Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1587: Chapter 936: Disguise (Part 2)

When Nalan Shuo’s claw landed on the fisherman’s head, the fisherman’s attack also arrived, the oar swept horizontally across Nalan Shuo’s chest and sent him flying.

Accompanied by a muffled "bang," Yang Xiao’s heart tightened sharply. He knew this strike was solid, and the situation for Director Nalan might not be good.

At the same time, the fisherman staggered back a few steps; Nalan Shuo’s claw was even fiercer than Yang Xiao had imagined, tearing off the fisherman’s conical hat, which took a large piece of bloody scalp with it.

This conical hat was the fisherman’s magic artifact, after years of use it had already stuck to his scalp, and now it was torn off.

That wasn’t all; the slap also knocked off the mask on the fisherman’s face, revealing his true appearance. ƒrēewebnovel.com

However, the moment they saw the fisherman’s face, Yang Xiao and Jiang Qingluan were both shocked; this was nowhere near a human face, it was more believable as a ghost face.

The face was covered in terrifying scars from burns, with eyebrows burned away, nose melted, lips gone, exposing two rows of ghostly white teeth, making it impossible to recognize the original appearance.

With such a ghostly appearance, not just them, even this man’s relatives might not recognize him.

Yang Xiao hadn’t expected that those guys could be so cruel; this was clearly intentional, because the burns were fresh, obviously prepared for this assassination attempt, even if he failed and was killed, there would be no way to investigate his identity.

This was a true Death Warrior.

At this moment, Yang Xiao suddenly felt some sympathy for the opponent in front of him, he believed this person wouldn’t go to these lengths for money or magic artifacts, after all, with his life gone, these external possessions would be useless.

He likely faced threats, maybe those guys used family as leverage, or perhaps... he was doing it to repay a debt, dying for a true confidant.

Sympathy aside, their positions were different, one wanting to kill, the other to protect, and on the battlefield, life and death must eventually be decided.

Nalan Shuo’s move of attacking east to create an illusion was beautiful, at the cost of his own serious injury, he similarly heavily injured this guy, and also crippled one of his magic artifacts.

Yang Xiao saw from afar his director struggling to get up from the ground, but before he could stabilize, he fell again, evidently struck hard by those two oars.

Now he and Nalan Shuo have almost fought to their limits, continuing would truly result in casualties.

The heavily injured fisherman chose not to go finish off Nalan Shuo, but rather, like a machine with programmed settings, dragged the oar step by step toward Jiang Qingluan, eyes filled with madness and determination.

Facing the fisherman’s relentless advance, Jiang Qingluan felt pressure like mountains, instinctively wanting to turn and flee, but rationality held her back. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

She knew very well, escape was impossible, it would only lead to quicker death, as no matter how fast she could run, she couldn’t outrun that black death light, and once she turned, exposing a flaw, the black light would pierce her heart from behind, shattering it, just like the bodies they had seen earlier.

At this moment, she wasn’t afraid, she wanted to fight for her own survival.

She was the young priest of the Yi Sect, the successor cultivated with the lifelong efforts of the Great Elder and her master, she absolutely could not die here.

"Who sent you to kill me?" Jiang Qingluan asked, "If someone threatened your family, I can help you find a way, you must understand, those people never intended for you to live once they chose you for this task, and your family will be silenced just as well after you die."

The persistent fisherman either hadn’t heard or refused to answer, regardless, his pace and killing intent remained unchanged, his goal was pure: he wanted Jiang Qingluan dead.

After taking that kind of drug, there was no way out for him, but before that, he had to fulfill the promise he made to others.

"Watch out!" Yang Xiao loudly warned.

As the oar flickered, a black light shot towards Jiang Qingluan, narrowly evaded by her.

The previous encounters had already shown signs of old injuries recurring, she couldn’t hold on much longer.

But she also had her plan, although risky, she believed that Yang Xiao, Nalan Shuo, and the two people from the Chamber of Commerce were in this situation because of her.

As the person being protected along the way, Jiang Qingluan felt it was her responsibility to step forward.

Moreover, right now, among all of them, only she had relatively intact combat strength.

Upon approaching Jiang Qingluan, the fisherman suddenly launched a charge, the oar dragging on the ground made rustling sounds, seeing Jiang Qingluan seemingly scared stiff, standing motionless, Yang Xiao anxiously activated the Soul-Capturing Mirror, appearing in front of Jiang Qingluan.

The fisherman still used his old tactics—a oar attack—and Yang Xiao drew the Ghost Bamboo Stick, working in tandem with Jiang Qingluan’s whip, barely managing to fend off the assault.

They were both experienced, attempting to engage the fisherman in close combat, as the oar, being thick and large, was not handy for close quarters.

Yang Xiao kept a close eye on the cloak’s movements, now gradually understanding the magic artifact’s ability, which could absorb and restrict the opponent’s magic artifacts, and once absorbed, could be used for one’s own.

Though there’s only one chance, and seemingly only one item can be absorbed at a time, it’s still quite a rare magic artifact.