181: Chapter 180 Battle Under the Moonlight
Moonlight, like water, poured down onto the empty highway.
Lin Fan stood where he was, watching the two Ghost-Masked Men complete their Armorization. His left eye took in their spiritual energy fluctuations, Armor Spirit compositions, and skill combinations one by one.
One was a front-line heavy tank, the other a flanking assassin.
But instead of being worried, the corners of Lin Fan's mouth curled up slightly.
Tonight, the moon was very round.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man had already launched an attack. The scales on his left arm suddenly burst open, and three dark red blood spears tore through the night sky, shooting toward him.
Lin Fan's figure flickered—Instant Shadow Flash.
He vanished into thin air from his original spot. The three blood spears pierced through his afterimage and slammed into the road, exploding into three large craters.
The next second, Lin Fan appeared five meters to the right of the Tall Ghost-Faced Man.
With a wave of his left hand, three Taiyin Piercers shot out.
Under the moonlight, Xiao Zhuang's skills were enhanced.
The moment the three Taiyin Piercers left his hand, they were duplicated by the power of the moonlight, turning into a dense rain of dark purple arrows that covered a ten-meter radius around the Tall Ghost-Faced Man.
The rain of arrows exploded upon landing, releasing clouds of poisonous mist. The mists linked together, turning the entire area into a poisonous swamp.
The scales on the Tall Ghost-Faced Man's left arm rose to form a Python Armor Shield, but the rain of arrows was too dense. The toxin eroded from all directions, and the surface of the shield quickly charred and cracked.
Several arrows from the rain pierced through the gaps and stuck into his right arm—his right arm's Bloodthirsty Thorny Lizard was only Spirit Rank; how could it resist Xiao Zhuang's toxin?
The dark purple toxin spread along his arm, and his skin turned from dark red to purplish-black. The intense burning sensation caused him to let out a muffled groan.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man took the opportunity to move.
The elytra on his back vibrated at high frequency, and the blade on his left arm guard glowed with an eerie light as he slashed from Lin Fan's rear flank.
A pale gold light erupted from Lin Fan's legs—Light Travel Step.
Little Rabbit's speed allowed him to dash forward several meters like a streak of light, and the Short Ghost-Faced Man's blade only struck an afterimage.
But the Short Ghost-Faced Man pursued relentlessly. He activated the Aerial Pounce Kick of his left leg's Swift-Footed Locust, launching himself off the ground and kicking toward the back of Lin Fan's head.
Lin Fan didn't look back. The golden crystal in his left eye lit up—Mental Shock.
Tongtong's invisible Mental Energy struck the Short Ghost-Faced Man's head directly. His body suddenly stiffened, and his kick veered off course, brushing past Lin Fan's shoulder.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man's second wave of attacks arrived.
"Calamity of the Blood Python!"
The dark red scales on his left arm exploded, and dozens of scales transformed into finger-thick blood-red snakes, swarming toward Lin Fan in a dense mass.
The small snakes were as fast as lightning, baring their venomous fangs and covering the sky.
Lin Fan did not retreat.
"Kingdom of Eternal Sleep."
Tongtong's Dream Realm Domain instantly expanded, and pale gold light spread in all directions like a tide.
Within the fifty-meter diameter Domain, the blood-red snakes fell in patches like rain.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man bore the brunt of it. His consciousness shook violently, and he only managed to stay awake by biting the tip of his tongue.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man had weak Mental Energy and was hit directly. His eyes became glazed, his body froze in place, and his elytra drooped powerlessly.
Lin Fan seized the opportunity, burst forward with Light Travel Step, rushed in front of the Short Ghost-Faced Man, and delivered a fierce Light Blade Kick.
"Bang!"
The Short Ghost-Faced Man was kicked flying, snapping a withered tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and crashing to the ground.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man roared, and his Blood Spear Instant Strike activated again, firing five blood spears simultaneously.
Lin Fan flapped the wings on his back, and Xiao Kun's Xuan-Kong Realm Shield opened in front of him. The space-warping barrier deflected the trajectories of the five blood spears, which brushed past his body and exploded into craters behind him.
He waved his left hand again, and another three Taiyin Piercers were released.
Under the moonlight, the rain of arrows covered the area once more. The Tall Ghost-Faced Man's left arm shield barely blocked it, but the injury on his right arm grew heavier. The toxin had already spread to his shoulder, and his entire right arm hung at his side, useless.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man scrambled up from the ground, his elytra spreading open—Wing-Blade Cyclone.
Dozens of wing blades transformed into a tornado of blades, strangling toward Lin Fan.
Lin Fan did not retreat.
He spread the five fingers of his left hand and activated Thousand Shadow Moon Guard.
Twelve figures identical to Lin Fan stepped out from the silver-black light. Including the original, thirteen Lin Fans stood under the moonlight.
The thirteen Lin Fans simultaneously activated Light Travel Step, dispersing in different directions.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man's blade cyclone shredded three Clones. The Clones exploded into clouds of poisonous mist, blasting him backward repeatedly.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man used blood spears to pierce through four Clones, but the remaining five Clones had already rushed in front of him.
The five Lin Fans simultaneously raised their right legs, and five Light Blade Kicks struck the Tall Ghost-Faced Man from different directions.
He dodged two kicks but was hit by three. The scales on his chest shattered, and he spat out blood.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man tried to come to his aid, but Lin Fan's original body moved.
He looked up at the full moon in the sky and raised his left hand. Xiao Zhuang floated up from his arm.
"Moonfall Dragon Roar Charge."
Under the moonlight, this move could be charged to release a double shot. Silvery-white moonlight slashed down from the sky, condensing into the first Moonshadow Dragon-shaped beam above Xiao Zhuang's head.
Immediately after, a second beam of moonlight slashed down, and a second dragon-shaped beam condensed.
Two Moonshadow Dragons, one after the other, charged toward the two Ghost-Masked Men respectively.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man's pupils contracted sharply.
He didn't have time to think. He reached into his robes and pulled out a palm-sized, grayish-white bone fragment.
He squeezed his fingers hard, crushing the bone fragment.
An earthy yellow light shield exploded from his palm, instantly expanding in all directions. It not only enveloped him but also wrapped in the Short Ghost-Faced Man lying on the ground behind him.
The surface of the light shield had patterns like a tortoise shell, with dark gold light flowing between the lines, making it as heavy as a mountain.
The Moonshadow Dragon crashed into the light shield.
"Boom!"
Silvery-white and earthy yellow lights exploded simultaneously. The shockwave spread outward, peeling layer after layer of gravel from the road surface.
The light shield trembled violently. Fine cracks began to appear in the tortoise shell patterns, and the dark gold light quickly dimmed.
The second Moonshadow Dragon followed closely behind, hitting the same spot.
"Boom!"
This time, the light shield could no longer hold out.
Cracks spread frantically from the point of impact like a spiderweb, covering the entire surface of the light shield.
The earthy yellow light flickered violently a few times and then shattered with a bang.
Countless shield fragments flew in all directions, turning into a sky full of earthy yellow light spots before dissipating.
However, most of the Moonshadow Dragon's power had been neutralized by the light shield.
After shattering the light shield, the two dragons had shrunk by two-thirds. From their original massive dragon shapes, they became two arm-thick silvery-white light beams, striking the two Ghost-Masked Men respectively.
Even so, the remaining power was not to be underestimated.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man was hit in the chest by the beam and sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground and rolling twice.
A large patch of the scales on his left arm had shattered. The toxin in his right arm had spread to his shoulder, and the entire arm had turned purplish-black, unable to move.
He lay on the ground, trying to prop himself up, but he fell back down halfway through.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man was in even worse shape. Although he had been mostly protected by the light shield,
he was already seriously injured. Being hit in the back by the residual beam, his already shattered elytra were completely reduced to two stumps. The carapace on his back split open with several large gashes, and blood seeped out through the cracks.
He lay motionless on the ground, only letting out a groan of pain after several seconds.
The light dissipated.
The two Ghost-Masked Men lay on the cracked road. Their cloaks were in tatters, and their masks were mostly shattered.
The Tall Ghost-Faced Man struggled to raise his head and reached out to tear away the remaining mask fragments from his face, revealing the face of a man in his thirties.
He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. His face was terrifyingly pale, with traces of blood hanging from his lips.
The Short Ghost-Faced Man also slowly crawled up from the ground.
Only a small piece of his mask remained on his forehead, revealing half of a thin, sharp face. On his left cheek was a scar stretching diagonally from the corner of his eye to his chin. His lips were purple, and his eyes were bloodshot.