novelraw Chapter 604 - 272: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 7)
Chapter 604 - 272: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 7)
The entire person was like a blood-red arrow released from a bowstring.
With a speed even faster than when escaping the Gluttonous Stomach before...
Without looking back, heading towards the other end of the Ice Valley, deep into the northern, colder ice glacier...
Desperately fleeing!!!
Ran away?!
Just like that...ran away?!
In Fang Qingyu’s golden eyes, there was an extremely evident astonishment.
It seems that Jiang Taixuan’s body has been occupied by the Taotie, given the Taotie’s character and with the support of the Destiny Ghost Army...
It actually ran away!?
Do I look...that terrifying?!
A sense of absurdity surged in Fang Qingyu’s heart.
But immediately, he shook his head.
Today, be it Jiang Taixuan or some Taotie greedy entity...
They must die!!!
Thoughts flashed like lightning.
Fang Qingyu no longer paid attention to the temporarily chaotic Destiny Ghost Army at the entrance of the Ice Valley.
The Dark Gold Divine Thunder underfoot roared explosively once more!
His figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt tearing through the snowstorm, fiercely pursuing Jiang Taixuan’s desperate escape direction.
One person can be an army.
Where the divine thunder goes, all evil retreats.
...
At the same time, as thunder and bloodlight clashed in the Ice Valley.
On a relatively open ice plain hundreds of kilometers away from here.
Another desperate escape was reaching a critical moment of life and death.
"Faster! A bit faster!!"
"Keep up! Don’t fall behind!!"
"In the back! Stimulate your Qi Blood! Hold on!!"
The hoarse shouting seemed fragmented amidst the violent winds.
Over a hundred haggard figures were desperately running at the bottom of a relatively wide ice canyon crevice against the raging snowstorm.
It was Wei Banmeng, Shikong, Liu Hanyan, and others, as well as dozens of grandmasters who fortunately crawled out of the Gluttonous Stomach, along with a few surviving members of Deep Blue Heavy Industries.
Wei Banmeng was charging ahead, his pale face cold and bloodless, with lips purple from the cold.
Yet the strap on his back firmly secured the unconscious Jiang Wei.
The small body clung tightly to his back, the weak heartbeat permeating through the heavy cold-resistant outfit.
Chu Kuanglan followed closely, with the unconscious Lu Jiuyuan carried on his back as well.
Shikong and Liu Hanyan were at the back of the team, like two moving gates.
Shikong tore off the bothersome wig, the bald head covered with ice flakes; although the Buddha Staff in his hand emitted a dim golden light, it still radiated a peaceful and resilient aura, each wave dispersing a sprinkling of golden light to ward off the chilling cold, barely stabilizing the somewhat unraveled morale at the back.
"Hold on!!"
Shikong’s voice forcefully overwhelmed the wind, reaching every panicked ear.
"To the north! Only north! Returning the way we came is a dead end! The Deep Blue brothers have already sent out the highest level rescue signal! The nearest beacon must have sent elite reinforcements! Hang on!! As long as we meet up with the reinforcements..."
"Reinforcements?! Where are the reinforcements!!"
In the middle of the team, a grandmaster’s face was filled with despair, his voice on the verge of sobbing, "Behind! Those damn ghostly things have caught up!!"
As if to attest to his words.
Awooooo—!!!
The howl of the Life Ghosts once again pierced through the snowstorm, slamming heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Then followed by an even more intense tremor of the ground.
Rumble rumble rumble—!!!
Everyone looked back in horror.
At the entrance direction of the ice canyon crevice they had just escaped from...
A grey-black tide!
Like a river of death breaching its banks, carrying a terrifying momentum crushing everything, madly surged into the crevice!
Leading the charge at the front were over a hundred Destiny Ghosts, like enlarged hyenas, their bodies streaming with corrosive slime.
On all fours, they flew across the ice, their ghostly green pupils locking tightly onto the fleeing crowds ahead, emitting a greedy and hurried "snarl" sound!
The distance to the team’s tail...was less than three hundred meters.
Despair, like an icy tide, instantly engulfed everyone.
Once caught up.
The endless Destiny Ghost Army at the back would eventually swallow them whole.
That old technician from Deep Blue Heavy Industries wore a deathly pale face, his lips quivering, gut churning with regret.
If he’d known earlier...
He wouldn’t have followed that damn meatball out to monitor, even if it killed him.
"Kill, kill, kill!!!"
At this critical juncture!
Liu Hanyan’s voice, as cold as ice, pierced through despair like a sharp sword.
She abruptly stopped running, turned around!
The golden sword in her hand erupted in an unprecedented splendor of starlight.
Shikong stepped forward almost simultaneously, standing shoulder to shoulder with Liu Hanyan.
The Buddha Staff in his hand struck the ground heavily!
"Om!"
A Buddhist True Word rang out like a grand bell, reverberating with the great power to dispel evil and shatter delusion.
"If you don’t want to die, move!!"
At the brink of life and death, the instinct to survive overcame fear and selfishness.
Coupled with the reputation and strength of Shikong and Liu Hanyan as Hidden Dragon paragons, it was on full display.
The chaotic team found their center.
The previously panicked grandmasters, like grabbing a lifeline, instinctively followed orders.
Everyone gritted their teeth and charged to the front, Qi Blood surging, forming a thin yet steadfast line of defense.
Members of Shikong’s team and Liu Hanyan’s team were interspersed at critical points of the defense line, ready to pounce on incoming Destiny Ghosts at any moment!
A hastily formed yet resolute defense line quickly took shape in the ice canyon crevice.
"Roar!!!"
The Bone-Eating Dogs at the front had already lunged forward.
The foul-smelling slime sprayed like a downpour.
The battle...
Instantly erupted in the narrow ice canyon crevice.
Blood splattered onto the pale ice walls, freezing instantly into eye-catching crimson ice flowers.
The Destiny Ghosts rushing in the early stages were merely a phase of delivering food to them.
After all, they were all Tier Two grandmasters.
Their combat power was terrifying.
But it couldn’t withstand...the number of Tier Twos in the Destiny Ghost Army was not any less than theirs, maybe even more!!