Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 78 Cosplayer
Cold sweat instantly soaked through Lu Mingfei's inner lining, and his heart pounded violently in his chest, making a dull thud that almost drowned out the flow of water.

This is a fucking trap!

Hans's enthusiasm, the fake mission, the perfectly timed excuse to explore the sewers... all the fragments were instantly connected!
That "thing," whether it was fake alchemical junk, a deadly "Valhalla Blood" test sample, or some other deadly contraption, was simply not in their line of sight.

It was always there! Right beside them! Throughout their supposedly clandestine operation, there was always one... or more pairs of eyes, silently watching from the darkness!

A surge of emotion, a mixture of horror, anger, and trembling, rushed to the top of his head.

This isn't a border area; if you die here, you're truly dead.

Lu Mingfei, how could you be so lax?

If the sensors are always on while driving, would this kind of thing still happen?

"On the left!!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly roared, his voice booming through the narrow passage, the echo reverberating and making the sewage tremble.

Clang——!
The ear-piercing metallic scraping sound rang out almost simultaneously, and the bronze sword hilt at Lu Mingfei's waist was instantly drawn!

In the darkness, his golden eyes shone like two lit lamps. As his dragon blood surged, the alchemical weapon named "Nightfall" hummed, and a cold, ethereal sword, like moonlight condensed or liquid mercury flowing, appeared out of thin air, its halo swirling and illuminating his resolute face.

The sword tip sliced ​​through the stench, whistling as it pierced the silent wall on the left!

"Get out here—!!!"

Wow! ! !

As if the dark space had been torn apart in an instant, the surrounding environment blurred and changed in a flash.

The murky sewage exploded upwards like an underwater bomb! A huge, twisted figure, carrying a spray of foul-smelling water and filth, shot into the sky!

Its enormous body almost filled half of the passage!

The monster's upper body was covered by a Qing Dynasty military officer's uniform that was already soaked in sewage, rotten and blackened, and the blurry square patch on the chest could be vaguely seen with a "bear" pattern.

The deformed claws clung firmly to the cement wall, as if it were a block of tofu. From the waist down, the human legs disappeared without a trace, replaced by a thick, tree-trunk-like snake tail covered in dark green scales.

Its face vaguely resembled a human, a square-faced man from Northwest China, with deep-set eyes and the golden light in its pupils flickering like a dying lamp.

Most incredibly, its lips were tightly sealed together with blackened hemp thread.

This Deadpool cosplayer, who loves Manchu culture, apparently didn't have a good life in life.

"Deadpool!"

Chu Zihang's voice was icy, and his eyes burned with golden pupils that seemed to melt gold. His right hand reached for Murasame at his waist with lightning speed, and a chilling aura already spread out.

Lu Mingfei's "Night Training" sword tip was piercing the wall, but Deadpool's outburst was faster and more powerful than he had imagined!
The Serpent's deformed claws, covered in bluish-black scales, whistled through the air as one claw reached for Lu Mingfei's thrusting sword, while the other claw ripped straight for his chest! The movements were swift and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation! Clang—!!!
The ear-piercing metallic clang was deafening! Lu Mingfei felt a tremendous force coming from the sword, and the cold, ethereal sword light of Xiaolian trembled violently, emitting a buzzing sound!
"Lower your head!"

Chu Zihang's low shout came.

Lu Mingfei immediately crouched down, the stench of the claws grazing the back of his head. The next instant, an extremely cold light burst forth from above his head!

Choking——

Murasame unsheathes!

A shrill screech of a blade echoed in the confined space, and a pale white flash of light struck precisely at the wrist joint of its right claw!

puff!

Bubbling, boiling filthy blood splattered onto the dark walls, instantly corroding them and hissing white smoke. A deformed hand, half covered in bluish-black scales, rolled into the sewage, splashing up a spray.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Mingfei's Xiaolian sword flashed upwards without the slightest hesitation, its cold light piercing the air!

puff!

The sword cut into the relatively soft part of Deadpool's lower abdomen, and thick blood gushed out like a burst dam, but was blocked by an invisible domain in front of Lu Mingfei.

Instant cast, Word of Power: Dustless Land!
Lu Mingfei stared coldly at the death servant dressed as a Qing Dynasty military officer in front of him. The wind element around him rejected all substances entering the domain, blocking out all highly corrosive blood.

A roar—!!!
The Serpent-Tailed Deadpool let out a groan of inhuman pain from its sewn-up mouth, the agony fueling its true ferocity. Its massive body twisted violently, its scaly tail, like a battering ram, sweeping towards Chu Zihang at the waist!
Chu Zihang had seen Deadpool before, but a snake-like Deadpool of such a high degree of depravity and such formidable strength was truly beyond his comprehension. So when that enormous tail arrived with a whooshing sound, its speed far exceeded his reaction time.

puff!
Chu Zihang felt as if he had been hit head-on by an out-of-control heavy truck; his internal organs were churning, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The immense force slammed him against the wall on the other side of the passage!

boom!
Chu Zihang fell heavily into the water, feeling a sharp, needle-like pain in his chest that almost suffocated him.

He knew it was because his ribs were broken, and his lungs and digestive tract were also damaged to varying degrees, causing blood to spill from his mouth. Cold sewage poured into his mouth and nose, and a feeling of suffocation mixed with excruciating pain swept over him, causing his vision to blur.

Deadpool let out a deep roar, and corrosive, foul blood gushed from the wounds on its severed wrist and lower abdomen, but the ferocity in its eyes burned even more wildly!

Its massive body writhed violently in the sewage, its fierce claws aimed directly at Chu Zihang, who lay in the water, almost powerless to resist!
Chu Zihang struggled to lift his head, his golden eyes, a molten gold, still burning brightly despite the excruciating pain and the filthy water. He saw the colossal tail crashing down, blotting out the sky; the shadow of death had never been so clear!

The instinct for survival and the sense of responsibility to protect his companions instantly overwhelmed the excruciating physical pain. A violent, primal, and forbidden power ignited deep within him, like a volcano about to erupt! A purer gold began to emerge from the depths of his pupils, his blood vessels bulged beneath his skin, and his body temperature soared—

Bloodlust! He was going to forcefully break through his critical blood limit to gain enough power to fight this monster!
"Senior brother! Don't move!!!"

Lu Mingfei's roar rang in his ears like thunder, causing the dragon blood within Chu Zihang, which was about to boil out of control, to suddenly stop! He turned his head with difficulty to look in Lu Mingfei's direction.

At that moment, Chu Zihang's pupils suddenly contracted!

(End of this chapter)