Madam, I like you.

　Gang Jian chopped the spear but his own blade shattered, and Tatsumi always narrowly avoided the spear's piercing attack. Their figures intertwined, and the two attacked and defended again and again.

　"So fast! And so powerful too! Such an opponent is really interesting!"

　Tatsumi whispered excitedly, and ripples of thunder surrounded Tatsumi's body, activating cells, strengthening physical fitness, and turning Tatsumi's body into a combat machine. The sword in his hand shattered due to the huge power and rough use of the holder, and the steel sword body gradually bent.

　The ripples are adapting to the battle, which is like pouring water into an empty bottle. The bottle will eventually be filled with battle experience. The ripple energy transforms Tatsumi's body muscles to increase his strength and speed, and the muscle tissue structure changes, making it more adaptable to powerful impacts.

　Tatsumi really enjoyed the changes in his body. His battle and body were evolving with every second.

　boom!

　The armor on Brand's chest flew with sparks, and the immense force of the impact was transmitted to the flesh beneath the armor. It was as if someone had hit him hard with a sledgehammer, making it difficult to breathe.

　"What's going on! This kid!"

　Brand in the armor was secretly horrified. He originally had confidence in victory. The imperial weapon [Evil Ghost Haunting - Operation Armor] was made of the dragon "Tyrande". Ordinary people would be in danger of their lives if they put it on, let alone unleashing the power of the armor.

　[Evil Ghost Haunted - Armor Operation] places high demands on the user's physical fitness, and correspondingly gives extremely high rewards. Its defense is the highest among all imperial equipment, and it will evolve as the user's abilities evolve, strengthening the armor's capabilities against different enemies.

　In the previous battle with Tatsumi, [Devil Haunted - Operation Armor] had fully adapted to Tatsumi's attacks, enhancing its defense, agility, and strength. However, in this battle, Tatsumi was still suppressing him.

　Was it the Imperial Tool's power that was wrong? No, Brand did feel that his physical fitness had made a qualitative leap.

　The one who changed was Tatsumi, a mere human who evolved at a speed that surpassed the extremely dangerous dragon-like species "Tyrande".

　-

　"Come on, your prey is right here, don't you want to come over?" Lubbock's body was hanging in the air with his arms outstretched, and he looked down on the gluttonous beast with a smile that deserved a beating. Silver threads as thin as thread formed a barrier around him.

　This is the nest of the Imperial Gear [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail]. Once you step into this area, even Brand, the most powerful of the Night Raid Organization, will be unable to escape.

　The "Boundary Thread" cannot cut through Brand's armor, but it can directly bind his limbs and make him unable to move. There is no power in this world that can tear the "Boundary Thread" apart.

　The gluttonous beast was blocked and wandered outside the barrier. The dozen or so eyes on its ferocious head moved back and forth, but it could not find a good way to break in.

　"You're clearly a wild beast, so just play the part of a beast and fall into the hunter's trap." Lubbock snorted, extending his right hand towards the glutton and jokingly said, "If you don't come in, I'll attack you."

　Lubbock clenched his fingers, revealing dozens of silver threads. Pushing, pulling, and tugging, three strange movements transformed the nest woven by [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail].

　"Nest expansion. Because my 'Boundary Lines' are limited in length, expanding the nest requires reducing the density of 'Boundary Lines' within a given space. If it were a smaller creature, it would likely become a trap riddled with holes. Your size is a real help."

　The "Boundary Line" encircles the body of the Gluttonous Beast, passing through the gaps between its limbs and lying across its neck. All its movement space is blocked. Taking a step forward will trigger the nest trap woven by the "Boundary Line", causing the entire nest to shrink towards the position of the Gluttonous Beast, until its huge body is minced into meat sauce.

　The scarlet eyes of the gluttonous beast emitted a faint and strange light. The reason why it did not attack Lubbock was that it was afraid of the nest. With its huge body, it was indeed impossible to pass through there.

　On the other hand, Mo Yankong did not allow it to kill the members of the Night Raid. To be on the safe side, it did not rashly expose its abilities.

　The current situation did not leave it any room to hold back. Through the feedback from the Dead River, it received instructions from Mo Yankong allowing it to inflict fatal injuries on the human in front of it.

　The Glutton faced Lubbock, opening his mouth in a very human smile, full of mockery.

　Lubbock was still weaving his own nest. Seeing the Glutton's smile, he felt something was wrong. "What are you trying to do? A humane smile on a dog is disgusting."

　The beast of gluttony opened its mouth towards Lubbock and then quickly closed it.

　"Kacha——"

　The Imperial Tool [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail] is woven

　The silk screen broke into pieces, the storm surged, and Lubbock's right hand that controlled the imperial weapon disappeared together. All the matter in a straight line was cut off by space and swallowed into the stomach of the suit.

　"?" Lubbock's expression was stiff. He lowered his head to look at his abnormal right hand. Blood gushed out from the broken arm and spilled onto the broken silver threads on the ground.

　"Ahhh!"

　Lubbock finally came to his senses and collapsed to the ground, holding his broken arm and shouting in pain: "My hand!"

　"My Imperial Tool [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail]!"

　The Gluttonous Beast's ability is equivalent to slicing through space. It's a true "boundary severance," and only by observing its attack intent can it be avoided. For those unaware of the Gluttonous Beast's abilities, this attack is virtually unstoppable.

　Chapter 175: A draw and a defeat

　"The screams... From the sound, it should be Lubbock. Was he killed so quickly... No. If he was killed, the screams would be too long, just as annoying as his personality." Main, wearing a pink Gothic long skirt, quickly shuttled through the forest, holding a gun-type imperial weapon and keeping alert to the surroundings at all times.

　Although she is petite, she is surprisingly fast while holding an anti-material sniper rifle that is as tall as her.

　In the darkness of the woods behind her, shadows surged and rustled, like countless reptiles crawling together, and a terrifying abyss opened its mouth to swallow everything.

　The smile on Marin's face grew crazier. "Don't die, Lubbock. I'm sorry I can't help you right now because I can't save myself."

　boom!

　The petite girl jumped into the air, turned around, and fired a shot into the darkness behind her, using the recoil of the gun to retreat backwards.

　A fire bloomed in the depths of the forest, and the fleeting light illuminated the surroundings. The shadows were forced to retreat, and the arrogant beast pursued Marin relentlessly. Hundreds of shadow blades shuttled back and forth. Wherever the arrogant beast passed, tree trunks, leaves, earth, insects, birds and animals were all cut off, and the cuts were extremely smooth.

　boom! boom! boom!

　Pulling the trigger again and again, scaring away the shadows in the forest, the girl's physical fatigue was gradually covered by mental lethargy.

　"No, it's not the time yet. If I die here, Akagi, Brand and the others will have no chance of winning!" Main bit her tongue, using the severe pain to stimulate her consciousness and stay awake. She knew that this was a losing battle. Any of her attack methods would be ineffective against the shadow monster in front of her. Only the fire from the gun could eliminate those shadows.

　The pressure of life and death has put Marin's mind in an extremely unstable state, which is a good thing in a sense. The more unstable her mind is, the more powerful the imperial weapon [Romantic Turret - Pumpkin] will be. It remains to be seen whether the Beast of Pride will be tired first, or whether Marin's spirit will be squeezed out and turn her into an idiot or a vegetable.

　Or perhaps the companions who made the night raid defeated the enemy and came to support.

　-

　In the center of the courtyard, Sayu was fighting with Akame, the ace of Night Raid.

　Sayu chose an opponent that was most unfavorable to her.

　Like Tatsumi, Sau lacks experience fighting humans. Furthermore, even before her transformation, she was already much weaker than Tatsumi.

　The opponent is an elite who has killed countless powerful enemies and has been trained in the empire's killing techniques since childhood.

　If all these can be offset by the advantages of physical fitness, the imperial weapon [One-shot Kill - Murasame] is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

　shhhhh--

　Shayou narrowly dodged Akado's swift slash, her body retreating repeatedly. Her snow-white right arm was covered in a layer of black cursed poison, like a tadpole clinging to it. Although the cursed poison was eroding very slowly, it was definitely affecting her body.

　"It's a bit late to force out the poison now. My right arm is just a little numb, but it won't affect me for now."

　Mo Yankong transformed Shayou's body into a level similar to that of a Pillar Master who is not afraid of sunlight. Under normal circumstances, she is not afraid of physical attacks and is theoretically immune to any biological virus.

　However, the curse poison is a deadly weapon evolved by super-dangerous species to kill other super-dangerous species. The body of the Pillar Man cannot produce antibodies to the curse poison in a short period of time.

　This puts Sayou in the worst possible situation. Once the curse poison consumes her entire body, if her body cells don't have a unified command, they will be consumed by the curse poison before they can produce antibodies, leading to her true death.

　Swah——

　Another knife scraped across Shayou's face, leaving a small scratch. Before the curse poison invaded, ripples echoed at the wound, forcing the invading curse poison out of the body.

　In the moment when Sayou was distracted and forced out the poison, Akame followed like a shadow, not giving Sayou any room to breathe, and swung the demon sword Murasame several times from unimaginable directions.

　Chi Tong is very fast, and her sword is even more concise and swift.

　"Why! Why do I have an absolute advantage in strength and speed, but I am always suppressed by her!" Sayou hurriedly retreated to the corner.

　"She's very fast, strong, and according to Leone, she's immortal. If we hadn't gone to Murasame, we wouldn't have been able to do anything to her." Akahime still had the leeway to assess Sayu's strength. She was an elite member of the former imperial assassination force and had been trained as a killer since she was a child.

　When it comes to killing, no one is better than her. In battle, she can predict every movement of the opponent's body and quickly find the most efficient way to kill the enemy.

　In her imagination, Saya had died five times, and it was only because of Saya's unusual physique that she escaped disaster.

　Chi Tong continues to press

　Finally, he found an opportunity to make Sayou have no way out.

　"Bury."

　Akado said expressionlessly, swinging the knife towards Sayu's neck, but she blocked it with her left hand.

　Shayou reacted quickly as well. Before the curse from the wound could invade her body, she chose to cut off her left hand. Her right hand became a knife and cut off her left hand. Ripples flickered at the broken end, stopping the bleeding. The flesh and nerve tissue squirmed, trying to restore her severed left hand.

　Akame is the taciturn type, and Sayou is even more disdainful of talking to her. The two of them can't stand each other and will fight as soon as they disagree.

　Not far away, Leone, who had watched the entire battle, struggled to hold herself up. Seeing Akame's imminent victory, she smiled with relief. "It worked! Since that girl was forced to cut off her own hand, the curse of the demon sword Murasame will work on her body. The outcome is already decided."

　Akame is Night Raid's most accomplished assassin, while his opponent is merely a brat relying on his immortality. Since Sayu's immortality is restrained by the demon sword Murasame, it's only a matter of time before Akame decapitates her.

　Suddenly, Leone's beastly intuition sensed something, and he looked towards the second floor of the manor building with a stiff face. In front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window, there was a figure sitting.

　The night was dark, and I could only see a vague outline and... a pair of strange blood-red eyes.

　The moment their eyes met, Leone's body stiffened, or rather, her body simply stopped responding. Using the Imperial Gear [King of Beasts - Lion King], she could transform her body into a half-beast, inheriting the animal's physical qualities, abilities, and keen sense of danger. The animal's instincts made it impossible for her to even breathe when facing those eyes.

　What? Who is that!? What happened!?

　She couldn't describe the pair of strange blood-red eyes. When she was stared at, an invisible force sealed her body. Every hair and every cell in her body was screaming and venting fear.

　"Run away!"

　"You're just his food!"

　"He's a predator!"

　"Invincible!"

　No, I don't even have the courage to run away.

　"That kind of monster! That kind of monster..."

　She trembled, clasped her hands together, and murmured softly, suddenly realizing who the teacher Tatsumi was talking about, and who the master that the undead monster was talking about was.

　Chapter 176 Appearance

　"ended."

　"Boring, just as boring as expected." Mo Yankong snorted contemptuously. This was the natural result, because in this battle, Mo Yankong ordered the Dead River Apostles and Shayou not to kill the Night Raid members.

　What Mo Yankong wanted to see was what kind of miracles would be created by the desire for survival of living creatures, especially intelligent creatures, when faced with the crisis of death.

　In the battle between Akahime and Sayu, if Sayu could let go and fight, it is hard to say who will win.

　The battle between the two Dead River Apostles was almost a crushing victory. Lubbock's arm was broken, and Main was like a carp jumping onto the shore, unable to jump for long.

　As for Tatsumi and Brand, the final winner will undoubtedly be Tatsumi, but the price of victory will inevitably be terrible.

　In the quiet and dark corridor, Hill's body was nailed to the wall by the giant blade, blood was flowing out, her face was very pale, and she became very weak due to excessive blood loss. The bright red blood dripped along the half of the scissors and onto the high-heeled glass below, which was about to overflow.

　Mo Yankong picked up the goblet filled with blood, drank it all in one gulp, let out a satisfied sigh, stood up from his seat, walked out of the broken window, walked vertically down the wall and entered the battlefield.

　In the nest torn apart by the gluttonous beast, Lubbock, who felt an unusual breath, held his severed hand and watched Mo Yankong walking towards him. The unusual breath gave him goose bumps on his skin, and he even temporarily forgot the severe pain of his severed hand.

　"Who is it this time?"

　Lubbock was covered in cold sweat and stared at Mo Yankong who was approaching step by step with a wry smile. The dull sound of his footsteps was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. With every step Mo Yankong took closer, the Grim Reaper's scythe hanging around his neck got closer.

　Lubbock stared at Mo Yankong until he saw the person clearly and was shocked.

　"Well--"

　Lubbock spat it out, his stomach twisting in agony from the sheer terror.

　"I'm clearly prepared to die... why, why do I still feel fear when I see him! Is his existence more terrifying than death?" Lubbock raised his head with difficulty and saw a huge shadow wolf not far away blending into the shadow on the ground, flowing like water towards the shadow behind Mo Yankong.

　Weird and scary.

　Mo Yankong walked up to Lubbock, who was lying on the ground, and chuckled disdainfully, "It's just a broken arm, and yet you're wailing like an animal. How boring."

　Lubbock's body was trembling slightly, and he couldn't utter a word. Something was stuck in his throat, and his consciousness, overwhelmed by fear, couldn't organize clear logical thinking.

　"never mind."

　Mo Yankong squatted down, grabbed Lubbock's neck and lifted his body up, his fingers slightly inserted into his neck, and the cells belonging to the perfect creature invaded this body.

　The muscles in Lubbock's severed hand squirmed, and Mo Yankong's body cells helped him repair his severed hand.

　"Oh?"

　Mo Yankong raised his eyebrows in surprise, not because of Lubbock, but because the outcome of the battle had already been decided on Sayou's side. The demon sword Murasame pierced Sayou's shoulder, and the curse poison corroded Sayou's body, making her completely unable to move.

　Shayou, who was lying on the ground, looked at Mo Yankong's figure in the distance and said weakly to herself: "Master, I'm sorry."

　Akame had no time to cut off Sayou's

　Neck, holding the samurai sword, he rushed towards Mo Yankong.

　"Let him go!"

　Swish!

　The demon sword Murasame pierced Mo Yankong's neck from behind, but not even blood flowed out of the wound.