Calamity Messenger

Chapter 193 - 152: Forcibly Slaying a Third-Tier Profession

Secret Technique: Flow, is a very intriguing secret technique. It scarcely enhances lethality, but its activation consumes a large amount of Qi Blood and also harms oneself, hence most Military Town Messengers do not learn it. Pharmacist’s Wish is an extremely rare exception.

Because the imaginary enemy for Military Town Messengers is demons, which do not evade, the feints of Flow mean nothing to them.

However, in battles among messengers, Flow possesses tactical value beyond imagination.

A successful strategic deception can become an opportunity to turn the tide.

Zhong Ji had originally prepared this trump card for Prajna. The combination of Flow with his Blood Phantom allows him to remain unaffected by the rain during a storm. If he deceives Prajna at a critical moment, the psychological impact could even collapse the followers of the Prajna Sect.

Unless everyone is killed, Prajna will eventually receive the news, rendering this stratagem ineffective. But for the Legendary Gloves, this sacrifice is entirely acceptable.

This is the trump card against the Great Guardian Bodhi. To prove my mastery with your life, you can die without regrets!

Zhong Ji held nothing back anymore, his Qi Blood boiling as it circulated, and the Hundred Refinement Demon Claw wrapped in black light, its power already activated! Like a ravenous wolf, he let out a piercing howl, his hands transforming into a deadly blur aiming at the Rabbit Heroine!

The Rabbit Heroine dodged left and right, managing narrowly to evade his assault each time. Ten seconds passed quickly, and Zhong Ji showed no concern, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

His Third-Turned Profession is the rare Blood Claw Messenger, embodying two simple yet brutal traits:

The more he attacks, the faster his attack speed becomes.

The faster his attack speed, the higher his attack resilience.

After fifty consecutive attacks, his speed reaches its peak, and even the Third-Turn Demon King cannot disrupt his assault. Coupled with the slowing effect of the Hundred Refinement Demon Claw, he had even once butchered a Third-Turn Messenger alive, leaving them unable to escape. In less than a cup of tea’s time, nothing was left but bare bones!

And now, nearing his speed limit, nothing the opponent does can interrupt him. If they are hit even once, it transitions into a true storm, with the opponent helplessly battered like a pitiful doll!

Clang!

With a sharp metallic clash, Zhong Ji’s assault came to a halt. He saw his right hand being deflected, the pain from the backlash further fueling his murderous intent.

He cannot stop!

With great effort, he reached for the young girl’s throat with his left hand, but she smiled faintly and deflected once more with her sword.

Clang!

"I’ve seen through you, Mister," she said, wearing a bored expression. "Without more tricks, it’s time for you to die."

Seen through me?

I am a Third-Turn Messenger, one of the top five of Shu Dao Mountain, Blood Steward Zhong Ji!

Just a simple-minded brat like you dares say you’ve seen through me!?

The blood light on the girl’s body nearly overwhelmed Zhong Ji’s field of vision, filled with hostility, malice, and murderous intent. It was unbearably eye-catching, maddening!

If his previous roar was to harness power, Zhong Ji now bellowed like a beast, the solitary thought in his mind — to tear the enemy in front of him to shreds!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

It was like iron being struck beside him, the endless clanging drove Zhong Ji to irritation, which he could only vent through relentless aggression. He couldn’t believe the opponent could keep blocking; he just needed to catch her once, just once—

Suddenly, a sharp and tragic shattering sound echoed from his hands, bringing Zhong Ji out of his blood rage.

He saw his long-companioned Hundred Refinement Demon Claw shattered into pieces, his heart seeming to break similarly; the black light swiftly dissipated, restoring the cold steel sheen, and his frenzied rage waned, sanity resuming.

The Hundred Refinement Demon Claw, shattered.

His Demonic Path Token, destroyed!

The longsword, glowing with blue starlight, aimed at his throat. Zhong Ji instinctively dodged and countered with a claw, but now lacking the Hundred Refinement Demon Claw, his bare claw strike couldn’t breach the token’s defense.

Yet the girl still leaped to evade.

Zhong Ji immediately realized he had blundered...perhaps from the very start...but this mistake might cost him his life.

Heavy Rain Time!

At the moment the girl evaded into Heavy Rain Time, Zhong Ji also didn’t hesitate to initiate Blood Phantom for retreat, but he hadn’t even moved a step when he hit a solid rock with his back. Not just his back, he then realized he was surrounded by cliffs and precipices...the only path was forward, through the storm of blades and swords.

In his blood-rage loss of reason, the opponent had cornered him step by step into this narrow pocket, leaving no way out but to face the meticulously prepared killing move!

Never had starlight been so clear, and sword light so dazzling. In a flash, Zhong Ji realized he’d been struck at least ten times, yet he noticed his token defense remained inactive. His battlefield experience immediately guessed the truth—it was a delayed explosion token!

Before she continued her attack, he unhesitatingly stamped his left foot on the cliff, right foot on a stone, and in mere three steps, leaped from the ground to the top of the stone!

The Rabbit Heroine below, mouth agape, watched Zhong Ji flee.

She couldn’t replicate his leaping ability, as the game simply didn’t provide such actions!

At this moment, the Rabbit Heroine felt her collar lifted from behind. Turning, she found it was Pharmacist’s Wish. She held Rabbit Heroine like a cat and, with all her might, flung her like a cannonball over the stone.

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Even the Rabbit Heroine found it strange, and Pharmacist’s Wish felt odd herself. She had thrown many things, but this was the first time she threw a little girl.

After throwing her out, Pharmacist’s Wish intended to immediately follow, but then she heard scattered footsteps behind her. She turned and saw that the Demonic Messengers were closing in with ill intentions.

Did they think they could deal with me because the Rabbit Heroine isn’t around?

Pharmacist’s Wish was both amused and annoyed. Since becoming a Third-Turn Messenger, this was the first time she’d been underestimated like this.

"Very well." Pharmacist’s Wish twirled the Soul-Breaking Spear, walking straight toward the Demonic Messengers, gradually picking up speed until it became a charge: "I should take some heads... otherwise, I’ll be embarrassed to meet my sister."

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Run!

Zhong Ji stumbled as he ran toward the mountain stronghold, blood streaming from all seven orifices, his expression terrified. His hands hung limply at his sides as blood continuously flowed from his sleeves, like two swinging willow branches.

Fortunately, his defensive token was the Heart-Protecting Mirror from the Liang Kingdom, barely withstanding the Rabbit Heroine’s Heavy Rain Starfall. But then the monster followed, forcing him to use Blood Phantom to escape once more.

Then Zhong Ji realized something horrifying: both his Qi Blood and Spiritual Power were completely depleted.

Blood Phantom was always a highly consuming finishing move, requiring Secret Technique, the acceleration power of the Rare Boots, and the insight power of the Rare Jade Pendant. That was the only way he could maintain ghostly speed, bypass obstacles, and accurately kill enemies.

He knew this weakness, but he always managed to kill his enemies or escape before this point... no one had ever pushed him to such a desperate state.

What’s more, after escaping, Zhong Ji discovered that his arms had been fractured from the recoil, muscles torn. Even the jostling while running sent unbearable pain searing through his head, making him unable to retrieve the Spiritual Jade to replenish his Spiritual Power, nor could he restore the Heart-Protecting Mirror’s layers.

"My big brother is a Blood Phase Bell Skill master, you can’t kill me!" he yelled as he ran: "If you kill me, my big brother will hunt you to the ends of the earth. Anyone connected to you will die!"

"Then I must root out the problem entirely. If you live, you’ll definitely incite your brother for revenge every day." The Rabbit Heroine continued to cut from behind, nonchalantly saying: "It’s better to deal with one Third-Turn Messenger than two, don’t you agree?"

"No, no, I won’t take revenge, I admit my mistake, I won’t dare again. In the future, when I see you, Zhong Ji will surely keep my distance! I’ll speak well of you in front of my big brother, and the Blood Phase Sect will be your friend!" Zhong Ji didn’t even dodge, single-mindedly putting all his effort into escaping to the stronghold, his words sincere at this moment. He was truly scared of the Rabbit Heroine... but retaliation was certain in the future, for once a wolf heals, it becomes vicious again, as beasts always do.

"Is that so? I don’t believe you." The Rabbit Heroine laughed, her tone carrying a teasing note, like a cat playing with a mouse.

As another layer of the Heart-Protecting Mirror shattered, Zhong Ji finally saw the gatekeepers of the stronghold, shouting, "I’m Zhong Ji! Someone’s attacking the stronghold, quickly call my big brother Blood Phase, hurry! No, you guys come help block her!"

The gatekeepers were quick-witted; they didn’t move at the first command, but at the call for help, they both ran into the stronghold. Zhong Ji, inwardly hating them, thought to himself that he’d flay them alive someday.

"My big brother is coming, aren’t you running?" With the stronghold not far away, Zhong Ji’s courage returned, he said angrily: "You don’t think defeating me means you can defeat my big brother, do you? The Great Guardian Bodhi is also a Heavy Rain Messenger, yet he can only compete on equal terms with my big brother!"

"Oh." The Rabbit Heroine’s tone was calm: "Then uncle, you should be enticing me to follow, why chase me away? You’re guilty."

A hit where it hurt.

Though Zhong Ji believed in his elder brother Blood Phase’s strength, the young girl pursuing him had already terrified him to the core. Moreover, she hadn’t shown a bit of fear, surely retaining a hidden trump card. Zhong Ji just wanted to live, even revenge could wait for another day.

In the past, this mountain road was covered in an instant, effortlessly, but today, it felt endless and exhausting. He felt as if he was dragging his body up the slope. Nearing the stronghold gate, Zhong Ji’s Heart-Protecting Mirror shattered again... but he survived.

Because he heard the most familiar voice!

"Third brother!"

With a thundering roar from within the stronghold, a figure dressed in a Vermilion and Purple Robe blazed across the front courtyard like a phantom, quite a distance away, shot a foul-smelling Blood Arrow: "Whoever harmed my third brother, die!"

Seeing this, Zhong Ji felt his skin crawl, as if the Blood Arrow was aimed at him... but he would have preferred it be aimed at him! He used all his might to resist the Blood Arrow, but he was too exhausted, any slight movement sent excruciating pain through both his arms. Thus, he couldn’t stop the Blood Arrow, only watch helplessly as it passed by him.

Looking along the path of the Blood Arrow, he saw the young girl’s smiling face, her mouth curling into a mocking smile, like a child ridiculing an adult’s foolishness.

Heavy Rain Time, activate.

This time, Zhong Ji couldn’t count how many swords she stabbed. He staggered into the stronghold, hearing her shout behind him: "I’m giving uncle ten seconds to say his last words, no need to thank me; it’s just in a heroine’s nature to help others!"

"Third brother!" Blood Phase rushed over to hold him, seeing his nearly crippled hands, his expression darkened like an angry Buddha: "Don’t be afraid, big brother is here, I will definitely—"

"Big brother, big brother!" Zhong Ji sobbed uncontrollably, speaking through choked sobs: "Don’t let Fu’Er end up like us, let Fu’Er go to the military town, to be a, a common—"

Snap!

Twenty-plus sword marks erupted simultaneously, the Heart-Protecting Mirror shattered in an instant, turning Zhong Ji into a tattered blood bag. Blood flowed from his wounds, quickly forming a dark red pool on the ground, an unselfish noble end for someone who lived selfishly and cruelly.

Blood Steward Zhong Ji, deceased.

Blood Phase held his brother’s unrecognizable body, placing him gently on the ground after a moment, as if afraid to disturb his rest.

The Rabbit Heroine remained silent throughout the process, only asking when Blood Phase looked over: "Is Fu’Er his son?"

"He’s my son."

"Then you brothers have quite a good relationship."

"Yes," Blood Phase said.