The Labyrinth of the Monsters-Chapter 71 – Massacre
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"Qing... Ling..."
Wu Dahai was stunned. The goddess he had longed for and dreamt of was gone just like that.
It was all his fault. If he had been decisive enough and immediately activated Thunderbolt after Qing Ling's Tang Blade pierced the man in black, he could have killed him, even though Qing Ling would have been seriously injured. But he didn't do it. On one hand, he believed that victory was already in his grasp, and on the other hand, he couldn't bear to harm Qing Ling.
But the enemy didn't hesitate to kill her.
How could he bring himself to harm such a beautiful girl? He didn't even blink his eyes!
Wu Dahai was only stunned for a second, but that second of hesitation was enough for the man in black to take action.
In the moment when Wu Dahai wanted to regain control of Thunderbolt, the man in black swiftly threw the dagger in his hand.
Wu Dahai was forced to interrupt his attack and dodge to the side.
As a "mage," Wu Dahai's movements could be considered fast, but he was facing a professional killer. By the time he regained his footing, the man in black was already approaching.
The man in black's left shoulder still had the Tang Blade stuck in it, with a gash of at least ten centimeters, and his entire arm was in a state of imminent fracture. Blood was gushing out violently due to his high-speed running.
It was not an exaggeration to say that he looked like a mad zombie... no, to be precise, it reminded Wu Dahai of the "Rampaging First Generation Mecha" from his favorite anime.
What was even more incredible was that despite his obvious injuries, the man in black's speed and movements were even faster than before!
In the instant the man in black approached Wu Dahai, he mercilessly pulled out the Tang Blade from his left shoulder.
Wu Dahai had just managed to adjust the palms of his hands when he felt a sharp pain in his right thigh! Without even looking down, he knew that the Tang Blade thrown by the man in black had pierced his right femoral artery.
Wu Dahai endured the pain and continued to exert force. "Thunder—"
But he was still half a second too slow.
The man in black delivered a powerful right hook, shattering Wu Dahai's jawbone. Wu Dahai flew out in a parabolic trajectory and crashed into a two-meter-high figurine cabinet with a loud "bang."
Wu Dahai lay unconscious amidst the figurines and broken glass.
It was hard to believe that from the moment the man in black wanted to kill Gao Yang, to being barely struck by Wu Dahai's Thunderbolt, to killing Qing Ling, and then being killed by Wu Dahai, less than 10 seconds had passed.
The reason the man in black was so clear about this was because he had been silently counting the time during the process of killing, mastering the timing, which allowed him to control the rhythm of the battlefield and the overlooked information.
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Ten seconds.
His heart skipped a beat. If he remembered correctly, the duration of Copy Level 2 was 10 seconds. That cunning kid had obtained White Rabbit's "Jump"... and there was still 1 second of combat power left!
The thought flashed through his mind.
The man in black's lower back was then struck by a powerful impact!
In less than 10 seconds, Gao Yang quickly witnessed Qing Ling and Wu Dahai falling down. He didn't have time to feel anger or sadness. In the last second, Gao Yang seized the brief pause when the man in black was dealing with Wu Dahai, activated Jump, and charged with all his strength, crashing into the man in black.
In the moment of impact, the man in black immediately gave up resisting the force, otherwise his spine would have been broken by the powerful impact. He completely relaxed and followed the force of Gao Yang's collision, flying together for five or six meters.
The two rolled on the ground and wrestled with each other. The man in black no longer had any weapons in his hands, and his left arm was completely useless, having just suffered a collision.
Gao Yang clearly had the advantage. He spread his arms and tightly embraced the man in black.
"Flame!"
Gao Yang activated Flame, and the flames, with a temperature of 580 degrees Celsius, ignited fiercely from the man in black's back and spread throughout his body.
Gao Yang knew that he would also be affected by the flames, but he had a certain resistance to fire. He would not be burned to death before burning the man in black to death.
It was well known that the pain from being burned was extremely intense. When a normal person was burned, they would feel unbearable pain, which would forcibly dispel all rationality and dissolve all attention, making it impossible for the opponent to make timely and effective counterattacks, and they could only die in the constantly accumulating pain.
But the man in black seemed to have no sensation of pain. The flames burned fiercely on his back, but his movements did not stop because of it.
With his still functioning right hand, he skillfully reached into the flames behind him, completely ignoring the burning pain in his ten fingers, and accurately grabbed Gao Yang's left thumb.
"Crack."
"Ah!" Gao Yang's left thumb was broken, and he shouted in pain. The flames that had burst forth from his left palm disappeared, reducing the flames that could have completely engulfed the man in black by half.
The man in black somersaulted, exerted force from his waist, and skillfully rotated, using an extremely fast acrobatic movement to instantly break free from Gao Yang's other arm.
Gao Yang was still in pain, and when he regained his senses, his right arm was already tightly clamped between the man in black's two thighs.——Damn it!
Gao Yang knew he was in trouble. Half a second later, he heard the crisp sound of his shoulder dislocating.
"Ah!" With a scream, the flame in Gao Yang's right palm disappeared.
The man in black kicked Gao Yang away, rolled on the ground several times to extinguish the flames on his body, then stood up, dragging his bloody, mangled left arm, and walked towards Gao Yang.
Gao Yang curled up on the ground, his right arm dislocated, his left thumb fractured, and his chest kicked. His body was in extreme discomfort, and he had lost his ability to fight.
I can't give up!
Gao Yang closed his eyes.
【Entering the System...】
The man in black didn't give him time, stepped forward, and kicked Gao Yang in the stomach.
Gao Yang's stomach was in turmoil, and he rolled several meters along the ground. His head hit Wu Dahai's desk hard, seeing stars and his consciousness scattering, he could no longer think.
The man in black didn't give him any chance, he stepped on Gao Yang's throat, increasing the pressure. Gao Yang's neck tightened, and he could no longer breathe. He didn't know whether he would die from a broken neck or suffocation first.
Despair.
Only despair.
Why? This man was clearly severely injured, but he showed no signs of pain or fatigue.
Was he a monster? Or immortal?
Was he a Beast? An Awakened Being? Or an enemy of the Zodiac?
He thought that joining the organization would give him a backer, but who knew that he would lose his life on the very same day. How ironic! He suddenly remembered the masks in the secret room, displayed like antiques in a glass cabinet, all kinds of masks...
What were their feelings when they died? Did they regret joining the organization?
"Let go of Brother Gao Yang!" On the verge of losing consciousness, Gao Yang heard a childish yet extremely aggrieved voice. It seemed... to be Adorable Lamb.
