Chapter 895: Hat Trick

Hat Trick

"[Fortune-Misfortune Divination - Auspicious Bearing]."

Sun Bumian's voice rang out from behind Jian Changsheng, and a Domain already enveloped the entire battlefield!

All the black "Ill Omen" energy seen by those eyes began to spin like a vortex, gradually repelling outwards; all the golden "Auspicious" energy frantically surged into his body... Colored flames ignited from Sun Bumian's body.

Crackling sounds of firecrackers rang out around him. The Destiny in the unseen world favored his body. He was like a burning humanoid male lion, stepping forward!

"[Cloud Steps]."

In this state, all of Sun Bumian's skills performed exceptionally well. [Cloud Steps] was even so fast that the naked eye couldn't capture it. Colored flames flashed across the entire street like lightning!

Mo Lian was fighting with Bai Ye in the chaotic rain of weapons. As if sensing something, he turned his head to look, but his gaze could no longer keep up with that colored lightning-like figure...

A strong wind blew past, and Sun Bumian, wreathed in colored flames, appeared behind Mo Lian like a ghost!

In the instant his fingertips were about to touch the brim of the hat, Sun Bumian's body abruptly trembled. A mouthful of fresh blood surged from his throat. His entire person seemed to have lost all strength, and he rolled weakly onto the ground...

Sun Bumian lay flat on his back on the ground, his face even uglier than Jian Changsheng's. His hand subconsciously covered a certain spot on his stomach, and his breathing was extremely heavy!

"Huh... I clearly aimed for the heart, how did I dig out the liver instead?"

Mo Lian looked at the bloody liver in his hand, seemingly a bit surprised.

But Sun Bumian lying on the ground knew very well that it was the "Auspiciousness" gathered on his body that saved his life, causing a mistake in Mo Lian's hand. If his heart was directly stolen by this move, he estimated he would have died suddenly on the spot...

"That is a 7th-rank Thief Saint, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Seeing that Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian were both heavily injured, Bai Ye felt extremely guilty. They were originally a group of Fourth Order youngsters. Letting them participate in this battle, it was impossible for them to retreat unscathed... Bai Ye actually realized this point, but he really had no other way.

Mo Lian had that hat with the residual Silver King's mark, which could resist stealing. Relying purely on Bai Ye himself, it was almost impossible to defeat Mo Lian.

But no matter what, Jian Changsheng's heavy injury provoked Bai Ye's anger. He gave up the conservative defensive strategy and actively initiated attacks towards Mo Lian!

As the white light around his body gradually expanded, those weapons originally stabbing towards him were all stolen away, slaughtering towards Mo Lian from all directions, forcing him to gradually distance himself from Jian Changsheng, leaving him no opportunity to finish off Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian.

"Path of the Thief, First-Tier [Steal Object], Second-Tier [Steal Face], Third Tier [Steal Light]... Starting from the Fourth Order Domain, it can achieve large-scale, unrestricted stealing."

Black light roamed around Mo Lian. Weapons, stones, and even snowflakes... Endless matter flashed between Bai Ye and Mo Lian. Under the extremely fast "stealing game" between the two, they seemed to fill every corner of the space.

"Fifth-Tier, can achieve 'divided stealing' of matter, which is stealing a part from a complete object... For example, stealing a heart."

"Only starting from the Sixth Stage will skills of different paths begin to show differences. But right now, I have stolen your ability, so all our current skills are the same..."

"We can fight like this for three days and three nights."

Mo Lian pointed to Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian at the side, "But they seem unable to last that long."

Bai Ye's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Mo Lian was right. With the same skills and the same rank, it was almost impossible for the two of them to determine a victor, let alone the fact that the opponent also had that hat... And it was very difficult for Jian Changsheng and the other to injure Mo Lian. If this dragged on, their disadvantage would only grow larger and larger.

Wait...

Where did Chen Ling go?

Bai Ye seemed to realize something and began to look around, trying to find Chen Ling's shadow...

"Screw your stupid Thief Saint!" Jian Changsheng, nailed to the tree, spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, and sneered, "Still want to use us to threaten Senior Bai Ye? Do you really think we have no way to deal with you?"

"Oh? Just relying on you guys, how can you deal with me?" Mo Lian glanced at him disdainfully.

"We've delayed enough time... That guy Hearts, should have found it by now, right?" Sun Bumian covered his stomach, looking around somewhat painfully.

Rustle——

The sound of footsteps treading on snow rang out from an Alleyway on the side.

Mo Lian turned to look, only to see a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe walking out from a grocery store, his calm gaze looking over here... Their gazes collided in the air.

Mo Lian just remembered that since he started fighting with Bai Ye, he hadn't seen Chen Ling at all. It seemed he went to look for something?

Mo Lian's gaze gradually moved down...

He saw that in Chen Ling's hand, there was an extra Straw Hat.

The style of this Straw Hat was very ancient. It looked like it was just found in this city. It wasn't a Ritual Artifact, nor did it have any special features... It was really just an ordinary Straw Hat.

"Finally found it..." Chen Ling patted the dust on the hat, casually raised his hand, and slowly put it on his head.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lian seemed somewhat puzzled, but still sneered,

"Disappeared for so long, just for such an ugly hat?"

"Ugly hat?"

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe fluttered in the wind. Chen Ling slightly lowered his head. The black Bowler Hat looked exceptionally elegant on his head, like a Famous Actor from the Republic of China era...

He raised his hand and pressed the brim of the hat, smiling faintly,

"Worn on your head, it really is quite ugly."

Seeing that extremely familiar Bowler Hat on Chen Ling's head, Mo Lian was stunned at first, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the top of his own head... A rough Straw Hat had, at some unknown point, already replaced the original Bowler Hat.

"???"

Scarlet Trick.

The [Path of the Thief] was ineffective against the mark of the Silver King, but the Stagecraft of the Twisted Divine Path was not among this limitation.

Ever since deciding to deal with that hat, Chen Ling immediately began looking for a suitable item. After all, to activate the [Scarlet Trick] to swap items, the two must be similar in appearance... Fortunately, in this city, a hat wasn't that hard to find.

Mo Lian's pupils abruptly contracted, his heart sinking to the bottom of the valley. He immediately raised his hand, wanting to steal back the hat on Chen Ling's head, but a palm had already taken a step ahead, silently pressing onto the back of his head...

"Your hat, seems not to fit that well." In the wind and snow, Bai Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the next moment, the thick Heart Python bit down on Mo Lian's head in a single mouthful!

Bai Ye's "Heart Python" frantically tore and bit at Mo Lian's memories, swallowing them into its belly in large mouthfuls. Not a single wound was left on Mo Lian's body, but he stood blankly in the snow, the confusion in his eyes growing increasingly dense...