Rabbit Must Die -
Chapter 525 - 137 Rabbit’s Anger [Part 2]_1
Chapter 525: Chapter 137 Rabbit’s Anger [Part 2]_1
"Not coming? Not a chance!" Qin Shou nearly grabbed his scimitar and bellowed as he charged down the mountain!
Almost simultaneously, a shout arose: "I, stop!"
Qin Shou didn’t look back, but he recognized the voice—it should be Bull Head. However, he had no regard for Bull Head now as he was set on rescuing someone!
The waters of the Nether River were colder than Qin Shou expected; he involuntarily shivered upon entering them! But the murky Nether River, once entered, offered an astonishingly clear view, and it was no worse than on land.
Looking down, he saw that the bottom of the Nether River had vast mountain ranges undulating beneath. However, these mountains were bare, without even a hint of green aquatic plants visible.
At the same time, there was no sign of life, not even a single Asura in sight.
Qin Shou had no idea where to search for Hanyue, so he picked a direction at random and charged forth... At the same time, he silently opened the Black Demon Box and took out a chicken leg, shaking it through the water. Qin Shou remembered Hanyue mentioning that Asuras had exceptional senses of smell. They had tracked down Hanyue the last time by scenting the fragrance of her meal, swarming over henceforth.
So, Qin Shou wanted to put this method to the test!
Meanwhile, above the Nether River, Bull Head stood on top of the mountain, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, "I, you... ouch... you can’t blame me, alright. I went to Taozhi Mountain, but the Eastern Ghost Emperor wasn’t there. I couldn’t find him; I couldn’t summon reinforcements... Ah..."
Qin Shou was unaware that the reinforcements he sought were unable to come, but currently, he had no time to dwell on that.
At the moment he took out the chicken leg, Qin Shou felt three presences immediately lock onto him!
Those presences were like chilling serpents, or leopards lurking in the grass!
The crucial point was, the number of presences targeting him was rapidly increasing; in three breaths’ time, over a hundred presences had locked onto Qin Shou!
Qin Shou hurriedly put away the chicken leg, and almost instantly, an angry roar echoed: "Rabbit!"
"Kill!"
"The Rabbit is mine!"
At the same time, Qin Shou saw in the water the red glow of six pairs of eyes lighting up, eyes filled with extreme hunger and greed.
Three Asuras suddenly surged from afar, their speed astonishing, while two streaks of cold light aimed directly at Qin Shou’s throat and between his brows, and an even swifter streak of cold light swept towards his waist from behind! The three struck almost simultaneously!
Seeing this, Qin Shou cursed with a sneer, "And here I thought all Asuras were strong. Turns out..."
In the midst of speaking, Qin Shou suddenly transformed into three heads and six arms. Regardless of the swords and knives that struck him, producing a cacophony of clangs, his hand grabbed one Asura and tossed it towards a mountain below!
Two bangs sounded, and two Asuras were smashed into pulp on the spot, dead!
The remaining Asura was just about to roar when Qin Shou slapped him, pulling back all his cries, and then demanded, "Yell again, and you’re dead!"
However, Qin Shou still underestimated the innate ferocity of this warrior race; the opponent completely ignored Qin Shou’s threat and charged headfirst at him!
"Kill!"
Qin Shou cursed, calling the attacker a lunatic, then spun around and threw him; with a bang, the Asura collided with another who was also rushing over, both crumpling into a pile of mush.
Meanwhile, more and more Asuras appeared within Qin Shou’s line of sight; he tilted his head and swore, "Shit!"
Then Qin Shou took out a transparent raincoat-like garment and draped it over himself; he knew what his biggest weakness was—not being able to get stained with resentment blood of the living spirit. Even a slight touch would knock him out instantly, leaving him defenseless like a fish on the chopping block. Thus, he had always been considering how to avoid getting tainted with resentment blood—the simplest and most brutal method being to wrap himself up in a layer of blood-proof clothing.
Qin Shou’s blood-proof garment could hardly be considered a magic treasure; it was hastily crafted by himself, barely functional, and definitely not durable.
But things had come to this point, and it was all he could do—like trying to resurrect the dead.
Facing the group of Asuras rushing at him, Qin Shou knew there was no time to waste with these brutes. Their numbers were too great; it would be troublesome as they seemed to multiply the more he fought. With that, Qin Shou turned and dived into the water, becoming a shadow submerged in the water, then slipping into the ground’s shadow in an instant.
This was precisely the Path of Shadows that Qin Shou had learned from the disciple of Dading True Master—its true strength lay not in its attack power, but in its unpredictability. Once he slipped into the shadows, unless the opponent possessed Great Divine Power or a method to counteract it, it was impossible to lock onto the enemy within the shadow.
Unable to find their prey, they naturally fell into a state of being helplessly attacked.
Watching the group of grotesque Asuras facing the dark, completely clueless, Qin Shou breathed a sigh of relief and thought, "Phew... As expected, these muscle-brains can’t see through the Path of Shadows."
Ordinary Asuras weren’t adept in techniques; they were natural-born warriors, specializing in their formidable physical bodies and various combat techniques. Confronted with Qin Shou’s Path of Shadows, they looked at each other, utterly at a loss for what to do.
Then, after a glance among themselves, they snapped out of it as if realizing that they could attack their neighbors. So, howling, they mercilessly turned on those beside them, plunging the scene into chaos!
Qin Shou hid in the darkness, shaking his head in disbelief: "Damn it, I’m starting to understand why Nether River Patriarch set up the cycle of reincarnation. Without a cycle of their own, these fools... would probably wipe themselves out in a few days."
Having said that, someone crashed down next to Qin Shou. This person was robust, built like a bear, notably with highly developed pectoral muscles, wielding a pair of axes, and with slightly dark skin, yet his face was remarkably clean, devoid of any facial hair. Otherwise, Qin Shou would have truly suspected that this was the Black Whirlwind, Li Kui.
However, this person got up, wiped the blood from their mouth, and bellowed, "You dare hit me? I’m the city princess of Banna City! Go to hell!"
The instant Qin Shou heard these words, he felt as if lightning struck him, searing him on the outside and cooking him on the inside. All he could think was, The city princess? This is the city princess?
Then an equation appeared in his mind: Li Kui + razor = the city princess!
At that moment, Qin Shou felt a wave of nausea, his skin crawling and goosebumps littering the floor, followed by a shiver before he raised his head to take a careful look at the battling Asuras in the sky. After a closer examination, he finally realized that indeed there were many female Asuras—yet these females hardly differed from the men. Their chests were muscled instead of breasted, unashamedly exposed, lunging and swinging their axes, grabbing an enemy to chop down, using their hands if without weapons, and even biting if hands failed... In short, every combat-capable part of their bodies had been fully exploited.
PS: Big blast on the 27th, at least twenty thousand words, ten Chapters’ worth!
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