Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

The werewolf's gaze finally settled on the short-haired woman.

The woman was slender, carrying only a dagger, her face etched with fear—she was the easiest target.

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

"Kill one first."

He lunged forward as soon as he finished speaking.

Seven meters is a distance that would take an ordinary person several steps to run, but for a werewolf it's just one step.

He propelled himself forward with the force of his legs, shooting out like a cannonball, leaving only a blur in his wake.

The short-haired woman didn't have time to react.

She only saw a blur before a dark shadow appeared in front of her, followed by a sharp pain in her chest.

The furry claw had pierced her chest.

"ah--!"

The screams were short and piercing, echoing throughout the arena.

The short-haired woman looked down at the bloody claw on her chest, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but only a mouthful of blood gushed out and flowed down the corner of her mouth.

The werewolf pulled out its claws.

The short-haired woman fell straight to the ground like a wooden stake, twitched twice, and then remained still.

Six and a half meters.

The werewolf shook the blood off its claws and turned to look at the lean man.

The lean man was deathly pale, his hand gripping the steel bar trembled violently, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

He knew he couldn't escape; the arena was only so big, and it was shrinking.

But he didn't even have the courage to run anymore; his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't take a step.

"No, don't come any closer..."

His voice trembled as he raised the steel bar, but he couldn't even aim it at the werewolf; the bar swayed wildly in the air.

The werewolf walked towards him step by step, blood still dripping from its claws.

"Weren't you being quite arrogant just now?"

The werewolf laughed, his voice hoarse.

"They're really enjoying their insults."

"Damn! Fishing! Why aren't you cursing now?"

The lean man retreated, one step, two steps, until his back slammed into the receding wall, cold and hard, with nowhere to go.

"I... I can give you all the stars—"

He begged for mercy incoherently.

"I have forty-six—I'll give them all to you—I'll give them all to you—let me go—"

The werewolf walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Kill you, and the stars will be mine too."

The claw slammed down.

"Bang!"

The lean man's head slammed into the wall, sending him flying. He rolled twice on the ground before sliding to the corner and remaining motionless.

The steel bar fell to the ground with a thud.

six meters.

The werewolf shook the blood off its claws, turned around, and looked at Su Ye.

The young man stood still the whole time, without moving an inch.

Even his facial expression remained unchanged, as calm as if he were watching an insignificant performance.

The werewolf tilted his head, somewhat surprised.

"You're quite calm."

He grinned, revealing bloodied fangs.

"Are you paralyzed with fear? Or too scared to move?"

Su Ye remained silent.

Five and a half meters.

The werewolf strode towards him, sizing him up as he went.

"Or do you think you can beat me?"

He scoffed.

"Look at you, so delicate and tender, you don't even have a weapon."

At least those two had a steel bar and a knife; how are you supposed to fight them empty-handed?

Su Ye remained silent.

five meters.

The werewolf walked up to him, raised its paw, and aimed it at his neck.

"Stop pretending. You'll end up just like them—"

The moment the claws swung down, Su Ye moved.

No, it wasn't the whole person who moved; something inside his body moved.

Several black tentacles burst forth from his back, arms, and waist, like venomous snakes that had been lurking for a long time suddenly launching an attack.

The tentacles were black and shiny, with a dark red sheen on their surface. They moved with lightning speed and instantly wrapped around the werewolf's limbs.

The werewolf was stunned.

He looked down at the black tentacles wrapped around his wrists, ankles, and waist, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"you--"

He struggled desperately, but the tentacles were like iron clamps, completely immovable. He used all his strength, flailing his claws wildly in the air, but he couldn't break free at all.

One of the tentacles rose up, its tip sharp as a spear, aimed at his chest.

"The same to you……"

The werewolf's voice changed, now filled with terror.

"You were corrupted too?!"

Tentacles pierced in.

"puff--"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

The werewolf's body trembled violently, its eyes widened, and it made a hissing sound.

He felt his strength rapidly draining away, his flesh and blood withering, and his life fading away.

Absorption begins.

The werewolf's body shriveled up at a visible rate; his skin lost its elasticity, became wrinkled, and then cracked; clumps of grayish-brown fur fell out; his muscles atrophied, and his bones became prominent; the whole man resembled a withered tree that had been drained of its moisture.

Flesh and blood turned to ash, falling softly.

Four and a half meters.

three seconds.

A pile of ashes lay scattered on the ground.

"You can't even see through my true nature, you're not even as good as that Zhou Lie, yet you dare to be so arrogant, really..."

Su Ye shook his head, retracted his tentacles, shook off the remaining ashes, and glanced at the two corpses on the ground: a short-haired woman and a lean man.

There are two players left on the field.

Su Ye and Wu Feng.

The contraction has stopped.

The wall remained still for a second, then began to move in the opposite direction, returning to its original position.

Four and a half meters, five meters, six meters, seven meters, eight meters, nine meters, ten meters.

ten meters.

The space suddenly opened up.

At the same time, a stream of light gradually flew into his wrist; it was a star.

Werewolf has 123 stars.

A lean man gets 46 stars.

Short-haired women are rated 39 stars.

The lean man and the short-haired woman first merged into the werewolf's wrist, and then returned to his place.

Two hundred and forty-nine jumped to four hundred and fifty-seven.

He didn't look at it for long and turned to walk towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng lay on the ground a few meters away, in the spot where he had been pushed over by the wall during the contraction.

He had originally fainted in the corner, but after the five of them merged, the wall began to shrink, and he was pushed towards the center until the shrinkage stopped.

Su Ye squatted down and carefully examined his injuries.

He had many wounds, but most of them were superficial. They looked scary, but they weren't deep.

The most serious injury was a dislocated left arm, and the blow to the head was also quite severe, causing it to swell up considerably.

However, his breathing was stable, his pupils were functioning normally, and he was not in any life-threatening danger.

Su Ye thought for a moment, then reached out and picked Wu Feng up from the ground, placing him in the very center of the arena.

He sat cross-legged beside him, keeping watch, to prevent any problems from arising later.

After the next round of merging, if the number of people exceeds two again, the wall will begin to shrink.

If Wu Feng is still on the side, the shrinking wall will push him directly towards the middle, and may even injure him.

If placed in the middle, no matter how much it shrinks, there will be space around it, and it won't be directly hit by the wall.

After settling Wu Feng in, Su Ye looked up at the illusory figure on the dome.

In the enormous scene, life-or-death battles are taking place in various arenas.

Some people screamed and fell to the ground, some fled frantically, and some stood panting, covered in blood.

His gaze swept quickly across the squares, searching for a familiar figure.

Li Xiaowei should have already met up with Old Zhao.

With her current number of stars, she has enough to support the two of them taking turns being immune for several rounds.

Chen Shou went to find Lin Wei. Given Chen Shou's experience and caution, there shouldn't be any major problems.

We've found Wu Feng, now all we're missing is Wang Kui.

Wang Kui is a good fighter, but he's simple-minded and easily fooled.

Moreover, he was alone, without any teammates to cooperate with. If he encountered an Awakener who had been corrupted by something strange, his ordinary body simply couldn't withstand it.

We must get Wu Feng to go find him as soon as possible.

Su Ye withdrew her gaze and looked at Wu Feng beside her.