C19 (2/2)

”My master is inside. I want to go in!”

”But we don't know what's going on inside. We don't even know if that person is dead or not. Who can guarantee that they can just barge in …”

Before Song Yuan could finish his words, a figure walked out from the middle of the ruins. He had a single arm and was dripping with viscous liquid. He was holding a stick that he had obtained from somewhere, and had said something that made people despair.

”No need to say anymore, cough … Cough, I'm not dead yet. Hehehe, you didn't think of that, right? Your master risked his life but still couldn't kill me. Are you angry? Was he very angry?! His voice was excited, hoarse, and filled with madness. He told everyone one word at a time, and everyone could hear him clearly.

He was gasping for breath, unable to think of anything in his mind. He no longer had his usual laziness and calmness as he stared at the figure walking out from the ruins, the vibrations on his body becoming more and more intense.

”I want you dead!”

Before the surrounding people could even react, Zhu Di had already rushed over, and his words were filled with madness. The black figure seemed to have sensed something, as he opened his tired eyes and looked at the incoming Zhu Di. He didn't know what expression was on his face, but there was only a hint of a disdainful arc on his tattered face.

When he saw the Zhu Emperor make his move, Song Yuan knew that he had to as well, regardless of the reason! Just as he was prepared to charge up, he saw that the Zhu Di's throat was being gripped by that person. His two feet continuously kicked in the air, and each kick carried a great amount of power. However, that strange person seemed to be completely unconscious, allowing the Zhu Di to attack. His face was filled with disdain and pity.

”I have to go all out!” Song Yuan roared. He was only dozens of meters away from the weirdo. When the weirdo saw him, the smile on his face became wider and wider until he finally started laughing.

”Song Yuan, come back! This weirdo will absorb everyone's blood for recovery. The stronger he is, the more blood he can absorb. Everyone retreat! ”

As the words left his mouth, a weak voice came out from the hole in the middle …

”Don't... He was already … Exhausted … He couldn't absorb it... This is the best time to kill him … ”