Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 131: Frenzied Slaughter (Part 3)

All across Anshan City, the Black Blood Species froze, their faces twisting with greed.

Some Black Blood Species that had been in the middle of feeding now found the bloody meal in their mouths bland and tasteless.

It was like a starving man finding a bowl of plain rice to fill his stomach, only to be presented with a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast. In comparison, the rice became as difficult to swallow as stones.

...

Inside a shopping mall, window panes were shattered, littering the floor.

Cowering in a corner deep inside was a group of terrified ordinary people.

They didn’t know what had happened. They had only heard screams from within the gray fog, followed by silence.

Survival instinct had driven them to huddle together, but they were unaware that two figures stood just a few dozen meters away.

One was a skinny man holding a long saber; the other was short and stout, carrying a long rod on his back.

The Blood Slave that had been preying on the ordinary people was already decapitated.

"Hiss... Who is that? To have such terrifying Qi and Blood?"

the skinny, worried-looking man asked, his voice full of shock.

"I’m not sure. But from what I know, the only ones in the Shexin Sect with that kind of power are probably Helinta and Han Yuan,"

the short, stout man replied.

The two were Martial Arts Practitioners from the Sealed Wolf Sect. They had come this time for a mission with a hefty reward, hoping to earn some points, but they had never expected to run into a situation like this.

Faced with the sudden city-enveloping fog, they were momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Forget it. Whatever’s happening, let’s find a place to hide first,"

the stout man added.

"The mission isn’t as important as our lives."

Hearing this, the skinny man didn’t object.

On their journey of just a few kilometers, they had already encountered nearly ten instances of Blood Slaves attacking ordinary people.

Although these Blood Slaves weren’t very strong and were easy enough to deal with, their appearances were too frequent.

Not to mention, they had also run into a Lower-Rank Black Blood Species earlier. Luckily, it probably saw there were two of them and didn’t approach.

For their part, the two hadn’t gone looking for a fight either.

They simply watched it leave.

The danger level of this mission was too high; it wasn’t something they could handle on their own.

There were quite a few Secret Martial Artists like them.

Besides attracting the attention of the Black Blood Species, Hu Qi’s actions had also caught the notice of Martial Arts Practitioners who were relatively close by in Anshan City.

Although the Martial Arts Practitioners’ senses were hindered in the gray fog, they were still far superior to those of ordinary people.

Coupled with the huge commotion Hu Qi was making, it was impossible for him not to be noticed.

However, after their initial surprise, their expressions all turned strange, as if they were looking at a dead man.

Since the gray fog had shrouded Anshan City,

no one knew the number of Black Blood Species now within it.

But the number was definitely staggering.

For these creatures, Anshan City had become a paradise for the Black Blood Species.

Unless one was a Qi Dao Grandmaster, no matter how strong they were, they would only end up as a meal for the Black Blood Species under the siege of so many, devoured without a trace.

Although they didn’t know who this person was or why he was doing it, it was undoubtedly a good thing for them.

A Martial Arts Practitioner’s strength was comparable to a Lower-Rank Black Blood Species of the same level. However, if they couldn’t land an immediate kill, the creature’s powerful Recovery Power made it very difficult to defeat them, to say nothing of the dense gray fog getting in the way.

In a one-on-one fight, a Martial Arts Practitioner of the same level wasn’t even guaranteed to come out on top.

Now that those creatures were being drawn away by that person, the danger to people like them would undoubtedly be much lower. It was a good thing for them and for the ordinary people of Anshan City.

The two paid no mind to the trembling group of ordinary people. Having saved their lives once was already the extent of their charity.

It was impossible to act as their nannies forever. Doing so would make them a bigger target, far less safe than the two of them finding a place to hide on their own.

However, just as they stepped out of the mall, a footstep suddenly echoed from the fog ahead.

One second the footstep was a hundred meters away; the next, it was less than a dozen meters from them.

When a Martial Arts Practitioner opened their Essence Element Divine Treasure, their Life Level would undergo a metamorphosis, and their eyesight would reach a terrifying level.

In conditions where an ordinary person couldn’t see their own hand in front of their face, they could still see clearly within a dozen meters.

"Be careful!"

As friends of many years, the two exchanged a look.

Their expressions grew solemn, and they tightened their grip on their weapons.

The next moment, a slender figure appeared in their line of sight.

Blonde hair, red eyes, a cold and detached face, and a red long saber on her back. Who could it be but Helinta?

Seeing her, the two immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile spread across the skinny man’s face, and he was about to step forward and say something.

But the next moment...

"Look out! Get back!"

His companion’s shout from behind made his heart clench.

Before he could even react, he saw a brilliant Sword Light descend upon him.

The Sword Light was too fast. He had just managed to shift back half a step before his body froze in place.

PFFT!

A second later, a red line appeared across his body, and he was split in two.

He fell apart on the spot, splattering crimson blood and viscera all over the walls and ground.

His body collapsed to the ground, deader than dead.

Behind him, the stout man’s face was deathly pale. He stiffly wiped the blood from his face.

The warm, sticky bodily tissues in his hand snapped him back to his senses, and his soul nearly fled his body in terror.

Although they were both Martial Arts Practitioners, their strength had only just reached the Qi Blood Smoke Realm. They often sparred, and their skills were more or less equal.

’She killed my partner in a single strike. Maybe the element of surprise was a factor.’

’But it’s still more than enough to prove how powerful she is.’

At this thought,

he prepared to turn and flee.

’As long as I report what happened here to the Sealed Wolf Sect...’

’...she will definitely pay a terrible price.’

But he hadn’t gotten far.

In the next instant, a sharp Sword Light slashed out, blocking his escape.

Even though he was prepared, a gash was still torn into his body.

"Helinta, you bitch! You’re courting death!"

Even a clay figure has a bit of a temper, let alone a Martial Arts Practitioner who had broken the limits of the human body and become truly inhuman.

Watching Helinta slowly approach, killing intent churned within him.

He swung the iron rod in his hand, and Qi Blood True Strength erupted from his body.

With eyes wide in fury, his figure shot forward like a cheetah, the iron rod carving a vicious arc through the air.

Yet in the face of this, Helinta’s expression remained cold and detached, completely unmoved.

When the man was close enough, she suddenly moved.

The saber in her hand swung out at an incredible speed and angle, like a bolt of red lightning tearing through the air.

With a soft PFFT...

...the stout man who had been charging forward was decapitated, a neat slice appearing across his neck.

His head flew into the air as blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, blooming into a piercing crimson in the gray fog.

His body, carried by inertia, brushed past Helinta and slammed into a utility pole at the side. The iron rod, forged from refined iron, had at some point been broken in two in his hands.