The man once again observed Xu Chuâs Sweat, who was wrapped tightly all over and noticed that his clothes looked as if they were soaked in blood. His expression shifted as he asked:
"Is he okay? If heâs injured, he shouldnât go outside. Go to the medical room."
Xu Chuâs Sweat and the other person exchanged a glance of mutual understanding, getting each otherâs intentions.
Zhang Daxi showed a long-lost smile on his honest-looking face, took out a pack of cigarettes from his chest, and said:
"Sorry to trouble you brothers. This should count as good smoke in this world, the taste is indeed somewhat different, have a try."
The man scrutinized Zhang Daxi with a glance, a smile forming on his face, and he made a gesture to the person beside him, saying:
"Since itâs a brotherâs goodwill, we gratefully accept."
He didnât move, holding an axe and watching the two quietly. The person beside him stepped forward, took the cigarette, and said with a laugh: "Heh, brother, I wonât be polite then."
In terms of cold weapons, both sides maintained a safety distance of about five or six meters, enough reaction time at this distance.
The moment that person took the cigarette, Zhang Daxi suddenly grabbed his arm, and his muscles swelled abruptly, flipping him over the shoulder to the side and down.
That person didnât expect Zhang Daxi to make a move, and was easily thrown to the ground by Zhang Daxi.
Zhang Daxi drew a short knife from his waist and lunged towards the man, intending to tackle him to the ground.
However, the man was not easy to deal with. He reacted when Zhang Daxi made his move, raising the axe in his hand to chop at the incoming Zhang Daxi.
An invisible wind barrier appeared around Zhang Daxi, slowing him down, like moving in water, significantly increasing movement resistance.
This was the manâs superpower, forming a wind barrier to hinder the enemyâs movement. Though not lethal, it was extremely useful as an auxiliary measure.
The battle was an instant affair, Zhang Daxiâs arm was cut with an extremely deep wound, blood gushing out, seemingly severing the bone.
"Shi Hao!"
The manâs face tightened, shouting in disbelief.
Another person hadnât even reacted before Xu Chuâs Sweatâs hand eerily pierced through his neck, his body stiffening in place, looking at Xu Chuâs Sweat with terror.
It was the gaze of looking at a monster.
Xu Chuâs Sweatâs arm, along with his palm, extended like a sharp blade, piercing through the otherâs neck.
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented pleasure, the vacancy in his life was gradually being filled, he seemed to become more complete.
In almost the blink of an eye, the person whose neck was pierced by Xu Chuâs Sweat became emaciated, blood drained, and collapsed softly to the ground.
The manâs eyelid twitched and he hurriedly retreated, creating several wind barriers in the air, blocking Xu Chuâs Sweat.
This person is a monster!
The people stationed at the exit behind also immediately noticed the situation here, and seven or eight of them immediately ran over to support.
"Letâs go, we break through."
Xu Chuâs Sweat shouted with excitement.
He felt the fulness of his body, the unprecedented strong power, a new life level far above humans.
This enveloping red mist was his power source, he seemed especially harmonious with it, like a fish to water.
He was the fish in this red mist.
The man had done his utmost to retreat, but Xu Chuâs Sweatâs speed was faster. In less than a breathâs time, he was behind him, and the wind barriers in the air seemed to be of no effect.
A red tendril pierced through the manâs chest, not bringing out any blood; the blood disappeared beside the red tendril, absorbed.
This scene completely stunned those preparing to come here to support.
Xu Chuâs Sweat showed excessively strong power.
Zhang Daxi, covering his arm, immediately followed Xu Chuâs Sweat to run out. Originally, he thought of secretly sending Xu Chuâs Sweat out, but things turned out this wayâpeople were killed, and he couldnât stay here.
"Whoosh~"
A spear turned into a black shadow, piercing through Xu Chuâs Sweatâs abdomen, pinning him to the ground.
However, Xu Chuâs Sweatâs abdomen didnât bleed, like piercing a piece of blood-drained pork, hollow and dry.
The next moment, Xu Chuâs Sweat stood up, pulled out the spear from his abdomen, threw it on the ground, and sprinted towards those people at even faster speed.
A monstrous creature with a menacing face would be frightening, but an undying monstrous creature would induce terror.
Terror often originates from the unknown, and immortality itself is an unknown.
The person who threw the spear initially relaxed seeing Xu Chuâs Sweat pinned to the ground.
But the next moment, seeing Xu Chuâs Sweat pulling out the spear like nothing happened and continuing to charge towards them, his heart leapt to his throat, and he turned to flee.
In almost an instant, another person nearby fell victim to Xu Chuâs Sweatâs hand, the body turning into a dried corpse, dying in a miserable state.
Suddenly, the sky brightened, turning a shade of orange-red, giving off a sense of warmth.
A giant fireball flew across the sky, aiming straight at Xu Chuâs Sweat.
Xu Chuâs Sweat felt the searing heat, the flames exploding not far in front of him, fire sparks dancing in the air like fireflies.
The air temperature surged dramatically, airflow rapidly swirled due to temperature changes, creating strong winds, smoke and dust flying up to the side.
Xu Chuâs Sweatâs blood-red pupils contracted, feeling discomfort from the high temperature. This fireball made him sense danger, causing his brow center to tingle.
He recalled sayings that persisted in this world, that many impure things feared fire, and there were legends of fire driving away ghosts.
Perhaps he was the so-called impure entity, a ghost or some other creature distinct from humans, like a zombie.
Qin Decang saw the tragic scene before the settlementâs exit, his anger boiling, he shouted:
"You two ungrateful ones, I saved you, sheltered you, and this is how you repay us. Ha! Mercenaries are truly mercenaries."
Flames flowed around him, gathering between his hands, dispersing the red mist in the air.
Xu Chuâs Sweat ripped off his mask, revealing a muddy face covered with throbbing red tendons; reaching this step, there was no need to hide.
He looked at Qin Decang, speaking calmly and loudly: "Captain Qin, I am very grateful to you, but some things are unavoidable. I have no choice, I want to live. Let us leave, and todayâs matters will end here."
He then whispered to Zhang Daxi: "You go first, Iâll hold him off."
No one else was at the exit.
Zhang Daxi nodded, immediately turning and running out.
Qin Decangâs face was dark, somewhat regretting not taking Su Changxingâs words seriously, sneering: "Do you think you can escape this place today? Killing and just leaving?"
With a wave of his hand, three fireballs slightly smaller than before shot towards Xu Chuâs Sweat at an even faster speed, trailing a trace of red flame.
The flames exploded around Xu Chuâs Sweat.
Xu Chuâs Sweat dodged left and right, bearing the scorch of the flames as he ran out, moving rather fast.
He had no means of ranged attack, nor could he approach and kill Qin Decang, as a large number of people were already rushing over from the settlement.
Qin Decangâs face flashed with a trace of coldness, his eyes shining with blue light, a huge superpower surging within his body, causing his coat to flutter in the wind.
Superpowers were hard to grow, but in battling with the "Tailor", he comprehended something new, escaping from "Tailorâs" hands as a result.
In an instant, the fire sparks dancing in the air gathered into a giant spark, appearing beside Xu Chuâs Sweat, shooting at him.
"Boom~"
The sudden attack struck Xu Chuâs Sweatâs back, causing an explosion.