74: stray dog

After speaking, Locke Galahad no longer hid his strength, releasing the full pressure of a Sequence 9 powerhouse.

In an instant, the entire secret chamber seemed to grow darker.

Wave after wave of Extraordinary pressure swept out from him in all directions.

Locke Galahad raised his head slightly, glanced at Victor, and then, in an extremely calm tone, stated the fact that Victor could barely accept, enunciating every word,

"Just because... I am... Sequence! Nine!"

This calm yet impactful voice echoed throughout the secret chamber, lingering for a long time.

At the same time, the black trench coat he wore began to flutter without any wind.

At this moment, he was like a knight in the darkness, a master of the night, looking down upon everything in the secret chamber.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately brought infinite pressure to Victor.

Hearing Locke Galahad claim to be Sequence 9, combined with this pressure that far exceeded that of an ordinary Vampire, Victor's face, which had originally been sneering, instantly lost its smile, and his hand, which had been pressing against his injured shoulder, fell limply to his side.

His eyes instantly lost some of their luster.

He stared at Locke Galahad, whose coat hem was fluttering, in utter disbelief.

"Impossible, this is impossible. How old are you? How could you possibly become a legendary Extraordinary Creature, how could you possibly break through to Sequence 9!"

He shook his head frantically.

He was completely unable to accept this news.

At this moment, his convictions were actually beginning to collapse.

He had not expected that all his hard work over hundreds of years, even going so far as to use the flesh and blood of his own kin and souls to trade with demons, would in the end...

In the end, it was actually inferior to a young man in his twenties.

It was truly pathetic and hateful.

"There is no such thing as possible or impossible. Regardless of whether you accept it or not, you are going to die today."

Locke Galahad waited for a while, noticing Victor's expression becoming increasingly ugly, and knew that the other party was likely at the end of his rope.

To prevent the other party from jumping over the wall like a cornered dog, or fighting like a trapped beast, and launching a final assault against him, he concentrated all his energy.

He was even prepared to take out items from his inventory at any time to boost his combat power.

【lacrosse mask】 to prevent mental attacks,

【virgins curd】 to ensure quick recovery after injury, so as to maintain peak condition.

Victor also felt his body weakening as his blood flowed out, so even if he was unwilling, he had to give up this hard-won opportunity to evolve into Sequence 9.

"Only by living can there be a future. At worst, I'll escape, find another hidden place, and start cultivating again. As long as I can live..."

As this thought sprouted, his eyes became increasingly firm.

Locke Galahad also noticed his change, so he switched from holding his sword with one hand to two.

At the same time, he stared at the opposite side without blinking, guarding against Victor and that tentacle monster launching a suicidal attack against him at this final moment.

"Kid, I've noted today's grudge."

As soon as the words fell, Locke Galahad summoned his utmost focus, holding his breath, preparing for the final showdown: "Is it finally coming?"

He originally thought Victor was about to launch his final attack against him, but unexpectedly, a ruthless look appeared on the other party's face. After making his threats, he turned and jumped violently toward the Flesh Ball.

And that Flesh Ball actually opened a large mouth like armor, swallowing Victor whole and completely wrapping him up.

Then, its 8 tentacles lashed out violently against the ground, and the entire Flesh Ball shot out at an extremely fast speed like a ball, but the target was not Locke Galahad, but the wall of the secret chamber to the side.

"Oh no, this guy wants to escape!"

Seeing Victor's actions, combined with his previous words, Locke Galahad instantly realized that the other party was trying to escape.

If he guessed correctly, there should be a secret passage left behind by Victor behind that wall.

Thinking of this, he also slammed his feet into the ground and rushed towards the tentacle-wrapped Flesh Ball containing Victor at top speed.

However, although Locke Galahad's mind was fast, and he reacted in the blink of an eye, he was still a bit slow.

Indeed, as that wall of flesh slammed into the wall of the secret chamber, the wall that had seemed solid instantly collapsed with a roar, revealing a dark, round tunnel behind it that led to who knows where.

The size of the tunnel seemed tailor-made for this Flesh Ball, not only just enough to accommodate it, but there were even small protrusions deliberately extended from the walls for the Flesh Ball's tentacles to use for leverage.

It seemed that when Victor built this secret chamber, he had already prepared this secret passage and had planned that he might use this tunnel to escape.

"Truly a cautious guy."

Locke Galahad naturally could not let Victor escape, so he followed closely and rushed into the tunnel.

However, just as he entered, he was surprised to find that the 8-legged Flesh Ball's movement speed was not much slower than his own, and because of the terrain, it was even slightly faster than him.

Therefore, the distance between the Flesh Ball and him was slowly increasing.

"Damn it."

The tunnel was pitch black and even had many forks. Victor, inside the Flesh Ball, kept guiding it to escape in the correct direction.

Feeling the sound of Locke Galahad's footsteps behind him constantly fading, his heart, which had been occupied by fear, suddenly became hateful again.

"Kid, you'd better pray that you can kill me today, otherwise I will definitely come back for revenge."

"When that time comes, I will destroy your family and everything you care about. You just wait..."

He had designed this secret passage mainly to prevent being besieged by the werewolves led by Lucien; after all, the Flesh Mountain monster he cultivated was very weak at the beginning, and it took hundreds of years of cultivation to reach the current level close to Sequence 9.

If he had been surrounded by werewolves hundreds of years ago, he would have had no choice but to flee.

But he didn't expect that this secret passage wouldn't wait for werewolves, but instead waited for a young Vampire only in his twenties.

After running into this secret passage, he had confidence that he could escape Locke Galahad's pursuit.

After all, he had dug countless forks in the secret passage just to confuse enemies, and he didn't believe Locke Galahad could catch up to him.

Even if he could choose the right fork once, he didn't believe Locke Galahad could choose correctly 100 times.

As long as he chose one wrong, it would buy him several minutes of escape time.

But it was a pity that he had far underestimated the ability of a Sequence 9.

In the pitch-black tunnel, although Locke Galahad's speed was slightly slower than the Flesh Ball, he was still clinging tightly behind it, with no sign of losing it at all.

Although the secret passage was pitch black and had many forks, this could not confuse Locke Galahad at all.

This was not to say that he was lucky and could choose correctly every time, but because he had activated the Extraordinary Ability of the Night Demon, 【Night Vision】 and 【Echo Location】, even from hundreds of meters away, he could easily determine Victor's location, so there was basically no possibility of choosing wrong.

Moreover, he was not afraid of losing him.

As long as they got out of this secret passage and reached the outside world, without the terrain advantage, the Flesh Ball's speed would inevitably decrease, and then it would be his home turf.

At that time, his speed would not only be unaffected, but it might even be slightly enhanced due to the appearance of the moon.

A red Flesh Ball, a black figure, in the tunnel, one in front and one behind, launched a chase at an extremely fast speed.

He fled, he chased, he could not escape even with wings.

This was the true portrayal of Victor.