Chapter 339

At this moment, on the first underground level.

Zoro, Sanji, and Usopp had already finished their battle.

Zoro and Sanji were using a tattered cloth to carry a battered and bruised Usopp as they just stepped onto the undersea tunnel.

"You two, hurry up! Don't be so slow!" Usopp lay on the cloth sling, barking orders.

"Stop bossing us around!" Zoro roared.

"I'm a critically injured patient! Critically injured! I'm covered in wounds! All my ribs are broken! At least six of them!" Usopp shouted.

"You've still got plenty left, it's fine! You really are a drag," Sanji said.

"By the way, do you want to know the secret of my new weapon, the Kabuto? Let me explain..." Usopp's mind jumped from one thing to another.

"Shut up! Or I'll make you walk yourself!" Zoro snapped.

"But all my ribs are broken... well, at least ten of them!" Usopp put on a pitiful expression.

"Why not say twelve? Then we could just bury you right here!" Sanji said.

"I was actually going to say—" Usopp stopped mid-sentence, suddenly stunned.

Zoro and Sanji, who were sprinting, also stopped in unison.

"Hey... did you hear that?" Zoro asked.

"It sounds like Lord Lord Sima Di's voice... wait, Lord Lord Sima Di refers to himself as 'Laozi'?" Usopp quipped.

"Is Lord Lord Sima Di in danger?" Sanji asked, shocked, and let go of his grip.

Usopp fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hey! Sanji! I'm a critically injured patient! Can't you be a little more gentle?"

"Who cares!" Sanji roared, then looked around. "Where is Lord Lord Sima Di's voice coming from?"

"It must be from behind, right?" Zoro also let go.

Thud—

Usopp lay completely flat on the ground.

"But we just came from above! We didn't see Lord Lord Sima Di!" Sanji said.

"You bunch of idiots! If he's not above, then go down! Who said there's only one underground level!" Usopp yelped in pain, taking the opportunity to insult their intelligence.

Clearly, all three thought Lord Lord Sima Di's voice was coming from somewhere nearby, rather than ringing directly in their minds.

Zoro and Sanji nodded at Usopp's words and then... ran straight toward the stairs.

"Hey, hey, hey! Someone help me! I'm a critically injured patient! Critically injured!" Usopp shouted as he got up, packed away his cloth sling, and sprinted after Zoro and Sanji.

"You can get up just fine!" Zoro roared at Usopp behind him.

"That's only because you heartless guys! Once I find Lord Lord Sima Di, I'm definitely going to report you! Report you!" Usopp roared back, refusing to be outdone.

Second underground level.

Blade looked toward Lord Lord Sima Di with a mocking smile.

Lord Lord Sima Di lay on the ground not far away, life or death unknown.

"The screaming... stopped... No way, this guy didn't die, did he? I told you, how could someone like this carry the title of the Tenth Generation."

Zi Zi Zi Busheng was startled, quickly ran to Lord Lord Sima Di's side to check for breath, and then let out a sigh of relief.

"Looks like he's just unconscious."

"Just unconscious? Tsk, boring." Blade said dismissively. "Zi Zi Busheng, let's stop worrying about that guy and get back to our business."

Zi Zi Zi Busheng looked at Blade. "You will let her go, right?"

"Although I really dislike that woman, as long as Zi Zi Busheng says so, I will definitely do it... of course, except for killing you."

Blade smiled, both sweetly and eerily.

"I understand... then go ahead and do it." Zi Zi Zi Busheng spread his hands, completely defenseless.

However, just as Zi Zi Zi Busheng finished speaking, he felt something grab his leg.

Looking down, he saw it was Lord Lord Sima Di, who had regained consciousness.

"Surrendering without a fight... that kind of stupid thing has never suited a smart guy like you." Lord Lord Sima Di spoke with great difficulty, his eyes hazy.

"Heart! Are you okay!" Zi Zi Zi Busheng quickly helped Lord Lord Sima Di up.

"Can't say I'm okay... after all, I still can't stop those memories from looping in my mind." Lord Lord Sima Di groaned, his hand gripping his own neck tightly.

That madman... had bitten his carotid artery again.

Seeing Lord Lord Sima Di regain consciousness, Brad was full of shock and shook his head incessantly.

"Impossible... you, you actually... resisted the mental 073 infection..."

"What? So surprised? Does this mean I've cleared your game? Final Boss-kun?" Lord Lord Sima Di forced a smile.

Blade pursed his lips and examined Lord Lord Sima Di seriously once more.

Back then, to see if Dong Yi truly had the qualifications to serve as the Eleventh Generation Spade, they had conducted a series of tests. Blade's mental infection was one of those tests.

Dong Yi had spent several hours reaching the point Lord Lord Sima Di was at now, and it took a full three days to completely eliminate the effects of the mental infection.

And this Lord Lord Sima Di?

From just now until now, it hadn't even been three minutes!

"Passed. A perfect pass."

Although Blade was unwilling, he had to state the facts.

"But so what? Look at you now! You have zero attack power! You can barely even stand! Waking up now just means you'll watch Zi Zi Zi Busheng die in front of you!"

After Blade finished speaking, it took a long time for Lord Lord Sima Di to respond.

At this moment in the nightmare, that guy Orta had poked out her eyes once again.

"I... won't. I won't let that happen." Lord Lord Sima Di reached into her pocket.

Blade became alert the moment he saw this.

"Ha, relax, relax. This isn't a lighter or anything. It's just a shell."

Lord Lord Sima Di pulled out a strangely shaped shell.

"A shell? You haven't fully cleared your head, have you?" Blade said.

"Although you're strong, your knowledge is still far behind..." Lord Lord Sima Di smiled and pressed the shell.

"Spirit Imbuement."

The shell suddenly blew out a gust of wind, and under the astonished eyes of the other two, it transformed into a Wind Spirit.

"What is this? Your ability?" Blade stared at Lord Lord Sima Di, his evil aura rising, ready to attack at any moment.

"This? This is a creature made entirely of wind. I personally call it a Wind Spirit. Its attack style is very similar to the gale you just whipped up, but it can also use Wind Blades and Wind Breakers. I think this guy is probably better at playing with wind than you are." Lord Lord Sima Di explained with a smile. "Oh, right, besides wind, I can also imbue fire, earth, water, and so on..."

The perfectly good standoff turned into Lord Lord Sima Di's one-person lecture on the Five Elements.

Blade had initially thought this guy was talking about his own ability, so he listened patiently. However, the more Blade listened, the more wrong it felt. What Foundation Establishment, what Purple Mansion, and what Ascension? He wished this woman would hurry up and ascend already!

"Enough! You're just trying to stall for time! I'm telling you, no one is coming to save you! They only have eyes for Robin right now! They won't be thinking about you!"

Blade roared, his evil aura condensing into a pitch-black scythe once again.

"I've changed my mind! Tenth Generation! Hell is the place most suited for you!"

Lord Lord Sima Di raised her hand slightly, and the Wind Spirit whipped up a gale.

"It's useless! This level of wind won't affect me!" Blade roared.

"What about sword wind?" Lord Lord Sima Di asked with a smile.

"What?"

Before Blade could understand, a gale was whipped up behind him and by the Wind Spirit simultaneously.

"Three-Sword Style: [Garbled]!"

"Special Move: [Garbled]!"

"Three-Sword Style: [Garbled]!"

"Diable Jambe: [Garbled]!"

Lord Lord Sima Di watched Blade, who was killed instantly by the three of them before he could even react.

"So weak... so this is the guy who beat me up so badly... or are Sanji and Zoro just too strong..." Lord Lord Sima Di muttered to herself.

The moment Blade fell, the effects of the mental infection disappeared. Although she still had a slight headache, it was no longer a big deal for Lord Lord Sima Di.

"And me! Lord Lord Sima Di! And me! My strength is also too powerful... this is also a trouble~" Usopp waved excitedly.