What do you mean, a trial meant for me?
Looking at the yellow-masked “Shining Yellow” before her, she couldn't help but feel that this person didn't match the image of the Masked Hermit Society she had in her mind.
Still, for him to remain so calm and composed in a situation like this, he must truly possess some incredible backing.
“A trial?...”
“Yes.” He Jinfan stood up, putting on his grand, theatrical tone once more.
“You must believe that a hellish experience is only meant to help you cross the threshold...”
Wan Qianhong had no time to listen to this eccentric man's nonsense. She focused all her energy back on controlling her Word Soul.
In the midst of the chaotic battle, Zhulong stared at the yellow figure, his brow furrowed into a deep frown.
What on earth is this guy doing?
This “Shining Yellow” hadn't made a single serious move.
Aside from unleashing that incredibly powerful aura at the very beginning, he had been completely slacking off.
That woman actually dared to resist the power of the Mother Goddess. What absolute blasphemy!
Logically, she should have been bloated to death by the backlash of that power long ago. Yet that Shining Yellow was acting like he had all the time in the world, occasionally popping a golden pill into her mouth.
What an arrogant, brain-damaged lunatic...
However, because of a lingering, reluctant dread of the Masked Hermit Society, Zhulong chose not to provoke He Jinfan for the time being.
If he wants to slack off, let him slack off!
For now, the most urgent matter was to get the current situation under control.
On the battlefield, lightning and fire intertwined. The ones actually trading blows with Zhulong were Hong Jiu and Xie Jin, the two most short-tempered men present.
They didn't want to waste time on the surrounding aberrations; their sole focus was to find a way to take down the mastermind himself.
Flames surged and electric arcs crackled. Although the two had never cooperated before, they managed to display a surprising level of synergy.
Yet, even though Zhulong didn't seem to have reached the Prophet level, he handled the two of them with ease.
Zhulong's state was incredibly bizarre. His defense was immense, his body was unbelievably tough, and he possessed a terrifying rate of regeneration.
Whenever a flaming fist or a bolt of lightning struck him dead-on, tearing away chunks of flesh and blood, his wounds would instantly regenerate to their original state!
On top of that, his stamina was limitless, and he felt no pain.
Meanwhile, everyone else had their own battles to fight.
Most of the Dawn City Edgerunners who had come as reinforcements were busy protecting the students and fighting off the aberrations.
Those heavily tattooed beastkin were incredibly formidable opponents. Even experienced Rank 5 Scavengers found them hard to handle.
Xiao Xinghan channeled his Word Soul, causing sharp earthen spikes to continuously erupt from the ground, impaling the merging aberrations and leaving them riddled with holes.
He fought with extreme stability, being the only one on the field focused on this task. The goat-head relief on his shoulder glowed with a constant, dull yellow light.
Cautious, precise, and meticulous.
He needed to maximize their chances, ensuring that these aberrations wouldn't merge into some uncontrollable monster.
However, judging by the current state of affairs, Zhulong was still far from playing his trump card. The situation on the field was highly unfavorable.
Furthermore, he had run into something today that he couldn't quite wrap his head around...
That woman named Bai Feifei was leaping and darting around in the distance, thoroughly enjoying her killing spree.
Her combat instincts were highly commendable, but there was something incredibly odd about her.
Every time he impaled an Assemble-a-Monster and left it on the verge of death, a dark shadow would dart out from the side, as if she had been waiting for that exact moment.
With a flash of sword-light, the aberration would instantly go limp.
Then, the dark shadow would dart away again, heading for the next target...
Xu Mo was indeed having a blast right now.
With his current strength, it would take quite some effort to kill these Assemble-a-Monsters one by one.
Moreover, there were too many aberrations. He couldn't afford to get bogged down; it would be a major headache if he got swarmed by the horde.
But stealing Xiao Xinghan's kills was a completely different story.
Every strike was a simple execution. Guided by the Weakness Detection of the Killing Machine, he would land the killing blow and immediately move on.
Furthermore, Xiao Xinghan was incredibly fast and precise, specifically targeting the larger aberrations.
In other words, everything served to him was high-value EXP.
Back in the game, he had always found Xiao Xinghan a bit annoying, but now, the man looked incredibly pleasing to the eye!
Xiao Xinghan is actually a generous guy after all!
Bai Feifei remained silent in his mind for a long time before speaking up with a hint of embarrassment:
“...Is this really okay?”
“With the current situation, doing this doesn't seem to be of much help.”
“What's wrong with it?” Xu Mo replied righteously. “I'm helping him make sure the monsters are completely dead. It saves him the effort, and I get the EXP.”
“And how is it not helpful? It's helping us level up, so it's absolutely meaningful!”
While Xu Mo was happily racking up kills, Xiao Xinghan, watching her actions from afar, managed to convince himself of a logical explanation.
Any aberration that “Bai Feifei” landed the final blow on never got back up. They died swiftly and permanently.
Is her judgment of the aberrations' weaknesses really that precise?
Her movements are incredibly fast, and every single strike pierces their most vital spots.
Xiao Xinghan's brow relaxed.
This person must be ensuring that these aberrations are completely dead to prevent any future trouble.
She's quite a rigorous individual. Still, does she not know that these aberrations can sometimes move even after dying?
Whatever.
Taking a brief moment, he cast an approving glance toward the figure still weaving through the aberration horde and gave a slight nod.
Xu Mo caught his eye and laughed in Bai Feifei's mind:
“See that?”
“He's even thanking us.”
“This is a win-win!”
By which he meant he won twice.
Bai Feifei: “...”
...
Elsewhere, the students from the various academies had also clashed with the aberrations.
In this cramped space, the battlefield had transformed into a meat grinder, with blood and severed limbs flying everywhere.
Only now did everyone realize that being gathered here was like being trapped like rats in a cage by the aberration horde. They couldn't escape, nor could they fight their way out.
Most of the students were already reaching their limits. It wasn't just a matter of being unable to win; the mental trauma alone was enough to drive them insane.
In contrast, the performance of the Qingping Academy students stood out exceptionally well.
At the very least, they had already witnessed this hellish scene multiple times in the simulated illusions Bai Feifei had subjected them to.
Someone forced out a bitter laugh through gritted teeth:
“Hehe... We really have to thank Teacher Bai for torturing us back then.”
Hearing this, Ye Yu's mouth twitched, too exhausted to say anything in response.
Right then, Tian Guannan squeezed out from the back of the crowd at some point.
He stood there, glancing at the students dead and injured all around him, a strange expression on his face.
It was a mix of terror, doubt, and a trace of panicked anxiety.
This isn't right... If this keeps up, we're really all going to die here!
Then, he looked at Zhulong and shouted at the top of his lungs:
“Mr... Mr. Zhulong, this is about enough, isn't it?”
Despite being an Edgerunner, his expression at this moment actually carried a hint of obsequiousness.
“We had an agreement beforehand! This was only for an experiment. You wouldn't actually kill us, right?”
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