Holy Fist
Chapter 529 - 265 How’s it going? Are you comfortable now? You lowlife! _3

Chapter 529: 265 How’s it going? Are you comfortable now? You lowlife! _3

Luo Ping and the other exchanged glances, shivering with hair standing on end.

He quickly turned his head away, avoiding the gaze.

Luo Ping speculated a bit and already understood the meaning. Bai Xiao was hunting the personnel from the evolution site, the team leader Zhao Hu asked Heavenly God Company for help. The outcome was Heavenly God Company’s rescuers failed and instead got themselves trapped.

Their reconnaissance team has now all turned into hero fragments!

"I remember, the squad leader of Heavenly God Company is Wang Feng! He possesses one of the seven dual-winged class suits, Sunburn Axe. Even he, is gone?" Luo Ping muttered to himself, filled with shock...

He looked at the tall figure of Bai Xiao as he turned his head back around.

"This expert that Yao Qing has invited, who exactly is he!?"

...

Sleep Sea Resort, the battle in the darkness of the night had already begun.

In the village, figures in bulky white robes swarmed out. They sprinted so fast, it was unknown whether they had used the Death Sleep Technique to hypnotize themselves and unleash their physical potentials. One by one, the members of the Death Sleep Sect charged into the surrounding darkness, toward the Armor squad.

Squads from various Biological Armor companies were discovered.

They simply gave up concealing themselves, charging out and donning their armor instantly. The ferocious and brutal Biological Armor covered their bodies, with various alloy weapons swinging out.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

Some of the lowest-level cult members were directly sliced in half, blood splattered on the spot. Even if they unleashed their physical limits, they couldn’t match the Speed of the Armor.

"Crack!"

A white-robed figure put on a wooden mask, with contours of fresh blood seeping slightly from the face. He suddenly raised his right arm, which was marked with beautiful and twisted black patterns that seemed to squirm slightly like living things in the view. His fingers swiftly formed seals, carrying a dreamlike and hazy sensation.

"Visual manipulation! Blinding technique!"

The figure spoke a series of obscure and incomprehensible unknown words.

Suddenly, a tall armored figure, charging like ancient cavalry, dashed fast as lightning, but suddenly everything went dark before his eyes. Originally, even during nighttime, the Mecha Master’s overall view under the enhancement of Biological Armor was like daytime. Now, mysteriously lost the light.

He staggered, his whole body crashing heavily into the wall ahead.

With a loud bang, rubble flew, and a hole appeared. The armored figure was in a flurry, swinging his saber wildly but only hitting empty air. Suddenly, eerie and mysterious chants seemed to echo near his ear.

The armored figure, a buzzing sound in his eardrums, lost his hearing too.

He momentarily became both blind and deaf, swinging his weapons based on instinct, attacking around. With a clang sound, the weapons struck, and the feedback from the impact force returned to his arm. The armored figure felt elated and immediately swung out another forceful strike at that direction, slashing twice with a "pu-tchi" sound. As his saber cut into an enemy’s body, a sharp pain also shot through his own.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

In a corner of the room, two Biological Armors, their sharp weapons stuck at critical spots, blood burst forth like fountains, both heavily falling down.

This scene unfolded in every corner around the resort.

On the battlefield.

A figure in a black robe, wearing a purple mask, strolled around leisurely. Hands behind his back, he appeared as laid-back as if he were walking through a garden.

He coldly watched one powerful Biological Armor after another get strangulated and killed.

He reached out with his right hand, slowly caressing the fierce and defined contour of the mask.

As gently as if touching a lover.

"Netherworld Mask, really impressive!"

"With such a strong item boosting, even the lowest level white mask can double the power of the Death Sleep Technique!"

"Combined with the research in..."

"Just a matter of three to five years, Eternal Sleep Sect, revival is promising!"

"Can completely return to its original place rightfully and openly!"

"Hahaha..."

Simultaneously, in Sleep Sea Resort, from both east and west sides.

Two powerful figures slowly stepped into it.

From the east side, a tall figure in a black trench coat walked amidst the dense darkness. His long hair flowed like a waterfall, his pupils as dark as black holes, and his face bore a dark blue Evil Ghost mask with a maximally fierce and evil contour.

Its level was unfathomably higher than that of a white mask.

"Mother of Masks..."

"Hehehe, you can’t escape!"

From the west side, a domineering and majestic figure pushed through the night and burst into the resort. An immense murderous aura inch by inch plowed over the ground and walls.

He walked on the empty streets, his heavy footsteps resonating clearly.

A terrifying aura surged backward, sweeping across the entire street.

"Since the fight has started..."

"It won’t lack me too."