277: Treat someone as they treat you.

Gu Qinghan glanced back at Piao Jun, whose eyes had clearly been reminding him of this matter.

However, at this point, both of them were in a safe position, so there was nothing to worry about.

"To die by your hands means I underestimated you.

But the dignity of a Golden Boxer must never be trampled upon!"

Galia suddenly let out a thunderous roar, pulling the Soul Scourger's chains from his body.

Though this action caused his entire body to tremble violently, he managed to break free from his restraints for a short time.

Blood had already begun to flow from Galia's seven orifices, but this only made him appear more terrifying and ferocious.

His right arm suddenly began to swell, like a balloon being inflated.

When this arm had expanded to nearly ten times its original size, he suddenly slammed it heavily onto the ground.

With a bang, a huge fist print was left on the ground, which then trembled violently.

Gu Qinghan's subordinates initially wanted to stop him, but long-range attacks had little effect on him.

As for closing the distance to fight, they were already knocked off balance by the violent shockwave before they could even get close to him.

"Even if I die, I'll destroy your skeletons!

I refuse to believe that your skeletons are truly endless!"

Galia seemed to have lost all reason, and his other arm also began to swell.

Like his right arm, this arm, after expanding to a certain size, quickly slammed down onto the ground.

Everyone could see that this guy had gone mad.

As for why he went mad, no one knew.

Perhaps it was due to the dual torment of the Soul Scourger and Piao Jun, or perhaps it was because Gu Qinghan's power had shattered his confidence.

But in any case, Galia wanted to deplete some of Gu Qinghan's strength before he died.

Gu Qinghan's brows furrowed tightly; the shockwave Galia unleashed was very peculiar.

Under his attack, the ground trembled like water, causing his skeletons' vitality to drop rapidly.

And in this situation, Gu Qinghan had no way to recall these skeletons.

Galia guessed correctly; Gu Qinghan's Temporary Workers were indeed not endless.

Although Gu Qinghan had accumulated quite a few during this period, nearly half had been consumed in the recent battle.

If all these skeletons were destroyed by him, then Gu Qinghan would directly lose a large wave of cannon fodder.

"I'll do it, I was just waiting for him to use his ultimate move!"

Just as Gu Qinghan was about to release the Death Swordsman, Piao Jun suddenly jumped out.

Gu Qinghan was stunned for a moment, looking at him and asking uncertainly,

"You can steal this kind of skill too? This should be a melee skill, right?"

Piao Jun chuckled, then whispered,

"I forgot to tell you, Clerics have a special skill called a Holy Skill.

I haven't used it before, mainly because I hadn't encountered a suitable one."

"Why don't you steal my skills? Are they not good enough?" Gu Qinghan asked.

Piao Jun shook his head, then gave an answer that made Gu Qinghan's jaw drop slightly:

"Because if I used it on you, you would permanently lose that skill, understand?"

Then Piao Jun took two steps forward and slowly extended his right hand towards Galia.

It was as if he was about to take something from Galia.

"Holy Skill: Steal Heaven."

With a murmur, Gu Qinghan felt something from Piao Jun's body fly out with a whoosh.

The next moment, Galia's movements abruptly stopped, like a wind-up toy suddenly jamming.

"My power? What did you do?"

Galia looked at his hands, his body trembling constantly.

He thought his Profession had disappeared, yet he could still unleash the powerful fist shadows from before.

But precisely that earth-shattering skill he had just used could no longer be performed.

Piao Jun, at this moment, looked very satisfied. He suddenly chuckled and threw out a somewhat transparent ball of light.

The ball of light landed beside Galia and surprisingly transformed into a muscular light figure.

Galia discovered in horror that this light figure was identical to his own physique.

Before he could react, the light figure's two arms rapidly swelled, and like a mountain-shaking giant ape, it unleashed its fury upon the ground.

"That guy's skill just now was also a Holy Skill, called Earth-Rending Fist Aura.

This is a skill that prevents movement while being used, so this guy kept feigning weakness, wanting to trick us into getting closer.

Too bad, now this skill is mine."

Piao Jun chuckled, his voice carrying the feeling of a successful scheme.

Gu Qinghan, on the other hand, watched with his own eyes as Galia tried to escape, only to have his movements interrupted by the continuously vibrating shockwaves.

He let out extremely painful screams, but could only watch himself being affected and then devoured by wave after wave of fist auras.

In just over half a minute, Galia, whose defense Gu Qinghan couldn't even break, died at Piao Jun's hands.

Or rather, he died by his own skill.

Until the second before his death, he still incredulously supported his body with both hands.

After he died, Gu Qinghan immediately wanted to collect the guy's corpse.

But to his surprise, he seemed unable to collect this muscular corpse.

An invisible force was protecting the corpse from being violated.

"Is this also a special characteristic of Clerics?"

Gu Qinghan had no clue about this scene and could only look at Piao Jun beside him again.

Piao Jun shook his head like a rattle-drum:

"I haven't died before, so how would I know?"

At this point, Gu Qinghan's challengers were almost completely wiped out, with only a few remnants still struggling in their death throes.

Gu Qinghan was still thinking about Galia's corpse, a feeling that was somewhat strange.

It was like someone telling you that the door in front of you couldn't be opened.

However, out of a normal person's curiosity, you would try every possible way to find out what was behind that door.

Even if you knew there might be some risk in doing so, you would still do it.

Gu Qinghan quickly walked over to Galia's side, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly placed a plump, white Source Worm on him.

"Can it eat him?"

Gu Qinghan looked at the Source Worm, which still had 0 combat power, and couldn't help but feel a little unsure.

But to his surprise, the corpse that he couldn't even collect earlier suddenly seemed to have some energy drawn out of it.

Galia's body rapidly shriveled, becoming significantly smaller in just a few seconds.

Looking at him now, he was not much different from the muscular boxers in TV shows, completely devoid of his previous exaggerated appearance.

"This is... Professional power being absorbed?"

Gu Qinghan watched this scene with wide eyes. He had previously tried to have Source Worms absorb the corpses of some Professionals, but there had been no reaction.

Did the Source Worm not have that ability, or did this little thing simply not care for those corpses?

Gu Qinghan didn't know the answer, but what he did know was that the Source Worm had once again provided him with a refined energy.

An energy that was milky white and appeared quite sacred.