Chapter 46

Lü Liangbing had blue blood at the corner of his mouth, and one arm was already severed.

He lowered his head, shouted something, and then rushed up again.

The Demon Bear was a Level 6 Special Anomaly defined by the authorities.

As a member of the Special Dragon Team and a Night Watcher, he would never let go if he encountered it; one of them had to die.

He rushed up again to battle Zhang Yi.

At this moment, Zhang Yi had already absorbed the Fear Value Reward from the judgment task; although he hadn't used the Fear Breakthrough yet, he was not someone Lü Liangbing could handle.

If not for the support of this blue potion, Lü Liangbing would almost certainly have been instantly killed and crushed by Zhang Yi! This potion was an Irreversible Potion; once taken, it would cause irreparable damage.

But to kill Zhang Yi, he had already staked everything.

"Boss, Boss took the potion?" Liu Li widened his eyes, gritting his teeth and speaking viciously.

The Padded-Jacket Man could no longer care about anything else and had already rushed up.

The Painting Ghost had already killed one teammate; he couldn't watch another brother die before him.

"Charge!"

The Padded-Jacket Man and the remaining teammate rushed up together, ignoring the mountains and rivers filled with eyes all around.

Ignoring the fear in their hearts, they had only one belief: save the captain and slay the spirit.

Zhang Yi opened his massive hand, and a red light enveloped the surroundings; immediately, pupils fell like rain.

As soon as they touched them, they would immediately spread on their bodies like a plague.

The Padded-Jacket Man gritted his teeth: "Everyone, come here!"

Then he tore open the robe on his chest; inside his belly was a small ghost, snow-white, with snowflakes drifting around it.

After opening the robe, the small ghost released a massive amount of cold air, freezing all the eyeballs in place.

Each eyeball was now as fragile as candy.

Liu Li pressed his hands together, and his figure instantly disappeared; only a circle of black manhole cover patterns appeared on the eyeball-covered ground.

Then he moved rapidly, and countless eyeballs fell into the abyss of this manhole cover and disappeared.

He was very fast, quickly arriving at Zhang Yi's feet, and with one opening, he actually controlled his entire leg in the void.

Zhang Yi tried to pull it out but couldn't do it at all.

Lü Liangbing had already taken advantage of the situation, the Bone Blade in his hand falling from the sky, wanting to split Zhang Yi's head in two.

However.

An eyeball appeared in mid-air to block this blade, and then he punched Lü Liangbing away.

The eyeballs regenerated, then withered like flowers, regenerated, withered—repeating the process.

Each time this happened, Lü Liangbing's energy would drop a fraction.

The remaining teammate's Ghostly energy was unclear, but he stood very far away during the battle, as if he were locking onto Zhang Yi.

One could see a cross tattoo on his left hand; after aiming, he pulled violently.

Suddenly.

A void cracked open above Zhang Yi's head, and a giant Iron Cross fell down violently.

Zhang Yi frowned, reaching out with both hands to bear the cross; the massive force bent his body down.

"Padded Jacket, it's your turn!" the man gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

The Padded-Jacket Man nodded, sprinting out and jumping seven or eight meters high.

Supporting his belly with both hands, the small ghost inside sneered and released cold air, preparing to use this final move to completely seal Zhang Yi.

Spirits fear two things! Pure gold!

Cold air!

The Padded-Jacket Man's strength wasn't high, but his spirit was terrifying; like Lin Qing, it was a rule-type horror spirit. If enveloped by his spirit, even a Special Class spirit would find it hard to break free.

He flew in the air, the cold air heading toward Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's Wasteland Gaze turned into candy and exploded.

Seeing the Padded-Jacket Man about to fly down.

Suddenly, amidst the great battle, a faint, ethereal, strange, and pleasant childhood rhyme sounded.

"Maybe the moon doesn't blink, the stars don't talk, making you feel lonely—"

"Maybe..."

Everyone saw out of the corner of their eyes that ceramic-like little girl hopping toward them.

Then she giggled: "Brothers, you can't hurt Little Bear; I'll be unhappy!"

"Mommy—"

She shouted immediately.

The moment these two words fell, a flash of panic and an ominous feeling crossed the heart of Lü Liangbing, who was stalemating with Zhang Yi on the ground.

He looked up abruptly, his pupils shrinking in horror: "Watch out behind you!"

The Padded-Jacket Man suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if something was staring at him.

He turned his head abruptly and saw a square block floating in the air; it was humanoid.

She had no expression and made no movement, just stiffly reaching out her hand toward him.

It only needed one touch—a light touch—and the Padded-Jacket Man would shatter directly like a wooden block.

But Lin Qing didn't continue.

Xiao Wan hopped happily to Zhang Yi's side, sat on his shoulder, and dangled her legs.

"Uncle, can you do me a favor?"

Her blinking eyes were as beautiful as two gemstones.

But no one could understand why such a well-behaved girl, like a fairy-tale princess, was now sitting on a spirit.

Lü Liangbing pursed his somewhat dry lips: "You... you say, you aren't going to make us fill Little Bear's stomach again, are you?"

Xiao Wan rested her chin on her hands and shook her head: "Little Bear is already full! He is the most, most, most, most, most adorable toy, but... but he has a few too many eyes."

"Uncle, do me a favor and pick up that eyeball on the ground, okay? I want to make it into a necklace!"

Lü Liangbing looked down.

One eyeball was particularly prominent; it was the eyes of the Ghost User just killed by Zhang Yi.

Oppose?

If he opposed, he feared the little girl would fly into a rage, and then everyone would die here.

This Demon Bear's strength was far beyond this; the higher-ups had seriously underestimated him. Plus, with such a rule-type spirit, they were completely outmatched by themselves alone.

He let go, crouched down, and picked up the bloody eyeball from the ground.

Hesitating for a moment, he handed the eyeball to Xiao Wan.

Xiao Wan jumped off Little Bear, hopped happily to his side, and circled Lü Liangbing twice.

"Thank you, Uncle. Uncle, can we go now?"

"Or... or do you want to continue playing games with Little Bear?" She looked at Lü Liangbing with utmost seriousness.

Lü Liangbing looked up; the Padded-Jacket Man was only a step away from the Soul Pull.

Even if this CurseBlock spirit moved a little, he would die without a burial place.

He clenched his fists: "O-okay."

Xiao Wan jumped: "Yay, we can go back and play with blocks! Little Bear, let's go back, okay?"

She looked at Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi's massive head looked down at her.

Suddenly.

The last Night Crow Eye sent a message: something had happened on Xu Jiajia's side! Zhang Yi nodded, reached out to hold Xiao Wan, and placed her on his shoulder.

He looked down at Lü Liangbing, and that terrifying low roar came softly: "You are the first person I've met who didn't have fear even at the moment of death!"

He turned and left.

Alice and the Arsonist Toy Bear vanished, and the Judgment Realm cracked open.

(End of Chapter)