Chapter 186: Primordial Shi Laimu Bloodline

When Gu Qing led her people to charge in, Tang Ruan and the others could no longer stand.

They were exhausted.

Tang Ruan especially, her steps were unsteady and her whole body was covered in slime.

After Gu Qing's group took over, the others retreated a few steps with great difficulty, then collapsed to the ground, gasping violently without pause.

And Tang Ruan didn't even have the strength to withdraw.

Zhao Chi rushed forward and carried the sticky Tang Ruan out of the danger zone.

Tang Ruan gasped heavily in Zhao Chi's arms, her breathing rapid.

Zhao Chi wiped the slime off her face.

He looked at her with heartache.

"This is the last stage. We can rest soon."

Tang Ruan shook her head, and the slime on her hair flung onto Zhao Chi's face.

"No… I'm fine… huff~"

Zhao Chi laid her flat so she could rest properly.

He swallowed a spiritual power pill himself, stood up again, and began using Rally.

Zhao Chi also really wanted to charge in and fight.

But he knew he couldn't take the hits.

These women might look delicate, their bodies all slender and graceful.

But they all had 6 points of constitution, so taking one hit was still no problem.

Zhao Chi only had 5 points of constitution, so both his health and defense foundations were very low.

Even though he had now added a large amount of health, taking one hit still carried the risk of death.

Most importantly, he still had to keep using Rally.

That was far more effective than going to fight personally.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

People kept being sent flying.

Zhao Chi rushed in to help them feed them medicine, and Gu Qing also kept watching the surroundings, healing in time.

The wooden shields were now all shattered; only those female militia members' iron shields still had a little durability left.

But they couldn't hold much longer.

Over ten minutes later.

The Emperor Shi Laimu was about to split.

It had already had its splitting interrupted twice; this third time probably couldn't be stopped.

The women's arms were all drained of strength, they could no longer fight.

All the shields shattered.

The female soldiers' drug resistance had all accumulated to the max.

"Guji, die!!"

It shouted especially loudly this time.

Its translucent body actually began showing different colors.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, brilliant like a rainbow.

Zhao Chi stared at it in astonishment.

This time it wasn't going to split—was it going to forcibly disintegrate?

Why?

This was also the first time Zhao Chi had seen such a situation.

And it hadn't been covered in school either.

Was it afraid of having its splitting interrupted again, so it chose to forcibly disintegrate?

Zhao Chi shouted loudly: "It's going to disintegrate! It won't counterattack now. Everyone come over—this is the last time! Attack with everything you have!"

Tang Ruan and the others heard it and all struggled to stand, gripping their weapons and charging forward.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Although utterly exhausted, they forced out their last bit of strength, attacking with all they had.

"Gu Qing, use blades—both hands use blades—keep a big wound open on it at all times!"

"Understood!"

Gu Qing threw down her iron spear, drew two short blades, and hacked fiercely.

Cuts appeared one after another on the Shi Laimu's body, slime flowing everywhere, but the outer skin quickly healed again.

The crown on its head began to glow, fusing into a colorful sphere.

The sphere slowly sank down, settling at the center of its body.

The next moment, the colors on its body began to flow rapidly, dazzling and surreal.

Soon, identical colors began to gather.

The entire Emperor Shi Laimu's body began to swell, each differently colored part growing larger.

Zhao Chi took out the Flame Curse Talisman.

He immediately clicked to use it.

The Flame Curse Talisman was a red talisman paper that instantly began to burn.

Zhao Chi only felt the temperature in his hand spike sharply.

A bit hot, but not yet unbearable.

The next moment, a fireball the size of a soccer ball appeared in his palm, blazing with heat.

"Gu Qing, help me tear open a hole, the bigger the better, the deeper the better!"

Gu Qing drew both blades with all her might, slicing deep into the Emperor Shi Laimu's outer skin.

Yellow slime spurted out.

"My lord!" Gu Qing drew her blade.

Zhao Chi swallowed a Life Pill, gripped the fireball with both hands, and the skin of his palms was instantly scorched.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

Gu Qing was extremely shocked, light gleaming from her fingers as she immediately began treating Zhao Chi's wounds.

Zhao Chi endured the searing pain in his hands: "Gu Qing, push me! Push me in! Hard!"

Gu Qing already was utterly stunned.

She rarely showed that kind of expression.

"Quick, its wound is healing—keep treating me!"

"Yes!"

Gu Qing no longer hesitated.

With all her might she gave Zhao Chi a sudden, hard shove forward.

Pfft!

Zhao Chi plunged straight into the Emperor Shi Laimu's body.

He felt sticky liquid all around him, like glue.

Zhao Chi kept his eyes open and charged toward the orb of light.

His eyes hurt—a sharp, stinging pain.

But from behind, a gentle, warm heat kept reaching him.

He knew it was Gu Qing healing him.