Chapter 429

"Flanked from behind?!"

Alarm bells rang in her heart; her steps, originally meant to retreat and dodge, froze instantly. She made a snap decision—not to retreat but to advance, slamming fiercely into the monster's arms before her.

At that critical moment, the drone emitted a deafening clang of an explosion, then crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The monsters were drawn by this sudden loud noise, collectively turning back to look behind them, their expressions filled with confusion and anger.

Feng Yuhuai's gaze swept past the monster before her, looking toward a blurry figure appearing not far away—that person was viciously stomping on the drone's wreckage!

"Don't kill her, the Mentor wants her alive!!!"

The figure stomped the falling drone into a pulp, his entire face twisted and deformed as he let out a loud, furious roar.

Feng Yuhuai's heart trembled, her brain buzzing.

"She isn't speaking to me, she's speaking to those monsters, so those monsters weren't randomly chosen targets—they were coming straight for me?"

Feng Yuhuai had no time to think deeply; she twisted her wrist sharply, and the steel bar in midair spun instantly. The rust-streaked metal surface suddenly glowed with blood-red patterns. Only upon close inspection would one see that the red pattern was a red thread wrapped around it.

As fine as a strand of hair, it now, with the rotation of the steel bar, instantly bit into the monster's blue-gray scales, dark red blood droplets flying along the steel bar's threads.

The red thread could not cut through the scales, but it could slip effortlessly into the seams where the scales interlocked.

Feng Yuhuai tapped her toe on the ground, barely avoiding the monster's stinking embrace, flashing behind it like a ghost, her left hand gripping the steel bar tight.

"Die!"

Her figure bent down like a willow branch, yet she forcibly hoisted the three-meter-tall monster onto her back.

Like an ant carrying an elephant, the scene was incredibly impactful, leaving the voyeurs hiding deep in the pipes, not daring to breathe heavily, speechless with their mouths agape.

Luo Ji hid in the shadows in the distance, carefully extending a mirror, flexibly turning his wrist, constantly adjusting the angle of the mirror's reflection to ensure Feng Yuhuai was always reflected within it.

His heart beat like a drum, his eyes flashing with an excitement he could not suppress.

"Is this Feng Yuhuai's strength? Is this the talent and ability brought by the Fate of Protection of the Curtain? Too fucking ridiculous, you're just a high school girl!"

Luo Ji's face was flushed with excitement; it was not in vain that he had disregarded danger to follow her in.

Luo Ji silently counted down in his heart, until at a certain moment, he seemed to hear the response of Fate, and a strange realization surged in his mind:

"Binding successful. Next, as long as Feng Yuhuai is surrounded and killed by monsters, her Fate will be mine."

The next moment, the mirror reflected a scene full of violent aesthetics—the ant had strangled the elephant's neck!

The slender red thread twisted into the monster's neck, emitting a dull sound like tearing leather and a sharp sound of metal friction.

A narrow slit opened in the monster's neck, initially extremely thin, then quickly as thick as a finger, as wide as a palm, then with a "hiss" it rapidly burst open, revealing mouth-watering flesh patterns, like the marbling of a fine steak.

"Roar—!!"

The dying monster swung its tail in a rage, smashing spiderweb-like cracks into the ground; rubble, iron blocks, and sewage splattered everywhere.

Feng Yuhuai's hair danced in the shockwave into a blood-red vortex, yet her face bore a venting, sickly, bloodthirsty grin.

Her waist continued to bend, folding into an unbelievable arc like a boneless, fragile thing.

Crack—

The struggling monster abruptly stopped, a bowl-sized blood hole torn open in its neck; dark green pus-blood surged forth like a volcanic eruption, and a huge, ugly head spun through the air in a parabolic arc.

Before the head hit the ground, in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yuhuai's heart suddenly twitched; two terrifying chills arrived almost simultaneously, one eerie and sinister, the other brutal and ferocious.

The two chills overlapped, causing Feng Yuhuai to shudder all over.

Boom—

The pipe wall behind suddenly exploded, rubble flying like bullets; amidst the swirling smoke and dust, a ridiculous monster wearing pajamas shot out like lightning.

Its movements were swift and violent; its two-meter-long tail, accompanied by a sharp whistle tearing through the air, resembled a black spiral great sword, slanting upward from below, instantly piercing the huge body of its headless companion.

Pfft!

The sound of the tail piercing flesh was clearly audible, bringing forth a waterfall of organ fragments, black blood and pus spraying out mixed together.

Then, with undiminished force, it precisely pierced into Feng Yuhuai's back, emerging through her chest.

One monster and one person were pierced by the sharp tail, like skewered mutton.

The monster wearing pajamas let out a smug and excited cry, with a bone-chilling slur, as if repeating:

"Oh de, oh de." (ps: Mine, mine.)

Its tail raised high, Feng Yuhuai and the body of its headless companion swung helplessly in the air.

Feng Yuhuai spat a mouthful of fresh blood from her mouth, her face instantly turning as white as paper.

She lowered her head with difficulty, her gaze dull as she looked at her own chest.

She stiffly lowered her head, seeing a bewitching blood flower blooming on her chest; half of a blood-stained, ferocious tail protruded from the center of her chest, its tip still hanging with half a jumping lung lobe.

Fluids of pus-blood and bright red intertwined flowed along the grooves of the scales on the tail, staining patterns of death in the sewage on the ground.

"Done, Feng Yuhuai is going to die, the Fate of Protection of the Curtain is mine!!!"

Luo Ji's eyes widened, a fervent light flashing in his eyes; the hand gripping the mirror trembled slightly with excitement.

His face was full of exhilaration, as if he had already seen his bright future after obtaining the Fate.

In another dark pipe, Cui Cui's emotions were on the verge of collapse; she desperately wanted to rush out, but was tightly pulled back by Zhang Liyou, her mouth also firmly covered.

Cui Cui's tears rolled down like beads from a broken string; she looked at Zhang Liyou with a face full of tears, her eyes filled with endless despair, as if saying:

"Liyou, there must be a misunderstanding inside; Yu Huai cannot be a man-eating monster. On the contrary, Yu Huai is about to be killed by the monster, killed by that monster wearing Xiao Juan's pajamas."

"Yes, that's right; Xiao Juan was eaten by that monster, and now Yu Huai also wants to..."

Cui Cui struggled violently, but Zhang Liyou's hands were like iron tongs, gripping her tightly, leaving her almost unable to move.

Zhang Liyou's eyes were red as if about to drip blood, staring fixedly at Feng Yuhuai skewered in midair by the monster, as if expecting, yet also fearing.

The female doctor who had stomped the drone looked at the scene before her with a face full of terror, her legs going weak, nearly fainting on the spot again.

The next second, her expression twisted to the extreme; she rushed toward the monster with extreme anger, her voice sharp to the point of cracking, her hysterical voice echoing back and forth in the pipe:

"Senior Sister! Are you crazy?! The Mentor said to keep her alive! Kill her, where are we going to find..."

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