Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1672: Chapter 969: Monster

"You all... must die!!" At this moment, the Blood Flesh Immortal was clearly not in the right state, covered in cracks all over, as if he was about to explode in the next second.

"Number 4, fall back and stay alert. Numbers 3 and 5, attack with me, let’s kill this beast!" Yang Xiao simultaneously made tactical deployments.

Number 4 was the Butterfly Lady. She was only at the mid-stage Ghost Level, far inferior to the Blood Flesh Immortal, who now stood at the peak of the Ghost Level.

The Butterfly Lady’s main ability was the Charm Technique. Even Yang Xiao’s Human Bone Staff couldn’t harm the Blood Flesh Immortal in the slightest, let alone the Butterfly Lady’s methods. Keeping her would be useless and would only drag them down. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

The Blood Flesh Immortal launched a fierce attack. This time, he stomped the ground and charged to the right, with the target being Chen Nang. Chen Nang knew it was unwise to face him head-on, so he chose to activate his ability first, going invisible to evade.

The Blood Flesh Immortal didn’t hit Chen Nang but crashed hard into a huge stone wall. In the next second, like a ball bouncing off, he used the recoil to speed toward Yang Xiao, his speed more than doubled.

The Blood Flesh Immortal charged with immense momentum, his massive body like a flesh-and-blood chariot. It was all clearly well-calculated; his target wasn’t Chen Nang from the start. The attack on Chen Nang was just an illusion, his real target was Yang Xiao. freёwebnovel.com

Through the confrontation, the Blood Flesh Immortal confirmed that the most troublesome person present was this Ming Emperor, Ye Xiao, who possessed multiple top-grade magic artifacts. He was the commander of this squad.

To catch the bandit, first capture the king.

The Blood Flesh Immortal bounced himself upward, not forgetting to spit sticky sputum on the way to block Yang Xiao’s escape route. He intended to devour this annoying guy.

The Blood Flesh Immortal’s massive body was overwhelmingly oppressive, leaping in mid-air, giving a sense of Mount Tai collapsing. At this time, neither Chen Nang nor the Trickster had time to rescue; the illusionary attack was indeed skillful.

However, Yang Xiao didn’t desperately escape as the Blood Flesh Immortal expected. He merely stepped back half a step, his eyes locked onto his opponent, his hand tightly gripping the Ghost Bamboo Stick, seemingly ready to take the blow head-on.

At this moment, the Blood Flesh Immortal felt assured, most worried that Yang Xiao would use that bizarre ability to escape. But now it seemed that the ability that suddenly appeared behind him might not be frequently used by the opponent.

Just as the Blood Flesh Immortal pressed toward Yang Xiao, the Ghost Lantern in Yang Xiao’s left hand suddenly exploded, the blinding green light instantly covering the battlefield. Even Chen Nang, the Trickster rushing to assist from afar, couldn’t help but close his eyes tightly.

In an instant, Yang Xiao summoned the Mirror Ghost to stay in place while he himself used a puddle to reappear on the Blood Flesh Immortal’s side rear, both hands swinging the Ghost Bamboo Stick fiercely toward the back of the Blood Flesh Immortal’s head, the series of actions smooth as flowing water.

Meanwhile, the Mirror Ghost, left in place, didn’t idle either, wielding the Ghost Chef’s Knife to slash at the Blood Flesh Immortal, apparently intending to disembowel him.

The Mirror Ghost slashed at the Blood Flesh Immortal’s stomach, flesh scattering everywhere, but the Mirror Ghost itself was violently bounced off by the impact, sent flying backward over a dozen meters, only stopping after crashing through a tree as thick as a bowl.

Even more astonishing, the Blood Flesh Immortal was also wary of Yang Xiao’s rear attack. As Yang Xiao appeared behind him and struck with the stick, the ghostly hands pierced through his body, emerging from the Blood Flesh Immortal’s back, clawing fiercely at Yang Xiao, seemingly attempting to grab him and drain him dry.

Yang Xiao reacted swiftly, halting his movement just in time to narrowly avoid the strike. However, the price was that the stick lost its precision, with the Ghost Bamboo Stick missing by a bit, only smashing onto the Blood Flesh Immortal’s right shoulder, if it could even be called a shoulder with that swollen mass.

The impact of this blow was formidable, scattering flesh wildly. It is no exaggeration to say that the strike cut away at least ten jin of flesh from the Blood Flesh Immortal.

Such an attack would be deadly to an ordinary person, at the very least heavily wounding them, but for the Blood Flesh Immortal, it was nowhere near sufficient. Now, he was like a mountain of accumulated flesh, fully maxed out on physical defense.

At the moment, the Mirror Ghost, which was knocked away, also stood up. The parts of its arms and legs exposed beyond the armor were eroded by the rotten flesh, shedding a layer of skin, but its overall combat strength remained, just lightly wounded.

As the masked Mirror Ghost appeared, the expressions of the Trickster, Chen Nang, and the Butterfly Lady watching from afar were all fascinating. They hadn’t expected Yang Xiao to have another puppet of the same realm.

Moreover, this wasn’t one of those low-end goods; it was a high-level puppet capable of wielding magic artifacts in battle, such valuable items even more precious than magic artifacts.

For loose cultivators like them, such a good thing was hard to come by.

The Trickster and the Butterfly Lady’s expressions varied. They felt fortunate that they hadn’t challenged Yang Xiao back then, otherwise just this puppet alone would have been a headache for them, and puppets felt no pain.

Of course, even more shocked was Chen Nang. The disparity between people continued to redefine his perceptions. Yang Xiao hadn’t used this thing when dealing with him initially.

However, Chen Nang, being astute, noticed the fine details, piecing together Yang Xiao’s identity through this high-level puppet and the numerous top-grade magic artifacts on him, along with Yang Xiao’s demeanor, age, and especially that arrogance. Chen Nang roughly pieced together his identity.

Chen Nang confirmed that Yang Xiao was not some Evil Cultivator from the Yu Yuan Sect, but actually someone from the Patrol Defense Office, and a special one at that—most likely the illegitimate child of some bigwig in the Patrol Defense Office, with connections that went beyond the Provincial Office level, probably reaching the General Bureau.