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The second round of the same bone spike throw hit, but the opponent's expression didn't change at all, as if he had been touched by a few ordinary bamboo skewers.

In the third round, the human no longer bothered to dodge, letting the bone spikes crash into him. The Bone-Faced General saw that only a few tiny white spots remained on his chest, without even drawing blood.

In the fourth round, the bone spur shattered, but the opponent remained unmoved.

General Boneface's jaw opened slightly, almost uncontrollably.

Then comes the bone fragment sweeping.

The first time, the human named Su Mu was hit in the calf, blood seeped out, and his pace became noticeably off-beat.

But the second time, at the same angle, with the same force, and even at a slightly faster speed, when the bone slicing across the side of the opponent's leg, it was like rubbing a rounded stone against hardwood, producing only a muffled thud.

The third time, the human charged straight at him. Bone fragments shattered. He didn't even flinch.

For the first time during the battle, General Boneface had the illusion that "am I seeing things?"

His close-range claw strike forced the opponent to parry with his spear for the first time, causing the man's hand to go numb and his body to slide back three or four steps.

He thought at the time that a few more of the same attacks would break through that fragile defense.

The second claw strike landed, but the opponent only took half a step back. The third time, the opponent took the blow with his shoulder, didn't even change his posture, and thrust back with his spear.

The Bone-Faced General couldn't dodge the spear, and a crack appeared on his breastplate.

He was stunned.

He was certain that his strength had not been weakened.

His attributes remained unchanged from when the battle began. Although his bone armor had been damaged by the opponent, it did not affect his attack output.

Every strike he made was real, and every hit landed squarely. But the result was like punching cotton, or more accurately, like a ghost trying to physically attack a higher-level ghost.

It felt like... I was the one being restrained.

This realization sent a chill down his spine.

His former prey, the humans who wailed under his control, would struggle desperately, retreat, and collapse every time he attacked them.

With each strike he makes, his opponent gradually adapts to and ignores it, as if his moves are being slowly devoured by some unseen rule.

He began to deliberately disrupt his attack sequence, attempting to break this eerie rhythm with a mix of techniques. He would launch bone spikes followed by exploding bone armor, then use claw strikes to block his retreat, and finally pierce through the ground with bone blades.

But no matter how he changes his moves, those once-effective techniques become nothing more than empty shells after being used twice.

The human even began to show an expression that made him extremely uncomfortable.

It wasn't mockery, nor anger, but a calm that held a critical eye, as if saying, "Go on, let me see how many moves you still have left."

General Bone Face finally couldn't help but ask.

His voice seemed to be squeezed from the depths of his skull, carrying an anxiety he himself hadn't expected: "What exactly are you? Your body is adapting to my attack..."

Su Mu did not answer.

But General Boneface saw his eyes gleam for a fleeting moment in the darkness, like the barely perceptible yet deadly smile of a hunter hearing his prey finally begin to show its weakness.

For a moment, General Boneface was somewhat dazed.

He lived for many years.

From the moment he first awoke in the ghostly mist, to being recruited by the Ghost King, to his gradual rise to the rank of Ghost General, he had seen all sorts of humans: the weak, the strong, the mad, the cowardly.

But no one has ever given him this disorienting feeling of "who exactly is the ghost?"

His attacks became increasingly ineffective against his opponent, while the opponent's counterattacks became more and more precise and powerful.

The sounds of the spear tips piercing the cracks in his bone armor grew deeper with each strike, as if something was disintegrating his body, made up of countless piled-up bones, from within.

For the first time, he realized that if the fight continued like this, he might really die here.

He died at the hands of a human. He died at the hands of a human he had previously considered a waste of time to even glance at.

........

at the same time.

At the edge of Peach Blossom Village, the pale pink light gate appeared as General Boneface felt a sense of fear.

Lin Yuwei appeared at the doorway, her steps halting the instant she stepped out of the portal.

She was originally participating in the resistance in the regular area of ​​Ash City. After seeing the notification that the guild territory was under attack, she quickly left the front line. But the first thing she saw when she stepped into Peach Blossom Village was the tri-colored light and gray-white outline that were constantly colliding.

She stopped at the edge of the portal, for the aftershocks of the battle continued to reverberate throughout the territory...

The flying rubble and vine fragments swept past her and her sides, landing on the ground a few meters away, only to be thrown up again by the shockwaves of the next impact.

She could feel the continuous tremors transmitted from the ground, as if something was constantly striking the underground structure of this area.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiaohe also walked out of the portal.

She paused slightly as she stepped through the door, then her eyes narrowed the moment she saw the scene.

It was an unusual change in expression, but she neither moved forward nor backward. She simply stopped beside the portal and stood there quietly, watching the area where the collisions were continuing.

The two stopped at the edge of their territory, gazing at the area where the collision was taking place at high speed, without saying a word.

Lin Yuwei quickly assessed the energy level of the grayish-white outline in her mind and found that it was several orders of magnitude higher than any ghost she had ever encountered before.

Meanwhile, Su Mu was directly confronting that thing, maintaining a pace that didn't allow him to fall behind...

After the battle had been going on for some time, the Bone-Faced General's rhythm shifted subtly.

He began to use ranged attacks more often to maintain distance between them. The grayish-white liquid seeping from the cracks in the ground quickly solidified into spears and spikes under his control, which he then projected towards Su Mu from a distance. His melee attack frequency decreased, and the distance he created with each attack gradually increased, as if preparing for some kind of turn.

At that moment, Su Mu made a judgment... He was looking for a way out; he was going to run.

This assessment did not surprise him, because he could sense that the opponent's actual strength was indeed stronger than his own, and even still held an advantage in some aspects, but his own defensive advantage was too great.

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