Chapter 55: Cross-level challenges are the norm
"Hahahaha, don't run!"
The wanton and rampant laughter and the relentless figure were approaching.
It was a man with swords all over his body. On his palms, elbows, knees, and shoulders, solid blades grew out like hair. The blades were not only flexible, but also sharper than those of sophisticated weapons.
There was only one enemy they faced, but it was this enemy that severely injured and killed most of the members of the Law Enforcement Corps and the Knights in a short period of time.
“clang!”
The collision between the blade and the gun allowed Flynn to escape from Naraka's attack range with the huge recoil force, and then...
He turned and ran with Edward, who was carrying Brenda on his back.
"How long will it take for the team to arrive, Captain?!"
Flynn felt that he had really won the jackpot. Ralph and Margaret did not encounter any enemies, but the weakest team encountered the enemy.
Moreover, this enemy is at the top of the [Elite] class, and is visibly gathering [Legend] and embarking on the [Road to Heroes].
Brenda, a wizard, was attacked first, her communication magic equipment was destroyed, and her carotid artery was cut, causing blood to spurt out like a fountain.
"Captain, they are entangled. It will take at least three minutes!"
Edward carried Brenda on his back while smearing the glimmer ointment on her neck which was splattered with blood. He didn't know whether the glimmer ointment would be effective on this kind of injury, but he couldn't just watch his colleague die in front of him.
In three minutes, they faced an enemy with blades all over his body who slaughtered half of the team.
"Then the captain can collect our bodies!"
Seeing that Naraka was rushing over, Flynn raised his gun to fight back, but the next moment after contact, Flynn flew backwards at a faster speed and surpassed Edward who was carrying Brenda on his back.
The spear broke into several pieces in mid-air. At the same time, Naraka raised both hands above his head. A large sword sprang out from his palms, and he chopped down fiercely with both hands holding the sword.
Edward only felt that the god of death was chasing him from behind. His muscles tensed and then suddenly exploded, pulling the fallen Flynn and leaping to the left.
His right arm felt cold, and then Edward realized that a layer of flesh had been cut off. But before Edward could feel the pain, a blade appeared in front of him.
Edward could clearly see that the blade was only a finger's distance away from his head, and it would pierce his head in the next moment.
There is no possibility of escape as the difference in combat power between the two sides is too great.
The golden heart light body shattered after resisting the blade for three seconds. During these three seconds, Edward only did one thing, which was to throw Flynn and Brenda far away.
At least let our companions survive!
With this thought in mind, Edward burned his fighting spirit, and his whole body was ablaze with golden flames like a torch. He opened his arms and embraced Naraka, intending to use his body to clamp the enemy and buy time for the captain to arrive.
Just as the blade was about to pierce through the head, a voice that was not loud but extremely clear rang out: "Holy Light protects the body!"
The light enveloped Edward, healing his injuries while releasing powerful destructive force.
Pure holy light destroyed the material of the blade from its most fundamental form. The indestructible blade was as fragile as mud and sand in front of the holy light.
I was saved! Who was it?
Edward turned his head and saw not the figure of the head of the group, but a priest in gorgeous clothes.
"Priest Mo Cheng!?"
"I was thinking that the figure who was chopped just now looked so familiar. It turned out to be you, Knight Edward."
Mo Cheng walked past Knight Edward and had no intention of continuing the conversation. "Stay away and take away the people nearby. The noise might be a bit loud later."
Edward, realizing what was about to happen, struggled to stand up . Although Mo Cheng had just healed Edward's flesh wounds with a holy light, the sequelae of burning fighting spirit were not so easy to disappear.
"You have to be careful."
Knowing that he was just a burden at this moment, Edward took Brenda and Flynn away. He wanted to quickly meet up with the captain and let the captain come to rescue them.
Looking at Edward's running figure, Naraka did not chase him. He looked at Mo Cheng vigilantly, "Who are you?"
Instead of answering directly, Mo Cheng answered the question with a question, "Did you create that sword energy just now?"
The sword energy just now?
Naraka quickly realized what Mo Cheng was referring to and laughed, "Oh, you mean what happened just now? I'm sorry, my new power is so powerful that I couldn't stop myself."
"But..." With a malicious smile on his face, Naraka's words were filled with infinite provocation, "Did I hurt someone important to you just now? That's really a happy thing."
"My favorite thing is the screams ."
"Very good, as long as we find the real culprit." Mo Cheng half closed his eyelids, his tone calm and without any fluctuations, "Go ahead."
"say what?"
"Your last words. This will be the last thing you leave in this world."
Slowly clenching his fists, Mo Cheng made up his mind to completely smash the man in front of him to pieces to the point where he could not be buried.
“Really?” Blades grew out of Naraka’s palms and pointed them at Mo Cheng. “My name is Naraka, which means the endless hell from which there is no escape!”
As soon as the word "prison" came out, the fist and the blade made a collision sound. The blade that grew out of the flesh was much harder and sharper than steel, but the fist, which was obviously made of flesh, was able to hit the blade head-on and break it.
"Bang!"
The broken blade spun and pierced into Narakuga's shoulder. The broken blade was quickly absorbed by the flesh. Narakuga's right hand was hidden behind his back and kept clenching his fists. The previous blow gave him the feeling of using a wooden sword to chop on granite. The rebounding force not only broke the blade but also made it almost impossible for him to hold the sword in his palm.
You should know that his blade can cut even steel armor in half, and cutting a human body is as easy as sand. After using his body to accommodate "that thing" given by the mana monk, Naraka's blade has been greatly strengthened.
How could Naraka accept that the blade that he was so proud of was broken by someone's fist?
Mo Cheng looked at the blood mark on his right fist. The collision between the fist and the blade just now was not without cost. The dragon scale was cut by the blade and a wound was left.
However, thanks to the powerful recovery ability of the dragon bloodline, this wound healed in just a few breaths.
"Sixth-tier strength, suspected to be a variant of the Corpse Bone Vein, swordsmanship is barely passable."
The dragon bloodline was circulating in his body, the vitality in his blood was releasing its violence, at the same time, deep in his heart, the eyelids of the mad beast imprisoned by the chains moved slightly.
Mo Cheng raised three fingers, "Three moves."
"If you don't have a trump card, I'll knock you down in three moves."
