OBS Chapter 53 Sacrificing Innocence
Chapter 53 Sacrificing Innocence
Cui Luoyan shouted loudly, "Gather your troops in one place! Follow me to surround and kill them!"
She knew perfectly well that she couldn't face Lin Zhuo directly and had to rely on her companions to create a numerical advantage. This shout was to summon the four Night Rain Pavilion disciples who were chasing Shu Yuliu and Jin Xiaohu, and also to get Mei Tianli and Lü Jiaojiao to join forces and stop fighting alone.
Shu Yuliu used her agile movements and drumming and dancing to distract the assassins, while Jin Xiaohu took the lead in the attack.
This kitten is cute, but it is ultimately a Qigong master. It doesn't have the soft-hearted and timid weakness of Shu Yuliu. When it starts to use its claws, it is very fierce. It pounces on anyone it sees, and its moves are either aimed at the carotid artery or the eyes.
With a flash of claws, three bloody gashes appeared.
If it weren't for the four assassins' perfect teamwork, their blades flashing like a net, they might have actually been killed by a kitten.
Even though they managed to put Shu Yuliu and Jin Xiaohu at a disadvantage, they were unable to achieve anything significant, and the situation remained deadlocked.
At this moment, Cui Luoyan called out, and the four immediately abandoned their target. Three assassins retreated to join the attack, leaving one behind to cover their retreat, also fighting and retreating at the same time.
Seeing three people rushing straight towards Lin Zhuo, Shu Yuliu immediately panicked, "What should we do? Second Senior Brother is in danger!"
Jin Xiaohu hissed softly, "Then why don't you do something useful! You're useless most of the time, so what's the point of fighting?"
This statement is unfair to Shu Yuliu. Her music and dance were incredibly effective at bewitching people. If the four assassins hadn't been keeping their eyes fixed on this fairy, only using their peripheral vision to fight Jin Xiaohu, they probably would have already cut this panting little cat in two.
However, this combination is currently better at roaming and controlling than at direct attacks. Moreover, in battles of similar strength, it is very difficult to stop one side from leaving if they want to.
Just as Shu Yuliu was frantic with worry, a thunderous palm strike rang out not far away, and Lin Zhuo killed another person. He didn't turn around, but shouted loudly, "Junior sister, go help Qingde and Tie Yingjie. These bastards are just here to seek their own deaths, let them go!"
These words infuriated the Night Rain Pavilion disciples, their faces contorted with anger and fear. They were indeed being looked down upon, but seeing the tragic deaths of their colleagues and witnessing the opponent's slow but powerful palm strikes, which were like an unstoppable torrent, filled them with a chilling fear.
"Don't be afraid, attack with all your might when he strikes." Cui Luoyan had already discovered the pattern.
During the initial stage of the Dragon's Descent into the World, Lin Zhuo was enveloped in surging true energy, making him impervious to external forces. However, once he gathered his inner energy into a palm-sized area, the surging energy of the dragons would no longer protect him. Although his protective techniques were tough, they could still be broken with difficulty.
However, this means that every attack on him would result in the loss of a life.
The three assassins who came to help exchanged glances with the last surviving disciple, their hearts filled with sympathy.
Cui Luoyan watched intently from the side, not daring to approach Lin Zhuo directly, lest he become his target for palm strikes. Wasps always move about before stinging someone.
Lin Zhuo acted as if no one else existed; all he could see was the next person he was going to kill.
The Rain Blade Hall assassin, locked onto by his gaze, truly felt the rust and ice, just as the fear that had appeared on the faces of the hundreds of men, women, and children he had killed before their deaths was now reflected in his eyes.
This is no longer the sense of danger of prey being targeted by the hunter; it has reached the terrifying chill of a pig being pressed onto a board and about to be slaughtered. Death is inevitable, but even a killer who frequently takes lives finds it difficult to remain calm.
Before Lin Zhuo could even unleash his palm technique, the Night Rain Pavilion disciple tasted an extremely bitter, fishy flavor surging from his internal organs. He suddenly realized that his courage had been shattered, that he had been terrified. Thus, the man who had originally intended to fight to the death finally resigned himself to lowering his hands and awaiting his demise.
Boom— He opened his mouth before he died, but his shattered chest could no longer exhale, and in the end, no one knew or cared what he said.
"Now's the time!" Despite their fear, the remaining three assassins still channeled their inner energy and charged towards Lin Zhuo.
The Wasp Lady had already prepared her poisoned darts, which were coated with the even more potent "Five Poisons Begonia Autumn," an incurable poison that would cause internal burning, skin rotting, and flesh decay, inevitably leading to death within moments.
Taking advantage of the moment when her disciple swung his sword and broke through Lin Zhuo's protective aura, she seized the opening and threw the dart with all her might. A line of bright red light pierced the air, accompanied by a howling wind. The poisoned dart landed precisely on the wound that had been cut by the sword aura. The true energy in that area was insufficient to stop the force of the dart.
"Chuuya!" Choi Ra-yeon and the assassins exclaimed in unison.
Clang! — At the critical moment, the poisoned dart struck the head of a gleaming silver hammer and was immediately knocked away.
It is the Roaring Serpent Chain Hammer.
The long snake that had been slithering around Lin Zhuo seemed to be a spirit protecting its master.
With the surge in his total energy, Lin Zhuo was able to wield the chain hammer more easily and freely.
As his inner energy surged, the Serpent Chain Hammer detached from his palm, drifting along the energy flow like a true floating dragon. During this period of weakness, when his old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, this weapon provided additional protection.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the carbon fiber cable was easily cut by the armored warrior's claws. In reality, this material is highly advanced, and its toughness and sturdiness make it a rare divine weapon even in the world of "Cangcheng". The steel blades of the Rain Blade Hall disciples could only leave a few scratches when they slashed at it, and could not cut through it at all.
The stainless steel material of the hammerhead also has excellent performance; if it were used to forge swords, it would be an indestructible weapon.
Thump—thump—the snake hissed softly, as if desperately protecting its master. With it here, it becomes another fortress that instills despair in the enemy.
At this moment, Mei Tianli and Lü Jiaojiao had joined forces. The two cooperated seamlessly. The dwarf used the fat woman's body to block the swords while he focused on attacking from the shadows. Their offensive immediately became dense and brutal.
This was the first time Qingde and Tie Yingjie had joined forces against an enemy, so they were inevitably hesitant and their actions were not as smooth as when they fought alone. They were being pushed to the back foot and suffered repeated injuries, and they still couldn't find a way to break the deadlock.
Shu Yuliu had to join the support; she also had to immediately deal with the slippery Night Rain Pavilion disciple in front of her who was fighting and retreating at the same time.
Given the current situation, no matter how much one fears bloodshed or is afraid to kill, there is no longer any room for hesitation.
Players on the network can choose any development path. Shu Yuliu is a singer and dancer who specializes in the path of the recluse. She could have lived a comfortable life, but since she embarked on the path of pursuing power, she was destined to sully her beautiful artist's hands.
"Cat, leave this person to me, you go and support Tie Yingjie and the others."
"I'll trust you this once." Without the slightest hesitation, Jin Xiaohu darted past the assassin's feet.
The disciples of Night Rain Pavilion didn't dare to participate in the attack on Lin Zhuo at all. They were more interested in continuing to pretend to fight with this girl to buy time. Their eyes darted around furtively, already prepared to make their escape.
Now that the annoying kitten was gone, he immediately chuckled in a low voice, "Little beauty, how about we each take a step back, stop bothering me, just stand still and don't make a move, and I'll spare your life."
Shu Yuliu didn't answer, but muttered softly, "Take it away, treat it like a stone, treat it like wood, smash it, chop it down..."
The internal energy she practices, "The Heavenly Drum Thunder Praise to the Gods," draws upon divine power from beyond the heavens. Its core principle is to cherish life, vitality, dance, and music. As a result, her music and dance are always lively, joyful, and uplifting.
Now she has to convince herself to shift from loving life to taking it away—a subtle but significant change in mindset.
Following Lin Zhuo's advice, Shu Yuliu tried to detach himself from the present situation and regard the enemy as nothing more than weeds and mounds of dirt.
"I can... I, I... all lives that I do not love are not worthy of my remembrance, not worthy of my praise. I will take away your vitality, take away your dance and music. Turn into sand and scatter with the wind!"
Just as the Night Rain Pavilion disciple was about to escape the battle and jump into the Clear Water River to get away, a white-clad figure suddenly appeared before him. He held a pair of drumsticks upside down, the sharp spikes at the ends gleaming coldly, like two shooting stars flying together.
He was startled, only then realizing that the once delicate and gentle beauty now had a face as cold as winter, and her demeanor had changed to one of chilling murderous intent.