197: Chapter 197 The Fist of Judgment

All that remained in the original spot was a massive crater.

Shi Fei carried Mao Yutong and flashed to the edge of the crater just in time, narrowly dodging that devastating blow.

"Damn it... That was a ruthless strike. If we had been even a second slower..."

Shi Fei held the petite Mao Yutong firmly under one arm, muttering to himself with lingering fear.

In the past, Mao Yutong would have undoubtedly bitten Shi Fei's arm hard without hesitation, forcing him to put her down.

But at this moment, she had absolutely no time to care about such things.

"It actually appeared, one of the Twelve Divine Envoys..."

"The Fist of Judgment, Andre."

Mao Yutong's expression was as grave as frost, her gaze locked tightly onto the figure floating above the crater.

It was a man with a robust physique and bulging muscles.

His brilliant blonde hair was trimmed very neatly, and he sported a distinctive goatee on his chin.

At this moment, he maintained the posture of having just swung his hand downward.

Clearly, turning the entire Command Center into flat ground was this man's handiwork.

"Go find the Boss; just the two of us are no match for him."

Mao Yutong's tone was filled with vigilance.

"But it looks like he won't let us get away that easily..."

As Shi Fei spoke, he cast his gaze toward the man, only to see that the opponent was also staring intently at the two of them, grinning to reveal his teeth.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, the man who had been a kilometer away tore through the sky and instantly stood before Shi Fei and Mao Yutong, cutting off their path.

Up close, the man was faintly shrouded in a layer of holy white radiance. This radiance seemed to possess a sentience of its own, outlining complex patterns on his skin.

Following closely behind him, visible substances resembling white liquid were continuously surging out from the deep crater, one after another, drilling into his back.

These were the Souls of the deceased who had unfortunately perished just moments ago in the Command Center due to the man's fierce attack.

With every Soul absorbed, the white radiance on the man's body became a bit more solid.

"Yo, aren't these the stinking rats who have always been hiding and cowering?"

"I originally just wanted to stop by and check on the situation, but I didn't expect to make such an unexpected discovery."

Andre's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile filled with provocation and danger.

"No more nonsense. Tell me the whereabouts of the person you hid six years ago, and I'll leave you two with an intact corpse."

"Well, thank you very much for that."

Shi Fei's mouth curled slightly, appearing as if he had let out a sigh of relief, but his tone was actually filled with mockery and disdain.

"Someone like you, who doesn't even blink when turning your own lackeys to ash, and still continues to exploit and utilize their Souls like an animal... for you to be willing to leave us an intact corpse, you must have really had a sudden surge of conscience."

"However, I've been drifting for so long that if I were to die, I'd like to experience the feeling of being carried by the wind."

"Of course, I still don't want to die, so..."

Shi Fei's gaze turned cold, and his wrist flicked with the speed of lightning.

The dagger in his hand instantly transformed into a sharp cold light, slashing forward fiercely.

This sudden action caused Andre to pause slightly, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes.

Admittedly, Shi Fei's movements were as swift as the wind, but in Andre's eyes, it was like a slow-motion replay; every detail was clearly discernable.

He saw it clearly: Shi Fei was simply standing in place, waving the dagger in his hand at him, without moving his body even a fraction.

He was still over ten meters away from Shi Fei, clearly out of reach for a short weapon like a dagger.

Precisely because of this, Shi Fei's actions left the combat-experienced Andre momentarily confused.

However...

"Clang!"

A crisp and sharp sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out.

Andre felt a slight impact on his neck and couldn't help but tilt his head.

"Tch."

Seeing that the strike hadn't been effective, Shi Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of unwillingness and determination.

He instantly erupted with all his strength, slashing the blade forward as fast as he could with all his might.

In an instant, the blade light flickered like starlight; in a split second, he crazily slashed out over a hundred times from various tricky angles.

The dagger in his hand was also an ancient relic.

As long as he could inflict even the slightest wound on the opponent, it would act like a maggot on the bone, accelerating the silent drain of the opponent's life force.

However, his blade was completely blocked outside of Andre's skin; no matter from which angle he slashed, he couldn't make the blade enter even a fraction.

This series of thunderous attacks, aside from making Andre's body sway slightly, had no substantial effect and instead left him exhausted.

"A slash that can ignore distance? Interesting."

Andre nonchalantly shook his neck slightly, as if the opponent's attack was just a pleasant massage.

He did know that these demonic lackeys also possessed special abilities similar to a Special Ability.

But there was no need for him to rack his brain guessing what the opponent's ability was.

His Special Ability, one of the capabilities of the "Fist of Judgment," allowed him to absorb the Souls of the opponents he killed to strengthen himself and use the Souls as consumables to accomplish a series of things.

He had already used the Soul energy he absorbed just moments ago to form a defensive coating on the surface of his skin.

Unless the scale of the attack far exceeded his own, no matter what form the attack took, it would not affect him.

"Exploiting Souls? Don't put it so harshly."

"They are all devout believers, and now they have simply washed away the sins of their lives and returned to the embrace of God."

Andre opened his big mouth, revealing a ferocious smile.

"And your sins are too heavy; they need to be washed away along with your Souls!"

Andre suddenly threw a powerful, heavy straight punch.

In an instant, a massive and dazzling white light erupted from the tip of his fist, rushing fiercely toward Shi Fei and Mao Yutong.

Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be twisted and blurred, emitting chilling sizzling sounds.

This white light was a lethal strike condensed from the "Fist of Judgment" by consuming Soul energy.

As long as it touches anything, whether it is flesh and blood or a Soul, it will surely turn into nothingness and dissipate from this world completely!

And because of his previous outburst, Shi Fei's Authority could not be used for a short time, making him unable to dodge this attack again.

In desperation, as if grabbing a spear, he suddenly pushed the Mao Yutong he was holding to the front:

"Sister Maomao, I'm counting on you!"

"Screw you!"