Don't mess with that necromancer; his summoned creatures level up on their own!

A soft white light shone from beside Song Xiaohe, transforming into a semi-transparent cocoon that enveloped her entirely—the soul protection had taken effect.

She maintained her blocking stance, the luminous shield beside her still hovering, the black patterns on the shield's surface had faded.

She was eliminated.

far away.

A follower quickly ran to Su Youran's side, bent down and lowered his voice.

"Miss Su, someone was just eliminated over there."

Su Youran was looking at the gathering points marked on the map. Upon hearing this, she didn't even look up and spoke indifferently.

"So what if he's eliminated? He's just one person."

The follower hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice even further.

"You know that person who was eliminated."

Su Youran turned her head sharply, a glint in her eyes, and raised her voice by an octave.

"Could it be Lu Zhixing?"

The henchman shook his head.

"no."

Su Youran's expression instantly returned to its indifferent "it doesn't matter" look.

"That's alright then. What did you say, Lu Zhixing?"

The henchman's voice lowered even further.

"It's Song Xiaohe."

Su Youran's expression froze instantly.

Her voice carried an air of disbelief.

"...Xiao He?"

She reached out and grabbed her follower's collar.

"Why didn't you tell me beforehand? Was she injured?"

Her follower was startled.

"Both Spirit and Soul Protection have been triggered, so my health bar is definitely at zero... Getting injured is inevitable..."

Su Youran punched him on the shoulder, her voice filled with an anxiety she had never shown in front of her followers.

"Next time something like this happens, be sure to report it to me beforehand!"

The follower nodded quickly.

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely do it next time!"

Su Youran turned and ran in the direction her follower pointed.

The follower hesitated for a moment before quickly following, his mind racing.

Why is Miss Su in such a hurry?

She and Song Xiaohe didn't have much interaction, did they?

Moreover, Song Xiaohe is Lu Zhixing's sister... Logically speaking, shouldn't they be enemies?

strangeness.

When Su Youran arrived, the first thing she saw was that Song Xiaohe was covered in blood, and there was a long gash on her arm where the blood had already congealed.

She knelt on the ground, and the moment she saw Su Youran running towards her,

She was clearly taken aback for a moment, then blinked.

Su Youran squatted down in front of her and softened her voice.

"Are you alright? Does it hurt?"

Song Xiaohe shook her head, her voice slightly weak.

"fine."

Su Youran glanced at the wounds on her body.

Do you have any healing potions?

Song Xiaohe kept her head down, her voice broken and intermittent.

"No... I can't afford it..."

Ok?

Can't afford it?

Su Youran angrily pulled out a bottle of medicine and shoved it into her hand.

"Lu Zhixing actually treated you like this. He didn't even give you pocket money, let alone money to buy medicine. Come to my house after you leave. If he won't give you money, I will."

Song Xiaohe held the bottle of medicine and looked at Su Youran's face.

Her mind was racing through all the romance novels she had read—

The fake heiress appears out of nowhere, offering a helping hand to the real heiress when she's at her lowest point, saying, "I'll protect you from now on."

Is this what they call being kept as a sugar daddy/sugar baby?

But what kind of girl is a sugar daddy/sugar baby?

The novels she read were all about men and men...

Damn it, looks like I'll have to catch up on yuri stuff when I get back.

Su Youran reached out and patted her head.

"It's okay, I'll teach your bad brother a lesson later."

Song Xiaohe immediately panicked, her voice filled with urgency.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, Su Youran felt both angry and heartbroken.

How infuriating! Lu Zhixing treated her like this, and she still defended him like this.

She cursed inwardly: Lu Zhixing, you have no heart.

She was about to say something more when she caught a glimpse of someone to the side—

Seven or eight people were crouching in the grass not far away, covering their naked bodies.

Some people used blades of grass to cover their private parts, some lowered their heads, and some buried their faces in their knees.

Su Youran's voice instantly rose eight octaves.

"What are you doing? Aren't you dressed? Aren't there any girls here who haven't you seen?"

The group of people looked up, their voices filled with grievance and helplessness.

"Miss Su...we'd like to wear them too, but we've run out of clothes."

Su Youran took a deep breath and turned to look at her follower.

"What's your name again?"

The follower was taken aback.

"...Zhao Dazhu."

Su Youran pointed to the people in the bushes.

"Go! Seal their mouths! Don't let me see them again!"

Zhao Dazhu nodded quickly and walked towards the group of people in the bushes.

Su Youran turned back to look at Song Xiaohe, her tone softening.

"Let's get treatment first."

Song Xiaohe held the bottle of medicine and nodded.

Deep in the misty wasteland, at the edge of the black mud swamp.

The fog was thicker than the surrounding area, giving it an eerie gray-black hue, and the ground beneath our feet was soft and damp.

Lu Zhixing stepped onto the soft ground, frowned, lifted his foot to look at the black mud covering the sole of his shoe, and then put it down again.

He gave the instruction in his mind.

"Little Blood, try building a blood wall."

Although the little vampire felt a little uncomfortable, he responded immediately.

"Received! Moving!"

The ground trembled slightly, and a wet, dark red wall of blood barely rose from the ground.

It was less than two meters high, like a pile of mud that had been forcibly piled up, and it was even flowing downwards.

Lu Zhixing remained silent for a moment, then stepped forward and pushed the blood wall.

With a slight exertion, the soft wall collapsed instantly, turning into a pool of dark red mud.

The little zombie burst out laughing instantly.

[Hahahaha! This is hilarious! Little Blood, what happened to your blood wall? It looks like poop!]

The little vampire was feeling a bit unwell.

"Well... I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm not feeling well."

Lu Zhixing didn't laugh. He looked at the pile of mud, lost in thought.

really.

The wind system was largely destroyed, and the water vapor in the air compressed the wind element to the point that it could hardly flow.

The blood system has been weakened, and the swampy terrain beneath their feet has made the blood elementals sluggish as well.

Is this Su Youran's source of confidence?

She chose this place to ambush him, and she was right to have calculated that both of his main skills would be weakened.

He stroked his chin, quickly assessing the situation.

Su Youran's side had a large number of people, and they were all humans, not low-intelligence monsters.

Humans have tactics, know how to hold back, and can cooperate, making them much more difficult to deal with than those monsters that only charge forward.

Fortunately, Xiao You still has her trump card: lightning-type attacks are unaffected by terrain.

Surely it can't be that it can't even be struck by lightning?

If that were to happen, Su Youran would probably change the very fabric of the world.

As long as Xiao You's power remains, there's still a chance of victory.

The little vampire grew increasingly anxious.

[“Master, my wall won’t hold up. If they focus their fire… I… I can’t hold them off! Should we hide first?”]

Lu Zhixing did not answer.

He looked down at the slowly flowing black mud at his feet, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

control……

He spoke slowly.

"Little Blood, change your mindset. Don't think about how to make the wall harder."

The little vampire tilted his head.

"Huh? How can you block damage if you don't harden your body?"

"No, offense is the best defense. As long as we can't move them, we can do whatever we want with them."

The little vampire shuddered.

【"Um?"】

Lu Zhixing continued,

"Try to control the wall of blood, make it flow like super glue, so that once it sticks people in place, they can't escape."

The little vampire was stunned.

It was as if a door to a new world was slowly opening in its little head.

It muttered to itself.

"Offense is the best defense... Don't think about how to become rigid... Let's move freely?"

It paused for a moment, then its voice carried an excitement as if it had suddenly figured something out.

"That's right! As long as we control them and then quickly eliminate them! I truly am a genius!"

Lu Zhixing pointed to an open space ahead.

"Give it a try."

The little vampire raised his hand, and the collapsed wall of blood began to writhe—glug...glug...

The blood wall, which resembled mud, seemed to be stirred up and began to slowly rotate, forming a slowly flowing vortex.

A dark red light flowed across the surface of the mud, as if something was surging out from the depths.

In the monitoring and command center, everyone held their breath.

Su Yangwei was initially overjoyed to see the collapsed earthen wall.

But when Lu Zhixing started staring blankly at the ground, and then the soft mud began to writhe like a living thing, the smile on his lips slowly disappeared.

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted slightly, and his voice lowered a few decibels.

"The wall... is moving? This kid, could it be..."