger, a bright silver light pierced through the mist from the dragon's head.

"Spatial continuity proof. Coordinates sent successfully. Miss Lighttime!"

"——Chengzhi!"

A long scarf flashed across the field of vision like lightning, and a swift sword fell along the path of light. Velvet had finally calculated the coordinates, and their reinforcements arrived. Qingye stood imposingly, twin blades in hand, behind her another Qingye, a ray of light created from her shadow. The two pairs of swords clashed simultaneously, light and shadow creating a dark sun!
"The Flow of No Thought, the Dark Sun Rises!"

The power of the sword was amplified by the shadow clones. Two dark suns rose, using the time difference to create a pulling force to meet the tsunami of living sacrifices. The weakest demons on the outermost edge were instantly engulfed by the corona, and the explosive power dissipated into the depths of the dark sun due to the thousandfold time difference.

Those two suns forcefully split the ocean tides, opening up a path to hope!
"Don't even think about it!" Blood Smoke shouted. "Avoid the edge of the attack and attack her main body directly!"

The demons, having received their orders, descended onto the road first—the surviving sacrifices of the Madness-level who hadn't been immediately devoured by Mian Sheng. They rammed into Qing Ye with bodies bearing numerous eyes and tentacles, and the explosive bombs of blood smoke struck almost simultaneously. But Qing Ye remained focused on maintaining her swordsmanship; her attention didn't waver in the slightest, for her comrades were right beside her.

"Qingxia!" "Coming!"

Crimson scales rained down, instantly turning any demon touched by them into a fireball. It was a deadly "poison" that burned away life!
Amidst countless sparks of light, Qingxia descended, wielding her spear and unleashing a crimson spiral that swept away the demons' main force with frenzied brute force. The power of the sacrificial bombs struck immediately, yet Qingxia remained unmoved. With the formidable life force of a lustful demon, she disregarded such despicable tactics!

Frydan clicked his tongue loudly: "The scourge left behind by Vansalar... Parriman, impose additional sanctions on these two."

Speaker Parryman's voice followed shortly: "They were not at Mansa Star Castle during the Bramble Festival, so I have no theoretical basis to issue an additional warrant."

"Think of a way yourself, or you can just wait and see your grand plan ruined by this bunch of idiots."

“Then let’s start with the sanctions against heretics,” Parriman said calmly. “The first batch of sanctions will arrive in half a minute, targeting all life forms with heretical characteristics.”

Qingxia twitched her ears: "That's too despicable..."

"Expecting a politician not to be despicable is like expecting you not to cheat," Qingye rolled her eyes. "That's right, Mr. Chu! We'll do our best to buy time, so please keep it up!"

"It helped a lot."

Using the brief moment his teammates bought him, Chu Hengkong quickly created more distance. This distance advantage gave him temporary control. He used the power of the Kanglong Motorcycle to pull the chains, his inner energy flowing along the Chain of Cause and Effect and erupting within his Blood Smoke body, pulling him off Fu Ruidan's back!
"Aaaaah!" Blood Smoke roared, grabbing the chains and trying to retaliate with a burst of smoke. But Chu Hengkong stopped him with a continuous stream of Burning Night energy. Crimson energy flowed along the iron chains, turning Blood Smoke, who was being dragged to the ground, into a burning fireball. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Hengkong sheathed his spear, drew his sword, and unleashed a lightning-fast, unstoppable strike at Blood Smoke!
"I've told you so many times, you don't know how to respect people... Killing a contractor in front of a demon, do you really think the demon will just stand by and do nothing?"

But the blade of the Godslayer was blocked. Furudan extended its giant claws to deflect the attack, sacrificing its own spirit to collect the blood-smoke in its mouth. "Show some respect, Hazama Naruga! Did you only form a contract with me to be looked down upon by the enemy?!"

Blood Smoke regained her composure temporarily. "It's for revenge." "And what else?" "And..."

"And the burning," the Great Demon whispered. "Let this dull world burn in flames. Your past terrorist attacks, your beloved bombs, shattered the false peace veiled by lies. Wasn't it you who sought all of this?"

“Burning…” the bloody smoke repeated. Furudan chuckled. “That’s right, remember your true nature. You did this for…”

Blood Smoke whispered: "Let Chu Hengkong... burn in the flames..."

"Hey."

"I will kill him. Burn his body. Destroy his existence." Blood Smoke roared, "I will kill him! The only reason I am still alive is to kill him!!"

Furuidan shook his head: "Forget it, let's leave it at that. Anyway, you're ready to fight now, aren't you?"

"Use all your strength...kill him!"

Blood Smoke flipped up and sat back on Frudan's back. A fleeting, cynical smile appeared on his face before being completely erased by his frenzied emotions. He sank down, almost half his body merging into Frudan's long fur, leaving only his head and hands visible. Their voices overlapped, weaving a new curse.

"The ever-changing trends reside within me, making it easier to seize opportunities and cut through the future."

"Cursed Armor, Berserker Mist!"

The mist coalesced, transforming into twin blades linked by incantations. Blood Smoke hurled one of the blades, and Chu Hengkong cautiously parried. However, the instant he struck, reality shifted. The observed attack vanished like mist, replaced by a palpable pain within his body.

The wound was on his lower side. The result of the berserker's attack was completely unrelated to its process. The knife was already embedded in his abdomen, and a murky iridescent light emanated from the misty weapon.

He heard hysterical laughter.

"--explode!"

(End of this chapter)