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Chapter 162

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Puff!!

Gui Ling finally couldn't withstand such violent attacks, spitting out a mouthful of old blood that seeped through the black cloth over his face.

Yet, aside from activating his survival skill, he had no other means to curb that frenzied assault.

The two-second stasis ended.

Gui Ling's body vanished from his spot, reappearing dozens of meters high in the air, a hundred meters away.

Supporting his grievously wounded body, he began a difficult chant.

Luo Chenyu paused slightly, then surged forward with unstoppable momentum, causing some spectators to cry out in admiration.

Activate 【Frenzied Slaughter】.

So fast that the hundred-meter distance was covered in just two seconds.

Facing Gui Ling's attack, he didn't dodge or evade—even for an instant—his mind holding only one thought.

Smash him to death!

Besides, he possessed the invincibility of Frenzied Slaughter and the divine protection of the Aurora, rendering all control skills useless against him.

Leaped high into the air.

Boom!!

Another mighty blow to the chest sent the airborne Gui Ling crashing down.

Finally, the single-hit damage exceeded two hundred thousand, finally suppressing that terrifying health regeneration.

"Insane—how many Tier is this guy? His damage reduction is this strong!"

Luo Chenyu shouted "Insane!" even as he relentlessly pursued.

………………

On the other side, He Tian's eyes sharpened the moment he saw Gui Wu flying backward.

His body instantly vanished from where he stood.

He activated Void Ambush again, intercepting Gui Wu midair.

Ssssh!

The black dagger pierced through the gray shield, slicing straight across the throat!

But this was only the beginning.

The burst damage of a Gao Jie assassin class was no less than that of a mage.

Even though the opponent was a Death Knight, once caught in a control window, a well-timed combo made survival nearly impossible.

Before Gui Wu even hit the ground, his health had already been slashed in half by millions.

At this moment.

An Chen also joined the encirclement.

His battle-axe seemed infused with some special power; despite being only Tier 6, he dealt considerable damage.

"Old An, did you take Viagra? You're going berserk!"

He Tian, sensing the intensity of An Chen's attacks, let out an exclamation of awe.

An Chen slammed down his "Splitting Mount Hua" strike onto Gui Wu's armor, sparks flying everywhere, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.

"Mind your own business!"

Combined assault—damage maximized.

Gui Wu remained controlled, unable to resist; when his health dropped below ten percent.

He Tian's eyes turned icy.

He softly uttered two words: "Dark·Absolute!"

The dagger swept across Gui Wu's neck; strange energy surged in, instantly draining all his health.

Execution damage!

Ignored the health-lock skill, forcibly ending him.

This was the assassin's greatest ability—the one that made countless players who loved to "tank low health" tremble in fear.

And He Tian's ability was far stronger than that of a normal assassin.

The effect was immediate.

Gui Wu, dead!

"No!!"

As Gui Ling sprinted frantically, he saw his younger brother being surrounded and killed—his heart and liver quaked.

But in that instant of thought.

He had lost his original fighting spirit; his only thought now was to survive.

Only by surviving could he fulfill his revenge.

After dodging Luo Chenyu's ferocious Wolf Fang Club strike.

Gui Ling's body flashed toward the distant, pitch-black forest.

Once he'd created enough distance, he suddenly shouted: "Are you still not acting? Don't you fear the Guardian Lord's punishment?"

His voice was loud.

It reached every ear.

Even causing many to pause briefly in their actions.

"Holy shit, are there more people?"

"What the hell are grudges and resentments? Enough of these beasts and demonic filth attacks—now there are other big shots lurking?"

"If not for a few Tier 6 big shots protecting me, I'd be dead already—and now… this isn't even over!"

"Damn underground rats, let me go!!"

"Fuck, if I had signal, I'd already called the cops!!"

"You're an idiot—city defense guards, Intelligence Bureau, and Enforcement Squad are all right here, and you're talking about calling the cops…"

"Fuck… I'm a Tier 5 practitioner, and now I can't even count as a lowly grunt."

……

Luo Chenyu, hearing Gui Ling's words, froze for a moment.

So many underground rats?

But, upon further thought, this possibility was virtually certain.

Because the previous composite magic array certainly wasn't arranged by this sorcerer—so besides him, there must be other Tier 7, no, very likely Tier 8 powerhouses lurking in the shadows.

"Who cares!"

Luo Chenyu felt his skill's cooldown had ended.

【Barbaric Charge】 caught up to Gui Ling, whose health was nearly depleted.

"Die!"

He moved out of the public range.

Luo Chenyu finally revealed his fangs.

Ba Tian!!

He had never mastered this skill and couldn't control it at will; fearing he might injure "his own side," he had held back all this time.

Now, it was time!

He slammed his hammer violently into the ground—suddenly, the earth surged like a subterranean dragon, and violent energy exploded across a hundred-meter radius… 0

The one directly in its path was Gui Ling before him.

The damage of the Ba Tian skill increased the closer the target.

Terrifying damage erupted, instantly draining Gui Ling's health—but the next instant, his health restored to 50%!

Luo Chenyu: "…"

Fuck, why does everyone have this absurd survival ability!

It always feels like practitioners are harder to kill than bosses!

If that's the case.

If one kill won't do, then do it again!

"Hahhh!!"

Suddenly.

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