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Chapter 52 I tried my best
"Crack!"

A terrifying power emanated from the blood spear, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones cracking. Glock, wielding his Lava Blood Fist, immediately widened his blood-red eyes in shock.

What kind of power is this!?

Immediately afterwards, he healed his injuries as quickly as possible, while skillfully deflecting the blood spears, attempting to rely on his immortality to fight a protracted battle. As long as he didn't die, the bone fracture was not even a minor injury.

But he has skills, doesn't Ye Mingqiu have them?
Long weapon prowess level: 3!
The crimson spear bounced back and forth, tearing through space, like a tiger tearing at its prey, taking a bite of scarlet blood energy from Glock's lava blood fist and incorporating it into the spear itself, emitting an even more dazzling light.

In Glock's terrified pupils, reflected the excited and jubilant look in the eyes beneath the blue face and fangs.

The blood spear thrust repeatedly at incredible speed, raining down attacks on Glock's body. The attacks collided with the blood energy that was frantically protecting his body, constantly tearing at and seizing the power of the blood energy, leaving terrifying wounds on his body. Blood-red fragments, like fireworks, flew everywhere in the blood mist.

[Battle Spirit Value: 35]

"Whoosh!"

A faint whooshing sound rang out, and an S-rank Crimson Hermit dressed in black robes appeared behind Ye Mingqiu. He held a scarlet dagger, which was imbued with blood energy condensed to the extreme, drawing a perfect arc under the moonlight.

At that very moment, the slender S-rank Crimson Hermit, not far away, clasped his hands together, and a huge and terrifying blood-red figure appeared behind him, his crimson eyes fixed on Ye Mingqiu.

[Note: Clovis's use of "Blood God's Gaze" has successfully determined your mental attribute, inflicting a 2-second mental shock effect on you.]

[Note: Your abnormal status resistance assessment has passed; you are immune to this Mental Stun effect.]

Ye Mingqiu dodged the attack, but the S-rank Crimson Hermit in black robes pressed his advantage, gripping his dagger and unleashing a flurry of blows. The dagger, brimming with crimson blood energy, slashed through Ye Mingqiu's armor, leaving a deep bloodstain before quickly retreating.

"what"

The pain came, accompanied by a burning sensation like fire. It was the corrosive effect of the high-concentration blood energy attack, not an active skill effect.

Ye Mingqiu's resistance to abnormal statuses is high enough, so he only feels pain. But if he didn't have enough resistance to abnormal statuses, the consequences would be dire.

He's injured.
It hurts so much
But strangely enough, my senses seemed to become clearer as a result.
Ye Mingqiu suddenly jumped backward.

Immediately afterwards, a dark red tentacle emerged from where he had just been standing and suddenly grabbed at the spot where he had been standing.

If I hadn't dodged just now, I probably would have been grabbed by that dark red tentacle, which would have affected the later battle to some extent.

Just as he was deep in thought, two notification messages suddenly popped up.

[Hint: Yin Shuo used "Empty-Handed Thief" on you; Agility attribute successfully assessed]

[Hint: You've lost a packet of salt]

In the shadows in the distance, Yin Shuo, an S-rank Crimson Hermit who remained in human form, looked at the salt in his hand and fell into deep thought.

He couldn't understand why he had stolen a bag of salt from that guy. Shouldn't he have stolen some equipment? Could it be that there was something wrong with his abilities?
when?
How could I not have noticed at all?

Ye Mingqiu looked shocked, but then he smiled.

Now, his storage space is almost entirely filled with daily necessities, making up a significant portion of it. If the other party could steal salt this time, they could steal bottled water, dried meat, clothes hangers, small whips, and candles next time.
There's plenty of trash, so we don't have to worry about theft!

What can you do if I stand here and let you steal it?

But Ye Mingqiu's smile didn't last long before Glock charged again, wielding his Lava Blood Fist. Along with it came a hail of blood arrows and dark red tentacles spreading from all directions.

"Boom!!" The waterlogged foundation pit, like a shattered mirror, reflected the twisted steel frame and the moonless sky, deathly silent, violently torn apart by a heavy metallic scraping sound.

Ye Mingqiu's figure crashed through a half-collapsed brick wall, sending rubble raining down into the murky water, splashing up large amounts of dirty spray. His blood-stained, dark heavy armor gleamed with a cold, hard luster in the dim light, each movement accompanied by the grating groan of iron rubbing against stone.

Six Level 3 leaders, and they were life-specialized, exceptionally powerful leaders. They were stronger than 50 Level 3 Lord-level psionicists combined.

Clearly at a disadvantage
I could clearly feel the presence of death.
But why am I so happy?

Why am I so excited?
That is why ah?

[Battle Spirit Value: 39]

Just as Ye Mingqiu regained his footing, six crimson figures emerged like ghosts from the shadows of the surrounding ruins, silently encircling him in the empty, desolate place of death in the center.

"Humph~"

Glock wiped the blood from his face. His proud instincts made him want to mock, but when he thought of how he had been overwhelmed by the opponent's power and how he felt when the Blood Spear drained his blood energy while he was locked on by [Rage Pursuit], he silently shut his mouth.

Although I can win in a six-on-one fight, if this guy keeps targeting me and draining my blood energy with his blood spear, I'm afraid I won't fare much better. If too much blood energy is drained and I degenerate into an ordinary Crimson Hermit, then I'm doomed.

First, mute yourself and stop mocking.

The other S-rank Crimson Shadows weren't fools either. They had all felt the aura Ye Mingqiu had unleashed earlier. His raw strength was greater than any of theirs, and he also had the ability to target specific targets. Nobody wanted to be hunted down by this madman.

The air seemed to freeze, with only water droplets dripping from the broken pipe high above, hitting puddles and making a monotonous and agonizing "drip-drip" sound.

"on!"

Glock's burly body slightly bent down, and his fiery blood energy suddenly burst forth. The water beneath his feet instantly hissed and rose into a large cloud of white steam. His fists once again condensed into Lava Blood Fists.

I don't believe he'll attack the warriors first when initiating a team fight.

A decent person would definitely chase after the person in the back row and beat them up.

This is how he thought.

A dull whistling sound rang out as the lava blood fist, trailing a scorching tail of light, hurtled straight at Ye Mingqiu's chest and abdomen like a falling meteorite.

"drink!"

Ye Mingqiu roared, stomped his left foot on the half of the cement pillar behind him, and swung his blood spear horizontally, the tip of the spear carrying a bloody wind as it fiercely met the lava blood fist.

"boom!!"

A dull thud exploded as the crystallized shaft of the Blood Spear collided with the Lava Blood Fist once more, unleashing a violent surge of power that shook the surrounding broken steel bars, causing them to vibrate and hum.

Ye Mingqiu stomped on the concrete, and the power of the Blood Spear burst forth again. The terrifying power and impact forced Glock to keep sliding backward. Its huge, monster-like body was now plowing two deep trenches in the concrete with its feet, and the turbid mud was splashed high into the air.

This monster!

Glock cursed inwardly, then was sent flying by a spear, casting helpless glances at the other S-rank Crimson Hermits.

I tried my best! I tried my best!
(End of this chapter)