Chapter 880 - Out of Control (1/2)

Panty Uncle felt a sense of danger and he quickly unleashed a thousand and one slashes to block a shadow. However, they were all broken and a long and sharp object pierced through his left shoulder and sliced out from the other side. Staring at the bee-like mutated creature/man, he was shocked. Its hand was like a sharp spear used by knights.

As it swung its spear, it sent Panty Uncle flying off like a kite. He grabbed his vacuumed packet tightly while streams of blood were flowing out from his wound.

“You’re considered quite strong among humans but what a pity…in front of the power of void, you are just an ant,” the bee man said.

Panty Uncle gradually brought himself up and stared at the big hole on the packet. His tuxedo, pants, and other clothing were destroyed and stained with bright red blood. As he trembled, he glared at the bee man, “I don’t care about any void or ants. But you have just destroyed the set of clothes my wife loved the most…”

Panty Uncle took out a pocket watch and pressed it, “As the last thing a gentleman could offer, you only have five seconds left. Any last words?”

The bee man laughed out loud, “Stubborn and naive creature!”

A flickering shadow flashed and the bee man’s wings and limbs were all cut off before he knew it.

“Three more seconds.”

“Not saying anything?”

“Two seconds.”

The bee man was shocked. What happened?! Where is he?! Why can’t I see him?!

“And one…time’s up.”

Panty Uncle slowly walked towards the bee man who was trying to pick its limbs up but was disorientated. It was as if the two of them were living in different dimensions. Panty Uncle pierced his sword into its brain and slashed thousands of times. As he pulled out his sword, the head had already been crushed into a patty by invisible threads, leaving it soaked in overflowing fluid.

Panty Uncle spat a mouthful of blood and grinned his teeth to sew his own wounds. Staring at his clothes, he exclaimed, “What a pity. I should be able to fix the costume when we return…luckily it didn’t come into contact with any corrosive liquid…”

As he got up, he stared afar and brushed his hair, “You guys have successfully triggered a gentleman…”

Sitting on a big rock, Liu Bei was smoking. Beside him was the ashes of the shadow creature stabbed by his twin blades. A satisfactory expression was written on Cao Cao’s face as well. Though his leopard-skin jacket had turned into the clothes worn by the leader of Beggars’ Sect, he came over with a cigar in his mouth, “That creature of mine is quite strong, what about yours?”

“Not bad, where’s Zhongmou?” Liu Bei kept away his twin blades.

“I’m over here. Gosh, what kind of creature was that, I almost got defeated…” Sun Quan’s feathered clothes were long gone and he was only clothed with a thin singlet. There was an obvious wound on his chest but was frozen by ice.

Huang Zhong who looked perfectly fine saw them in that state, “Weaklings…”

The three of them sighed. There’s nothing to be angry about being teased by him.

Flasher Uncle and Hunting Flame also came to gather round. Flasher Uncle healed everyone at once with his legendary elephant.

“Where’s Lil’White?” Flasher Uncle asked.

Just then, a loud roar was heard and everyone turned into the direction where it came from. However, within their sight was only a void dragon man who was as tall as the mountains, unleashing a terrifying power of void.

“Run!” Huang Zhong called out while he blocked the shockwave with his skill, Solo Slash on Mount Hua, trying to buy time for the others to make a run.

The void dragon man with white long hair reached out his hands to pull a silvery-white holy spear from his spine. As he swung, the entire Mount DuKing was cut into halves.