Chapter 136: The Blood Maiden, The Ace
At Linshuang City, the Blood Lion Six Duma.
Unlike the so-called "Number One Expert of Baoliu City," the Hidden Dragon, who is like a monkey claiming to be king in a tiger-less mountain, every "expert" title in Linshuang City holds substantial weight. These titles are earned through countless battles, their reputations forged bit by bit in real combat.
Unlike Baoliu City, where figures like Westces of Hongye Academy rise to fame overnight, the growth of experts in Linshuang City takes far longer and is infinitely more arduous.
Long before Westces and the Hidden Dragon were known names, Six Duma had already ventured alone into the distant eastern desert to train. He slew the giant desert lizards, ancient sand foxes, fought demons, hunted god clans, and confronted mysterious demon cult priests in the desert. It was only two years ago, when he discovered the cult’s lair deep in the eastern sands and wiped out seventy priests in one fell swoop, that the name Blood Lion began to rise in the East.
The likes of Dwarf Rat and Spirit Leopard, rivals to him in Linshuang City, share the same story—their reputations carved out through blade and gun. For this reason, the fierce little Lion Dog, Zhar, who can match the Hidden Dragon blow for blow, remains an insignificant figure in Linshuang City.
Six Duma’s arrival this time wasn’t out of courtesy to Ye Ran; he came because he was truly concerned about Linshuang City’s three rising stars and came to back them up.
Without laying a finger, the aura of blood and wrath suppressed the White Masks, but Six Duma’s gaze drifted toward a young girl outside a makeshift shack.
Beyond that, he faintly sensed an overwhelmingly strong presence in the low house behind the shanty, besides Luo Ning.
Lois, Geraldon, and Gray Wolf Milz seized the moment when the iron mine was left vulnerable to launch a surprise attack. Many White Masks had been dispatched by Luo Ning to protect Ivy, leaving only some weak dwarves, laborers, and mild-tempered trolls guarding the mine.
At first, the three swept forward like a storm, but soon, they encountered resistance.
Outside the shack, a young man in white and a girl with twin ponytails blocked the advance of the three Linshuang City experts.
The man in snow-white robes was the top-ranked Tiger Guard of Taiting Academy’s Martial Evaluation. Wearing knuckle spikes, his combat power had improved significantly since their last encounter at the Midnight Tavern, yet he still lagged behind Geraldon and the others.
The real headache was the girl with twin ponytails, dressed in a suspender shirt. Her curly hair cascaded down her waist, and she lightly twirled two intricately carved daggers in her hands.
Alisa, the second-ranked martial evaluator of Taiting Academy, was an unexpected presence to everyone.
Her strength was even more surprising. Although Lois, Geraldon, and Gray Wolf Milz combined forces against her, they struggled for a long time without gaining the upper hand.
“Damn, this woman’s strength is absurd,” Gray Wolf Milz, the first of the three to be pushed back, glanced at the bloodstain on his chest, burning with frustration and humiliation.
Ahead, Geraldon unleashed his ultimate technique, the Water Domain, but Alisa remained unaffected. More than that, with every attack she evaded, her power increased.
*Ping.*
After being forced back six times, Alisa’s strength reached a terrifying level. The black qi surging within her overturned Geraldon’s Water Domain.
Yes, a black qi, and behind her, a shadowy demon form began to materialize.
Lois nimbly dodged the qi’s shockwave, but Geraldon was caught unprepared, spat blood, and was flung backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
“Damn it, this is illogical,” Geraldon wiped the blood from his mouth, gazing at Alisa with disbelief.
A seasoned warrior, he had never been so utterly defeated by peers. Unlike the last time when Ye Ran drained his qi through tactics, this time his ultimate skill was broken outright.
The strange aura surrounding the girl was everywhere, especially the demon shadow behind her, which had solidified to a degree that simply glancing at it sent chills down the spine.
The three exchanged looks, each suppressing their injuries as their footsteps shifted.
Lois quietly retreated while Gray Wolf Milz and Geraldon took positions to her left and right, shielding her.
Lois smiled faintly, her pupils gradually turning an eerie green, a touch of the uncanny and the dreamlike in her gaze.
Milz and Geraldon had their claws and daggers locked on Alisa, ready to strike the moment Lois’s illusion took hold.
But Alisa, standing only ten steps away, smiled even more strangely. Looking directly into Lois’s eyes, her pupils filled with the color of fresh blood.
She whispered, “Want to see? Then look closely.”
“Ugh...”
No sooner had she spoken than two streams of blood flowed from Lois’s eyes.
In an instant, brutal visions flooded Lois’s mind: the hell of endless suffering, mountains of corpses, seas of blood, scattered limbs—a relentless nightmare.
Everything before her turned red: earth, water, mountains, trees, all blood-red. Corpses piled mountain-high, emanating decay, filling riverbeds, valley paths, forests, surpassing the height of the nearby hills.
Atop the corpse mountain, beneath a crescent moon, a blood-red demon shadow arrogantly sat astride a half-dead body. Its fiery red hair swept back, strands of blood flowing into its form.
“Ugh...”
Just one glance at that demonic figure caused blood to pour from Lois’s eyes, her head splitting with pain. She bit her lip to suppress a scream as the qi within her began to spiral out of control, searing agony coursing through her body. It felt as if her entire being was about to explode.
When the pain swept through her again, the tension in her nerves snapped like taut strings breaking. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, her vision blackening as she collapsed.
“Lois, Lois...”
When she regained consciousness, a familiar voice reached her ears, laced with sorrowful urgency.
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