459: Still want to fight back?

To Shen Bei, this Sheepskin Assassin was ridiculously weak.

Eighth-rank…

He hadn't even truly started fighting before he began fleeing for his life.

The trash from the Apocalypse Cult really isn't as tough as the Headhunter Tribe.

If this were a Headhunter Tribe member, no matter how powerful the oppressive aura and strength I exerted, he would definitely fight to the very end.

But the Apocalypse Cult is more like a dog that judges people before acting.

They pounce and bite at the weak, but tuck their tails between their legs when facing the strong.

“Little lamb, show some killing intent! Don't let me look down on you!”

Shen Bei's mocking words pierced the air and reached the Sheepskin Assassin's ears.

The Sheepskin Assassin cursed under his breath, “You bastard, just you wait! When I get some backup, you'll be in for it!”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Heart-stopping thunder echoed incessantly over half the city. If one looked down from high above, they would see a figure woven purely from lightning flashing through the Void Realm, each flash appearing nearly a hundred meters away.

Every time this figure flashed, terrifying lightning would trigger earth's surface-shattering explosions, illuminating the dense residential areas with a brilliant light.

Many citizens peered out their windows, watching the rare sight of lightning plowing the earth's surface, but they couldn't catch a glimpse of Shen Bei's shadow. They only heard the constant tremors and roars from the streets and alleys, filled with inexplicable fear.

“Holy crap! What is that thing?”

“Ball lightning?”

“Explosive! Truly explosive!”

“Who's fighting whom again?”

“I want an ionic perm…”

“You're so brave, aren't you afraid of being electrocuted into Yin and Yang separation…”

…

Whoosh!

After another lightning explosion, the Sheepskin Assassin gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and suddenly shot out like lightning from the edge of the explosion, trailing clouds of smoke behind him.

“You're going too far!”

The Sheepskin Assassin's jaw ground with a cracking sound.

Under the invisible Mental Energy field, all the rubble and debris in his path rose into the air, not only forming a barrier to conceal his figure but also becoming an overwhelming, indiscriminate attack. It swirled around him like a violent storm. Several night cats and dogs that happened to enter his Mental Energy field, and even a citizen out for a stroll, were directly smashed to pieces by various earth's surface and stone debris moving faster than bullets, instantly turning into a pile of minced meat.

This Move, “Psychic Storm,” is a Martial Skill that involves continuously outputting Mental Energy at full power for an extended period, forming a nearly materialized high-pressure Mental Energy storm. It can not only sweep up all inanimate objects within a radius of tens of meters and hurl them at high speed like a true hurricane, but the high-speed Mental Energy penetration field contained within it will also cause any living being entering the storm's range to suffer high-frequency Mental Energy impacts, making it a Martial Skill that combines offense and defense!

This Move was naturally the countermeasure the Sheepskin Assassin devised when he realized Shen Bei's elusive nature and ability to release lightning.

And it did indeed save him from being bombed by lightning multiple times.

However, even so, the Sheepskin Assassin's shock, anger, and humiliation had reached an unbearable level, almost making him grind his teeth to dust:

“The commotion here is so big, why is no one coming to support me yet?!”

In his mind, support didn't mean ordinary cultists, but Da Shouzi!

If Bu Jin couldn't come, anyone else would do!

From the moment the two began their chase, in less than ten seconds, the abilities Shen Bei displayed were unprecedented. He had already used every trick in the book, dashing left and right, trying to reach the stronghold and rendezvous with Bu Jin.

However, Shen Bei behind him was like the Grim Reaper, releasing lightning and moving with lightning-fast speed, making him like prey firmly caught by a lion, utterly disheveled and struggling to survive, unable to escape!

“Your Excellency Little Lamb, why are you running?”

Amidst the rolling smoke and dust, the ground violently trembled. Shen Bei instantly caught the sight of the Sheepskin Assassin's desperate flight. His domineering figure, erupting with lightning, instantly broke through the earth's surface, carrying a vast, surging wave of Qi that swept over:

“You coward, how dare you go out to kill people and make Mind's Eye Potion?”

Damn it!

The Sheepskin Assassin cursed under his breath, I don't know how to make it!

Boom!

Accompanying the wild laughter was a thunderous roar that could shatter eardrums, and the sound of air violently compressing and exploding. It was Shen Bei's boundless fury directly charging into the Sheepskin Assassin's “Psychic Storm” range.

The power of a single sweeping punch was like a true volcanic eruption. The visible punch wind and pressure propagated in layers, instantly forming a straight and vast wave of Qi that directly tore through the circular storm of rubble and earth's surface!

With such a devastating punch pressure sweeping past him, the Sheepskin Assassin's heart pounded. He knew that if he hadn't been covered by the earth's surface and stone storm, and if he hadn't maintained high-speed movement, he would probably have been hit by that punch.

“What's going on? Why isn't the Mental Energy penetration working on him?!”

“What kind of monster is this?!”

An unprecedented shadow of death enveloped his heart. The Sheepskin Assassin's heartbeat seemed to slow by half a beat. He drifted away like a wisp of smoke, while his eyes turned bloodshot as he once again increased the output of his Mental Energy field, stirring up a massive amount of smoke and dust to conceal himself again.

Through Shen Bei's instantaneous performance when he first crashed into the Mental Energy field, he discovered an even more terrifying fact: although the opponent appeared to be an eighth-rank Martial Artist, seemingly following a close-quarters meat grinder route.

However, the opponent's spirit and will also seemed extremely solid and resilient, their strength no less than his own, an eighth-rank Martial Artist specializing in Mental Energy. Otherwise, he wouldn't be completely unaffected by his “Psychic Storm”!

A physique that was clearly incomparably powerful, the ability to release lightning, an elusive, almost teleportation-like movement…

What kind of monster was this?

Damn it, a warrior with maxed-out four dimensions?

The Sheepskin Assassin's heart was cold and suppressed to the extreme. He knew that if he continued to merely evade, he probably wouldn't last until reinforcements arrived.

It seemed Bu Jin wasn't planning on showing his face.

So, before Shen Bei attacked again, as he retreated frantically, he simultaneously clasped his hands together, uttering a grand, ethereal, and eerie chant:

“Night is vast, extinguishing the glow! Day is pale, soon to be dethroned!”

As the Sheepskin Assassin's chant began, his voice seemed to spread throughout the entire area, spanning several square kilometers.

At the same time, streaks of colorful flames shot up from his body, as if condensing into a colossal Divine Power, appearing behind him!

The phantom of the Divine Power behind him was over ten meters tall. Upon its appearance, it lacked any sense of grandeur or righteousness, instead revealing an incomparable depth and eeriness, as if the gates of Hell had opened, and an Evil God had emerged from within!

Even Shen Bei felt an indescribable gloom and oppression at that moment.

Buzz!

As this mysterious Move of the Sheepskin Assassin took shape, it was as if some Evil God had been brought into the human world. A chilling wave instantly swept across several hundred meters like a tsunami. This fluctuation ignored all obstacles, passing directly over residential areas and terrified citizens.

Then… everything ‘came alive’.

Pebbles, rocks, sand, bricks—everything within several hundred meters seemed to come alive at that moment. They vibrated, floated, soared, and one could even hear faint screams and wails, as if they had been given life, surging towards the Sheepskin Assassin in an overwhelming tide, adhering to the Evil God phantom behind him like armor, completely enveloping him. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a colossal statue forcefully pieced and bonded together from various earth's surface, stone, and steel.

An Evil God Giant Statue, condensed from hundreds of thousands of tons of earth's surface, stone, and steel, standing over thirty meters tall!

A vast, oppressive shadow poured down. At this moment, the Giant Statue stood towering, reaching to the heavens, within the city. In various parts of the surrounding residential areas, tens of thousands of citizens and residents saw the Giant Statue's figure, all prostrating themselves with expressions ranging from fanaticism to terror, murmuring incantations.

Shen Bei gazed at this scene, his mind stirred.

Was he being pushed to his limits?

This is… interesting!