Chapter 482: Someone Ambushes!

Bai Hang was watching intently.

On the distant battlefield, golden light clashed constantly with violet‑black Flame, each encounter erupting in deafening booms.

Jing Yuan's figure darted among the ruins, his gunfire like a dragon, fighting the raging Berserker in an inseparable melee.

(So impressive…)

Bai Hang silently marveled in her heart.

Although she knew Jing Yuan was strong, seeing him, even while suppressed, still trade blows with that monster left her genuinely stunned.

A "slurp‑slurp" sound came from beside her.

Bai Hang turned her head to look.

A Xing crouched beside her, holding a bowl of mysterious mapo tofu ramen, eating it bite by bite.

Her expression remained as hollow as always, eyes unfocused, as if before her was not a cataclysmic Servant battle but an ordinary street scene.

"…A Xing."

Bai Hang couldn't help but whisper, "Are you really… not nervous at all?"

A Xing chewed the noodles and gave her a glance.

Then shook his head.

Continued eating.

Bai Hang was speechless.

She turned her head again, continuing to watch the battlefield.

At that moment.

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang right beside Bai Hang's ear!

Bai Hang shivered all over, snapping her head to look.

A Xing, at some unknown moment, had already stood up, one hand still holding the noodle bowl steady as a mountain, the other gripping a baseball bat held horizontally behind him.

Against the bat was a silver‑white bayonet.

The bayonet was about twenty centimeters long, entirely silver‑white, its tip sharp, covered with strange red patterns.

It seemed to have materialized out of thin air, now firmly blocked by the bat, unable to advance a fraction.

Bai Hang followed the bayonet's direction with her gaze—

About twenty meters away, atop a traffic light pole, a figure crouched half‑squatted.

The person wore tattered black robes, a white skull Mask on his face.

The Mask was covered with crimson patterns spreading like veins, and within its black eye sockets faintly glowed two dim red lights.

He hunched his body, one hand poised to throw, the other hanging at his side, fingertips dripping black slime.

Bai Hang's brain stalled for half a second.

She had never seen anyone dressed like that, but from the brutality of that recent slash, it was clearly an enemy.

Then she realized—

Someone is ambushing!

"A Xing! Someone—" she began to warn.

A Xing didn't turn his head, instead extending the noodle bowl toward Bai Hang.

Bai Hang was stunned.

Instinctively she took the bowl, both hands cradling the sky‑piercing spicy mapo tofu ramen, her face a blank stare.

(…What does that mean?)

A Xing gave no explanation.

After handing the bowl to Bai Hang, he walked forward.

Bai Hang, still holding the bowl, stared dumbly at A Xing's back.

A Xing looked up at the guy crouching on the traffic light.

The Black-robed Man with the skull Mask leaned slightly forward, like a poised cheetah.

The crimson patterns on the Mask looked especially eerie in the light.

The two locked eyes.

In her ears, the distant roar continued—Jing Yuan and the Berserker were still fighting.

Each clash made the ground tremble.

But at this moment, the air in this corner seemed frozen.

Neither A Xing nor the Black-robed Man moved.

Bai Hang held her breath.

She couldn't read A Xing's expression.

But she could feel that the gray‑haired girl, who usually drifted like a wandering soul, now exuded a completely different aura.

Suddenly—

The Black-robed Man moved!

No, he vanished!

Bai Hang's pupils constricted sharply!

She frantically looked left and right, trying to locate his trace—

The next second!

Black Shadow appeared behind A Xing!

That speed was unbelievably fast, as if it had burst straight out of space!

He held a short black spear in his hand, its tip emitting an ominous dark glow, thrusting straight at A Xing's back!

"Watch out!!!" Bai Hang couldn't help shouting.

A Xing didn't turn around.

But her body moved.

She tilted slightly, and the black spear brushed her clothing, its point less than a centimeter from her skin!

At the same time, A Xing swung the bat backhanded!

"Clang—!"

The bat slammed hard onto the black spear, the massive metallic clang hurting Bai Hang's eardrums!

The Black-robed Man was blasted backward by the force, his body drifting in midair as he spun a circle, then—

disappeared again!

Bai Hang widened her eyes, frantically scanning around.

(Where did they go?! Where did they go?!)

The next second!

The Black Shadow appeared at A Xing's side!

Not only that—around A Xing, seven or eight black spears materialized from various directions and angles, all stabbing at her simultaneously!

The spears hovered in midair like living things, all tips aimed at A Xing!

Bai Hang felt her heart rise to her throat!

"Watch out—!!!"

As soon as she shouted, the spears plunged down together!

Then—

A Xing pulled a salted fish out of her pocket.

Yes, a salted fish.

A slightly dried‑up salted fish.

The fish's eyes were wide and round, staring dead ahead.

Bai Hang: "……???"

(Salted fish?)

(You pull out a salted fish at a time like this?!)

The next second—

Centered on A Xing, a terrifying aura erupted with a roar!

It wasn't magic, not momentum, but a… indescribable stench!

Deep green mist spread instantly, carrying a nauseating fishy stink!

The black spears aimed at A Xing, upon touching the mist, dissolved like paper doused in strong acid, rapidly corroding into fragments!

"Sizzle—!"

The fragments of the black spears fell to the ground.

The stench kept spreading, getting thicker and more pungent!

Bai Hang only felt a foul odor blasting straight at the Heavenly Spirit Dome, and her vision went black—

"Plop."

She didn't utter a single word before she fainted outright.

Before collapsing, she instinctively set the bowl in her hand on the ground, it clanged steadily, without spilling a drop of soup.

Then she leaned against the wall, completely losing consciousness.

San Yue Qi stared anxiously at the distant golden light.

Suddenly, an indescribable stench drifted from somewhere.

San Yue Qi's nose twitched.

And her whole face crumpled into a frown.

"Ugh—! What smell is that?!"

She covered her nose, her eyes burning shut.

Lin also covered their nose, their complexion turning blue: "What's that smell?! Whose sewer exploded?!"

San Yue Qi sniffed hard—then regretted it.

Because that smell… she felt it was somewhat familiar.

(Where have I smelled this before?)

(Seems… seems like it was in Beloberg? Or last time?)

She couldn't recall at that moment, because the odor was so overwhelming it made her mind go blank.

"Cover it quickly!"

Lin fished a handkerchief from the pocket, covering mouth and nose, "This smell must be poisonous?!"

The two crouched behind a stone, straining to hold their breath.

But the stench, as if alive, seeped everywhere; there was no way to dodge it.

San Yue Qi wanted to cry but had no tears.

(What day is it today!?)

A Xing held the Immortal Salted Fish, standing in the center of the deep green mist.

Those black spikes have already turned entirely into fragments, scattering across the ground.

She lifted her head and looked toward the distance.

The Black-robed Man had now retreated to the rooftop of a four‑story building dozens of meters away, half‑crouching at the edge, with the crimson patterns on his Mask flashing rapidly.

He was panting.

Even though the Mask separated them, one could see that his dodge just now was very risky.

Had he not reacted quickly and fled wildly the moment A Xing produced the Salted Fish, he would now probably have turned into a puddle of fragments like those black spikes.

A Xing stared at him.

He was also looking at A Xing.

The two locked eyes for less than a second.

A Xing raised his hand and slashed the Immortal Salted Fish in his hand toward the direction of the Black-robed Man!

In an instant—

The deep‑green mist contracted violently, then transformed into several massive fish‑shaped phantoms, emitting a mournful wail, and lunged straight at the Black-robed Man!

Each of those fish shadows was nearly two meters long, its whole body enveloped in an eerie green light.

Their eyes were hollow and frantic, mouths gaped, revealing uneven sharp teeth, and they emitted maddening babble!