Thunderstorm Asthma? I’ll Just Drain the National Power Grid!

136: A shocking phenomenon! The soul returns to the Blood Eye after death; is this an altar?Night Crow moved.

There was no wasted word, no prior sign.

The moment he raised his hand, he ’swished’ and merged into the shadows, disappearing from his spot.

”Senior Brother, be careful!”

A Disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect had just cried out in alarm, but it was too late.

”Pfft—!”

A dark figure appeared behind the Disciple who had earlier clamored to ”just kill him.”

A short dagger, condensed from shadow energy, silently sliced across his neck.

The arrogant expression on that Disciple’s face hadn’t yet faded when a slender line of blood slowly emerged from his neck.

”You...”

He widened his eyes, reaching out to cover his throat, but his life force was already rapidly draining away.

”Form the array!”

Zhao Junwei, who was leading, was both shocked and enraged, roaring hoarsely.

He never dreamed that among this trash that looked like stray dogs, there would be such a terrifying C-Class assassin!

The remaining seven Disciples reacted extremely quickly, their Sword Qi weaving into a net, protecting their injured fellow Disciple in the center, and at the same time forcing Night Crow back.

”You’re seeking death!” Zhao Junwei’s face was ashen, his sword tip pointing directly at Night Crow, ”A mere evil cultivator who hides his head and shows his tail dares to harm someone from my Lingxiao Sword Sect!”

Night Crow hovered in the shadows a few meters away, his face obscured by his hood, only a pair of crimson eyes visible, as if looking at a group of dead people.

”Kill.”

A cold word escaped his lips.

This was an order.

”Damn it! I’ve wanted to deal with these bastards for a long time!”

Scorpion Sting was the first to react; the dark green light in his hands flared, and several venomous spikes, condensed from poison, shot towards the sword array.

The other members of the Apocalypse Society also acted simultaneously, unleashing all sorts of abilities.

”A rabble of amateurs!”

Zhao Junwei snorted coldly, the sword array flowed, and a curtain of azure Sword Qi formed, blocking all attacks.

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, Lin Yuan’s Electromagnetic Induction enveloped the entire battlefield.

His attention was quickly drawn to the foul-mouthed, round-faced Junior Brother, Zhou Tong.

It wasn’t because of the other party’s shouting, but because, in his perception, Zhou Tong was carrying an object in his arms that emitted a faint but peculiar energy fluctuation!

That fluctuation subtly resonated with the energy field of this maze!

Just then, Night Crow’s voice sounded in Lin Yuan’s ear: ”A Li! Go, tear that foul-mouthed, round-faced one to shreds for me!”

”Yes, sir!”

Battle Intent ’ignited’ in Lin Yuan’s eyes, and he was secretly overjoyed.

He was just worrying about not having an excuse to get close to that kid, and now it’s delivered right to his doorstep?

He let out a roar and charged straight into the sword array.

”A mere reinforced brute dares to charge an array? He’s practically courting death!” A Disciple of the Sword Sect, seeing this, scoffed, sending out a wave of Sword Qi to strike Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan didn’t dodge or evade, crossing his arms to protect himself, taking the Sword Qi head-on!

”Screech—!”

His clothes were torn, and a bloodstain was left on his arm.

”Hiss...” Lin Yuan gasped, but a more ’excited’ expression appeared on his face, ”Awesome! Again!”

He had to play the part fully; this minor injury was nothing!

He completely ignored the wound, his speed undiminished, and he charged again!

That Disciple of the Sword Sect was utterly stunned.

He had never seen such a reckless fighting style! This wasn’t a person; this was clearly a mad dog!

On the other side, the battle had already entered a heated phase.

Night Crow’s figure weaved in and out of the shadows, constantly searching for weaknesses in the sword array.

Although Scorpion Sting’s poisonous mist couldn’t directly break their defenses, it continuously eroded their protective true Qi, making it extremely nauseating.

Zhao Junwei was dying of anxiety.

These people, perhaps not as strong as them, but each one was like a madman crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, every move deadly, fearing no death!

”Puff!”

A Disciple was slightly Divided Soul, and Scorpion Sting’s poisonous mist invaded his body, causing his movements to falter.

It was this momentary pause!

Night Crow seized the opportunity!

A black shadow flashed!

That Disciple’s head flew into the sky on the spot!

Blood stained the ground.