Chapter 897

Streams of red silk threads burst forth, landing directly atop Xiao Biao's head.

"Don't force me, don't force me ahhhhh!"

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature dropped a little.

Gu Qing's spider silk became extremely brittle; although it still retained decent performance, once the temperature grew very low, it was hard to have the same effect as just now.

White frost emerged from Xiao Biao's body.

His entire person became an ice man.

What is this?

It should be some kind of intermediate ice-attribute spiritual technique, right?

"I want you dead!!"

The frost covering Xiao Biao's entire body suddenly detached from him, becoming a gust of wind that blew over.

The ice wind moved very fast, instantly freezing the grass along its path solid, then snapping it.

Its power seemed considerable.

Can't take it head-on.

Against an unknown skill like this, no matter how confident, one must dodge.

But after all, what came was wind—Gu Qing's speed couldn't evade it.

Then wind against wind!

Gu Qing also summoned a strong wind to blow against it.

Whoo~

Whoo whoo whoo~

The ice wind was scattered somewhat.

The moisture in the air condensed, forming a thin mist.

The surrounding enemy soldiers and female soldiers all felt winter had arrived, their bodies involuntarily shivering.

But although Gu Qing's spiritual pressure had already reached 80 points, her Wind Control technique was after all only a primary support-type spiritual technique.

It wasn't even an offensive spiritual technique, very hard to contend with that ice wind.

Gu Qing's brow furrowed; just as she was about to summon Water Condensation, she heard Zhao Chi remind her in her mind.

Zhao Chi 【Gu Qing, hold it in】

Gu Qing 【Do you need me to use it?】

Zhao Chi 【Not for now】

Gu Qing 【Oh~ come on】

Zhao Chi said it very simply, but Gu Qing knew what he wanted to do.

What needed her to hold it in was nothing but the effect of Bliss Berserk.

Gu Qing still had quite a few energy points, could use Hereditary Enhancement.

But Hereditary Enhancement's energy points were few after all, limited in quantity—save them where possible.

It wasn't yet time to use this skill.

In an instant, a warm current spread through her entire body.

Gu Qing 【my lord~ you really, owie~】

Although Gu Qing had prepared herself, that surging warm current filling her entire body still made her let out an involuntary soft moan she could hardly bear.

This Bliss Berserk recreated the feeling from before—only Gu Qing could sense it.

Now Zhao Chi was controlling her body, but she couldn't help exerting some influence on Zhao Chi's control

Zhao Chi 【Hold it in, I'm going in】

Gu Qing 【Hoo~ okay~】

The ice wind drew closer and closer; the Wind Control technique couldn't hold it back any longer.

Gu Qing's all attributes had now reached 8 points, and combined with the momentary peak morale and mood, her speed suddenly soared.

Whoo~

The ice wind grazed past Gu Qing, and a large stretch of mist condensed behind her.

The steel-wrapped dual Chengying Fengming Blades fell.

Crack!

Xiao Biao's legs, like ice pillars, shattered into pieces flying apart.

Along with his entire person, splitting into several chunks.

Zhao Chi 【Why did he split apart completely… can he still be treated?】

Gu Qing 【my lord… what do you think?】

Zhao Chi 【Forget it, dead is dead. He was just an attached hero anyway, nothing good on him. Just don't let Xiao Ning die】

Gu Qing 【Don't worry, I'll definitely strip her clean, not even underwear left, bring it all over to you】

Zhao Chi 【Don't disgust me】

Gu Qing 【I'm just describing it】

Zhao Chi 【Continue】

Gu Qing turned her head.

Looking toward those 120 shivering enemy soldiers.

These soldiers were all Tier 2; sold off, they should fetch quite a bit of money.

But unfortunately, they couldn't be allowed to leave alive.

At least during the rule of these alien races, absolutely none can be let go.

If they can't be sold and aren't useful, then they hold no meaning whatsoever for Zhao Chi.

Moreover, killing them yields more experience.

Zhao Chi is not bloodthirsty.

But sometimes necessary killing is merely helpless self-preservation.

"Attack!"

Gu Qing swung her blade.

The female blade-soldiers had long been unable to hold back.

Hearing the order, they charged out almost instantly, blades dancing without pause.

Nearly half of the remaining 120 enemy soldiers had already given up resistance.

Their commander was dead, which directly sent their morale plummeting to rock bottom.

But a small remaining half suddenly erupted in a frenzy, struggling in their death throes.

"Damn it, can't just die like this—let's fight one more time!"

"Exactly, even if we die, we'll drag someone down with us!"

"Kill a female soldier, take her underground as a wife!"

"I'm gonna take down two!"

These people really exchanged several moves with the female soldiers.

In truth, both sides belonged to the same military tier, with similar equipment.

In a genuine head-on fight, they did possess a certain level of strength.

However, they still underestimated these female soldiers.

Setting aside the fact that these female soldiers' stats were 4 points higher than theirs, and not even mentioning how they could hold a shield to defend with one hand while savagely hacking with a two-handed blade in the other,

just their supple-body genetics alone gave them a huge advantage.

Their bodies had extremely high flexibility—every blade strike came from a tricky angle, and they could also deflect the opponent's attacks from all kinds of angles, exceptionally agile.

"No… how could she twist like that to cut me? Ugh—"

"Holy shit, she dodged that too?"

"Your mom, how did her head spin a full circle to look at me?"

"How could anyone dodge that?"

"Not good, ah—"

After a few exchanges, all the resisting enemy troops were dead.

The remaining enemy soldiers immediately scattered, screaming wildly as they fled.