Godslayer: The different abilities represented by the twelve two-hour periods of the day

Baili Pangpang watched as the short man rushed towards him at top speed, swinging his fist, which looked like a small potato, at him.

Don't be fooled by the fact that his fist isn't as big as a sandbag; the force it carries and the sound it makes as it cuts through the air are enough to prove its immense power.

"Holy crap!" Baili Pangpang exclaimed instinctively, and the Yao Guang on his body unfolded a barrier to protect him.

boom!

With a muffled thud, cracks appeared on the Yao Guang Shield. Then, he delivered a whip kick to the Yao Guang Shield, sending Baili Pangpang flying. The Yao Guang Shield on his body shattered as a result.

"Damn, that's intense!" Baili Pangpang asked Cao Yuan behind him while seemingly rummaging through his bath towel.

"I can't hold on much longer, aren't you going to come and help me?"

The only response to Baili Pangpang was a series of low growls; at this point, Cao Yuan had entered a state of complete ruthlessness, no longer recognizing even his own family.

"...Don't bother helping me, I'm afraid you'll cut me down too..."

"What the hell is this thing?!" The three-sword man was startled by the murderous aura emanating from Cao Yuan and broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that the sword emitting black flames was about to slash at him, he could only raise his own blade and clash with Cao Yuan's sword.

Sizzle---!!

A sharp scraping sound rang out. The three-sword man couldn't withstand the immense force emanating from the blades, and the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch. Immediately afterward, Madman Cao Yuan swung his blade again, accompanied by Madman Cao Yuan's arrogant and ferocious laughter. The three-sword man couldn't catch this blow and his body flew backward.

After landing, he rolled a few times and quickly stood up again. Blood rushed from his chest into his throat, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"This is a fucking monster!" the three-sword man exclaimed in terror, his eyes fixed on a tall building in the distance. He roared into the distance, "If we don't act now, I'm going to be a goner!"

The tall building he was looking at was the very place where Lin Shi had just dealt with the female archer.

But... all that answered him was silence; no arrow shot towards him as he had imagined.

The man with the three swords now had a gloomy expression on his face. He knew that the other man would never abandon his teammates; something must have happened that prevented him from being there.

At this moment, Lin Shi had already appeared behind the short man through the shadow, raised the Star Blade, and was about to slash off his head.

Baili Pangpang, who had been sent flying by the short man's shattered shield, looked at Lin Shi, who had appeared behind the short man at some point, and his eyes were filled with surprise. He couldn't help but shout loudly, "Lin Shi, it was him... who bullied me!" He pointed at the short man.

Upon hearing this, the short man felt a surge of unease, as if death itself was staring at his neck, and cold sweat poured down his back.

Lin Shi swung his blade... but the Star Blade remained firmly lodged in the short man's neck, failing to decapitate him...

"Holy crap! That's so hard!" Lin Shi couldn't help but curse. The blow he just received felt like hitting a steel plate, and his hand was still a little numb from the shock.

At this moment, the short man also realized that the enemy was right behind him. He knew that he only had a few minutes to live with this kind of injury, so he suppressed all the strength in his muscles, gathered it in his fist, and unleashed the most terrifying punch in history, blasting backward.

The terrifying fist sliced ​​through the air with a slight popping sound. Lin Shi felt the terror of the punch and dared not take it head-on. He released the Star Blade in his hand and fled into the distance.

In the eyes of the short man, his most terrifying punch ever was about to land on the attacker and kill him.

The wish was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.

Even though he could clearly see that his fist had struck the other person, the sensation in his hand was that he had only hit air, without any feeling of hitting an object.

This is... an afterimage, isn't it? The short man's face was filled with regret as he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a pool of blood, his body returning to its tall and robust form.

Lin Shi returned to the man, who had regained his tall and robust physique, and easily pulled the Star Blade from his neck.

"That scared me to death!" Lin Shi wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. This was the first time he had ever been stuck while trying to decapitate someone with the Star Blade.

Baili Pangpang felt a surge of exhilaration, as if he had traded his life for another's. He quickly said, "Lin Shi, there's another one fighting Cao Yuan... Go... go... provide... support..."

As Baili Pangpang spoke, he turned to look in Cao Yuan's direction and saw that the mad Cao Yuan had already nailed the three-sword man to the ground and was whipping his corpse...

With a ferocious smile on his face, he dismembered him, blood splattering on his face. He was definitely a deranged serial killer.

This scene stunned Baili Pangpang, who was about to call Lin Shi to support Cao Yuan. It was as if we were the villains.

The madman Cao Yuan was oblivious to what was happening here, still immersed in the joy of slaughter.

"Fatty, Cao Yuan's integrity belt."

"Oh, let me look for it." Baili Pangpang came to his senses and quickly reached into the bath towel to search. Soon, he handed a bundle of 'Cao Yuan's Integrity Belt' to Lin Shi.

Lin Shi held a flintlock pistol and fired a second shot at the madman Cao Yuan, who was whipping the corpse.

Cao Yuan, engrossed in the carnage, sensed danger approaching, but before he could dodge, he was struck.

The crazed Cao Yuan looked at the spot where he had been shot, but he felt no pain whatsoever. The sense of danger clearly came from this one bullet, so how come he wasn't hurt at all?

A rare look of confusion appeared on Cao Yuan's ferocious face, a face that had been contorted with madness.

Seeing that he had not been harmed at all, and feeling that he had been mocked, he roared and charged at Lin Shi, determined to nail the person who had humiliated him to the ground and dismember him.

But to Baili Pangpang and Lin Shi, his behavior was like running at the speed of a stroll, which was extremely strange.

His gait, coupled with his appearance that seemed to come from the other side of hell, was utterly comical. Baili Pangpang couldn't help but bend over and burst into laughter, even shedding a few tears from laughing.

Lin Shi's lips curled up slightly when he saw this, but he didn't stop what he was doing. He walked behind the madman Cao Yuan, unfolded the 'Cao Yuan Integrity Belt' in his hand, quickly wrapped it around Cao Yuan's neck, knocked the blade out of his hand, and pulled him back. The madman Cao Yuan fell to the ground with a thud.

After a while, Cao Yuan, who had regained his human form, coughed a few times and slowly removed the tape from his neck with both hands.

Cao Yuan touched the marks on his neck and looked at Lin Shi with a pitiful expression: "Lin Shi, could you please not pull me back after you've tied me up? It hurts a lot..."

"Pulling it back is easy and looks cool, why not do it like that?" Lin Shi even cheekily demonstrated the pulling motion he had just made, just tell me, isn't it cool?

"......"

Cao Yuan sighed to himself, "Lin Qiye would definitely feel sorry for me, he wouldn't be so rough... unlike Lin Shi."

"What are you muttering about?" Lin Shi leaned closer. Lao Liu's sixth sense told him that this person was talking badly about him.

"Amitabha Buddha." Cao Yuan closed his eyes and recited a passage of scripture.

"...Holding a grudge?"

"..."