Chapter 1006: I've Got Plenty of Strength! You Take Care of It!

The two sides faced off, their auras colliding.

Wang Defa and Ximen Zhirou stood at the front, sharp radiance shooting from their eyes.

The lone "Blood Ghost" towered, its imposing presence no less than that of the six opponents.

Its surrounding blood‑Qi suddenly thickened.

It nearly solidified.

In an instant, it vanished from the spot.

"All by‑standers, retreat beyond a hundred meters!" Ximen Zhirou shouted.

"Anyone who doesn't want to get hurt, behave!" Zhuang Wu barked.

Opportunists exist in every world, after all.

Before they could react, Wang Defa whispered, "It's coming!"

A blood‑red phantom surged forward.

"I'm here!"

Wang Defa lowered his shoulders and waist, his gaze heavy with seriousness.

He then timed it perfectly and threw a full‑strength punch!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud rang out, and Wang Defa let out a low groan, stumbling back several meters.

His foot pressed pits into the hard cement ground, one after another.

Only when Ximen Zhirou braced his back did he release all his force.

Wang Defa fell back, and Lu Junsheng immediately took his place.

He said no needless words, seized the incoming fist, and drove power through his side shoulder.

"Hey!"

The phantom slammed heavily onto the ground, erupting a terrifying hum.

Blood Ghost's mouth corner dripped blood, and its eyes grew even more ferocious.

"Looking for death!"

He lifted his foot to trap Lu Junsheng's waist and abdomen, his muscles suddenly bulging.

Lu Junsheng winced in pain and broke free, but Blood Ghost didn't intend to give him a chance.

He surged forward, his elbow striking his temple with a cannon‑like force.

Sensing the lethal threat, Lu Junsheng instinctively twisted his head.

"Bang!"

His elbow slammed into his shoulder, accompanied by a sharp bone‑crack, and Lu Junsheng staggered back several steps.

Blood Ghost's mouth curled into a grimace, pressing the attack!

Just as he moved, Wen Ran silently appeared behind him.

A flash of cold light flickered, and Blood Ghost, through the ring on his hand, captured the phenomenon.

He swung a heavy backhand punch at the assailant behind him!

"Ssshh—"

The punch missed; Blood Ghost, not lingering in the fight, refocused on the charging Wang Defa.

"Wheel fight, huh?"

"Then why don't you all go together? I've got plenty of strength!"

Blood Ghost let out a wild laugh, its brazen mouth corner nearly reaching behind its ear.

Hair only an inch long seemed to burst with vitality, growing to ten centimeters in a very short time.

Its aura rose another level.

There was a vague trend of breaking through the Fifth Tier.

"Not good!" Wang Defa's complexion changed, his heart sinking.

This was the scene he most dreaded.

Blood Ghost's combat awareness was clearly above everyone else's.

Moreover, it seemed to feel no pain; it was merely a pure weapon of war.

If its physical quality kept rising, even the six of them combined wouldn't be a match.

Thinking of this, Wang Defa gritted his teeth and shouted, "Quick battle, quick finish, don't give it a chance to breathe!"

Wang Yuning glanced at the mother and daughter, and softly said, "Step back a bit."

"Huh? Oh!" Bao'er's mother was startled, then hurriedly cradled her daughter and retreated over a hundred meters behind.

She glanced toward the depths of the Air‑raid Shelter, and a thought of escaping amid the chaos arose in her mind.

Now is a golden opportunity; if missed…

"Mom, can you ask the uncles and aunties not to fight?" Bao'er suddenly asked.

Bao'er's mother looked at her child's innocent eyes, felt a softening in her heart, and gently said, "Uncle and auntie aren't fighting; they're sparring."

"What does sparring mean?" Bao'er was puzzled.

"It's just playing a game together."

"Can I join in too?"

Bao'er immediately sprang up, waving the Rabbit plush in her hand, trying hard to make a fierce face.

But to Bao'er's mother, that expression was incredibly cute.

She couldn't help but pinch Bao'er's cheek, her eyes full of affection, "Of course not, you're still little; wait until you're grown before playing."

"When I grow up, I'll defeat the villains!" Bao'er mimicked the Blood Ghost's movements, swinging her little fists.

"Alright."

Bao'er's mother glanced in that direction, her complexion changing slightly.

The Blood Ghost was surrounded by six people, yet it was not at a disadvantage at all.

They shot arrows from both sides, looking very imposing!

"This guy can't feel pain; target its joints!" Wang Defa said.

Ximen Zhirou timed it perfectly and surged forward, locking the Blood Ghost.

Wen Ran coordinated well, the dagger instantly pierced its elbow, then twisted forcefully!

"Splat!"

A light sound rang out, and the Blood Ghost's movements slowed.

Seeing this, Lu Junsheng immediately attacked from the side, his massive, heavy fist smashing into its abdomen.

This punch is commonly called a liver blast!

If it lands, even though it can't feel pain, its organs will automatically issue a warning.

Causing it to lose combat ability.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, when the punch landed, the Blood Ghost's body turned as soft as mud.

"Now!"

Wang Defa shouted loudly, his fist raining down like mad raindrops, smashing into its brain.

Explosive roaring sounds continued, and the ground was repeatedly shattered by the massive force.

The others didn't idle, joining immediately.

Soon, the Blood Ghost's head was smashed into a bloody mess, its face caved in.

Yet the next moment, a mutation suddenly erupted!

Countless blood vapors gathered into clusters, enveloping its body.

A foul, fishy stench wafted out.

"What is this?" Ximen Zhirou retreated slightly, eyes filled with startled doubt.

"Don't worry about that; as long as it's dead, even the strongest Innate Talent can't be used!"

Wen Ran's eyes flashed with intense murderous intent, the dagger thrust hard into the Blood Ghost's skull.

Yet the instant the blade tip touched the body, a powerful force suddenly burst forth.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, the six were suddenly blasted away.

"What is that?" Zhuang Wu's face turned extremely solemn.

"Talent Entry!" Wang Defa said in a deep voice.

They rose from the ground, silently watching the Blood Cocoon.

"Thump thump—"

The powerful heartbeat sounded like drums, resonating all around.

Seeing this scene, Wang Defa deeply realized the battle could not be resolved peacefully.

A nameless sense of crisis rose in his heart.

This feeling was very familiar.

He had felt it on Su Yang as well.

But the two are fundamentally different.

The horror of the Blood Cocoon lies in its direct oppressive force.

The latter strikes terror deep into the soul.

Even so, Wang Defa did not dare to underestimate it.

"We have to use our Innate Talent," Lu Junsheng said.

"Now?" Wen Ran's eyes widened slightly.

"The activity in the Air-raid Shelter will definitely attract nearby players; if we don't finish this quickly, we'll all be doomed!" Lu Junsheng said.

"But even if we kill the Blood Ghost, there are still so many players outside; our Innate Talent's cooling isn't that fast," Zhuang Wu hesitated.

"But now we can't avoid it; no one can survive getting out!" Lu Junsheng's eyes flickered.

"My Innate Talent is still cooling; are you confident?" Wang Yuning asked.

"Sheng Ge, you handle it!" Wang Defa said.

"Understood!"