211: Chapter 212 Shocking the Assassin! He Crushed a Legendary Dagger with Two Fingers—Has He Gone Mad?

What kind of suicidal fighting style was this?

This thought flashed through Ying Wan's mind.

He saw Lin Qi's right arm, which had swollen significantly and was covered in hideous bulging veins, swinging backward in a completely anti-human posture.

It wasn't for parrying.

Nor was it for dodging.

That twisted elbow was clearly aimed straight at his own heart from behind!

What was he doing? Had the energy of the true dragon relic blood muddled his mind, making him go completely mad? Or was this kid willing to sever his own heart's meridians rather than die at the hands of an assassin like him?

Ying Wan couldn't understand it, but he didn't need to.

His dagger, [fang of the night god], had already locked onto the target's medulla oblongata.

The Law of Karma judgment had already taken effect.

This thrust was an inevitable result, an unalterable fate.

Even if Lin Qi were to explode on the spot right now, this dagger would still accurately pierce into the skull remaining after the explosion.

This was the power of the Law.

However, just as the tip of the dagger—that blade shimmering with a spectral green poisonous glow—was a mere millimeter away from the skin of Lin Qi's neck.

The scene of Lin Qi's self-mutilation that Ying Wan had anticipated did not occur.

That right arm, twisted to its limit, actually arrived first with a terrifying speed!

It didn't use the palm to swat.

Nor did it use the arm to block.

Lin Qi's right hand, glowing with a dark golden luster and grown a size larger, suddenly splayed its five fingers.

The index and middle fingers, like a pair of red-hot iron pincers just pulled from a ten-thousand-degree furnace, accurately and unerringly clamped onto the blade of [fang of the night god].

Ding!

An extremely faint yet incredibly piercing metallic vibration rang out.

The dagger stopped.

It stopped just like that, less than a hair's breadth from the skin.

The cold smile on Ying Wan's face completely froze at this moment.

He felt an indescribable sense of dread transmitting from the dagger.

Something was wrong!

His assassination, his Karma lock, had never failed before!

The dagger should have passed through!

It should have hit the target directly, as if passing through a layer of air!

But now, he felt as if he hadn't stabbed into a person's body, but rather into a primordial divine mountain drifting from the depths of the Universe!

The Karma Law of 'guaranteed backstab hit' attached to the dagger seemed to slam into an invisible, intangible wall the moment it touched Lin Qi's fingers.

For the first time, the System's forced-lock effect showed signs of lag and disorder.

How is this possible!

How the hell is this possible!

This simply makes no sense!

In the instant Ying Wan's brain stalled, an even more terrifying force surged through the dagger's body and frantically transmitted to his wrist.

It was a pure, extreme physical force—heavy, domineering, and utterly unreasonable.

Following that, a spiral of Penetrating Force erupted from between Lin Qi's two fingers.

The two forces stacked together like a crazily spinning millstone, beginning to violently assault the material structure of the dagger itself.

Creeeak—

Creeeeaaaak—

The legendary dagger, [fang of the night god], emitted a tooth-aching sound of friction and groaning.

The entire dagger began to vibrate violently, as if it would fly out of his hand at any second.

Ying Wan gripped the dagger tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging one by one. He wanted to push the dagger forward just a bit more, but found that all his strength was as insignificant as an ant before those two fingers.

He discovered in horror that his proud S-rank class judgment was actually showing signs of collapse before the opponent's nearly barbaric, pure physical strength.

The core of that killing move, that unshakable System Law, was being forcibly worn down, distorted, and torn apart by the opponent using just two fingers!

This was no longer martial arts; this was no longer technique.

This was a god or a demon!

"Break for..."

A low growl, suppressed to the extreme, squeezed out of Lin Qi's throat.

At this moment, he concentrated all the completely out-of-control, rampaging true dragon relic blood power within his body, along with the power of the Prototype Golden Body itself, unreservedly between the two fingers of his right hand!

"...ME!"

Crack!

An incredibly crisp sound, like the shattering of colored glaze, exploded in the deathly silent underground space.

Before Ying Wan's eyes, which were filled with disbelief.

The legendary dagger [fang of the night god]—reputed to be indestructible, forged from Meteoric Iron, and imbued with System Laws.

Was snapped in two by Lin Qi using just two fingers.

The front half of the blade shattered into countless tiny black fragments.

The moment it broke, the Rank 6 genetic poison coated on the blade's edge splashed everywhere like dark green juice.

A few drops accurately splattered toward Lin Qi's neck and arm.

A final glimmer of frantic hope flashed in Ying Wan's eyes.

Even if the weapon was destroyed, as long as the poison touched his body, this kid was doomed!

However, the scene that followed completely crushed his last bit of hope into powder.

Those genetic toxins, capable of poisoning a Third-Turn powerhouse to death within three seconds, failed to leave even a trace upon contact with Lin Qi's skin.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

They were like water droplets falling onto a red-hot branding iron, instantly evaporated by that scorching skin, turning into wisps of foul-smelling blue smoke that dissipated in the air.

Because of the boiling true dragon relic blood, Lin Qi's body was currently like a walking humanoid furnace.

"Wha... What?!"

Ying Wan's eyes widened in terror, his mind having gone completely blank.

Spatial Shift, Karma assassination, a legendary weapon, Rank 6 genetic poison.

All of his trump cards as a Gold-medal assassin, everything he took pride in, had been destroyed one by one by a "Blank Slate" without even a class, using the most primitive, barbaric, and unreasonable pure physical means.

This kind of thing had completely exceeded his scope of understanding.

Did people who could resist System Laws with their Physical Body really exist in this world?

He wanted to flee.

He had to flee!

He wanted to immediately detonate his remaining Origin to forcibly tear through space and leap away from this hellhole.

The further away from this monster, the better!

But it was already too late.

Before he could react from the landslide-and-tsunami-like shock.

Lin Qi's right hand, which had just snapped the dagger, opened naturally, his five fingers like hooks.

That hand covered in a faint golden light, which had just crushed a legendary weapon, transformed into an eagle's claw reaching down from the Nine Heavens.

The eagle's claw was like a bolt of black lightning, moving so fast it left no afterimage as it instantly shot out.

It grabbed Ying Wan by the throat in a death grip.

Ying Wan's pupils suddenly constricted into dangerous pinpricks.

He couldn't even make a single defensive move before he felt his cervical vertebrae let out a mournful wail under that indescribably terrifying grip, on the verge of being completely crushed.

Crack... crack, crack...