novelraw Chapter 1339 - 648_2
Chapter 1339 - 648_2
"Oh?"
Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this:
"So your plan is to invade this world?"
Li Jiajia was momentarily speechless, quickly realizing she had misspoken.
"You tricked me?!"
She said through clenched teeth, growing furious:
"How could a mere mortal like you understand the magnificent plan of the Holy Master! Since you no longer wish to live, don’t blame me for being ruthless; you must die here today!"
Fang Cheng’s expression remained indifferent, unfazed:
"Just you alone?"
After several rounds of probing, he further confirmed his suspicions.
The entity parasitizing Li Jiajia’s body likely came from that world plagued by black rain.
Additionally, from the words uttered by the sinister entity, it wasn’t difficult to discern that the other world must have some unknown connection with the current one.
"Do you think you can overpower me with mere strength?"
Seeing Fang Cheng’s contemptuous attitude, Li Jiajia was slightly enraged, sneering repeatedly.
"I’m not on the same level as the low-level cannon fodder you’ve encountered before."
As she spoke, her bones emitted a series of explosive "crackling" sounds.
Her once whites of the eyes were instantly filled with dense blackness.
Even her pupils vanished, leaving only two bottomless black holes.
At the same time, the complexion of her face and hands visibly lost all color, becoming deathly pale.
Each vein rose from beneath the skin like black snakes, stretching from her neck to her cheeks.
"Hehe—"
Li Jiajia squeezed out a bizarre laugh from her throat, the sound like a snake hissing.
Her ten fingers suddenly extended outward.
From the tips, three-inch long, razor-sharp black nails pierced through the flesh.
"You refuse the wine offered, but insist on drinking punishment!"
Her pure black eye sockets locked onto the man in front of her, venomously cursing:
"I will tear open your skin, and feast on your heart and liver as a snack!"
Fang Cheng remained with his hands in his pockets, glancing sideways.
His gaze was as calm as if he were looking at a flailing creature.
Bang!
Li Jiajia kicked her legs, leveraging the mattress’s bounce, and leapt up.
Her entire body was poised on all fours like a mutated giant spider, scaling the wall rapidly.
In an instant, she was hanging upside down from the ceiling.
A fetid wind surged within the cramped bedroom.
Li Jiajia’s figure was so fast it blurred, bouncing between the walls and ceiling, leaving trails of black shadows, encircling Fang Cheng in the center.
Suddenly, a piercing screech echoed from above.
Li Jiajia, head down and feet up, sprang down from the ceiling, using gravity.
Her ten black claws, with the wind whistling, aimed straight for Fang Cheng’s face.
But with Fang Cheng’s agility reaching 81 points,
this seemingly fierce and cunning attack slowed like a movie’s slow motion scene.
Just as those dark claws were about to reach his face, he finally raised his left hand, reaching towards the source of the gust without haste.
His five slender fingers precisely bypassed the shadow of claws, clasping Li Jiajia’s right wrist.
His thumb and index finger pinched the joint gap, and with a downward pull, the wrist flipped.
"Crack!"
Li Jiajia’s right arm joint dislocated instantly, and her rampant rush of energy was dissipated by this precise maneuver.
Casually, Fang Cheng swung his right hand, tossing her like trash.
Li Jiajia somersaulted in the air, crashing heavily back onto the mattress.
Crunch—
The entire bed frame shuddered violently, nearly falling apart.
As soon as Li Jiajia touched the bed, she sprang up as if loaded with springs.
Her throat letting out a beast-like roar, undeterred, she attacked again.
It was as if her dislocated right arm was still intact, feeling no pain at all.
This time, she lowered her center of gravity, sliding swiftly along the ground, her clawed hands whipping up currents of energy, aiming straight for Fang Cheng’s legs and lower body.
Fang Cheng stood still without moving a step.
As those ghostly claws were about to touch his pant leg, his right hand swiftly lowered.
The palm precisely struck the outer elbow joint of Li Jiajia’s left arm.
The force was light, yet exactly cut off her power source.
Immediately, Fang Cheng turned his hand, hooking her neck.
Using her forward momentum to draw a circular arc in the air, he slammed her onto the bed again.
Bang!
Gray dust rose from the sheets.
After being controlled and thrown back twice, Li Jiajia utterly fell into madness.
Her mouth spewed foul-smelling black liquid, recklessly leaping from the bed, wildly swinging her arms.
Like a raving lunatic, she clawed at Fang Cheng’s head.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly, tilting his head to avoid the splattered black water.
Then he shifted sideways, stepping forward with his right leg, anchoring Li Jiajia’s center of balance.
His left hand slipped between her indiscreet swinging arms, precisely gripping a main nerve at the nape of her neck.
His fingers gently closed.
Li Jiajia’s strength seemed drained instantly, her body collapsing.
Fang Cheng shook his wrist, throwing her onto the almost breaking single bed for the third time.
The bedroom fell silent for a moment.
"Huff—huff—"
Li Jiajia lay on the sheet, gasping for air.
In her pure black eyes, an undeniable shock finally emerged.
She stared intently at the man by the bed.
Fang Cheng stood calmly in place, not even disrupting his breathing rhythm.
The most terrifying thing was, from beginning to end, the man’s right hand remained steadily in his pocket.