Chapter 78: Death God
"Enemy—"
*Crack!*
A fair-skinned fist appeared out of thin air, directly shattering the throat of a Sanctuary Paradise contractor. Broken neck bones and flesh splattered, embodying a brutal aesthetic.
"Infiltration successful."
Citrus Girl had a contractor tucked under her arm. This contractor died a miserable death, his head twisted around several times while still alive. She and Gulu could both shield perception, so they were the first to infiltrate the enemy camp.
"It seems... that's the case."
As Gulu finished speaking, blue flames ignited on her arm. Seeing these blue flames, Gulu's eyes narrowed.
"I've been exposed."
"Then good luck to you."
Citrus Girl leaped backward and vanished from the spot.
"Tch, little bitch."
Gulu turned her head to look at a tent in the distance. In the darkness stood a burly man wearing a white coat, his arms crossed over his chest.
"If I remember correctly, you're called Feast?"
"Holy Flame."
The man in the darkness stepped forward. Blue flames ignited on both his forearms, illuminating his meticulously trimmed beard, giving him the unique mature charm of a middle-aged uncle.
"So scary, I surrender."
Gulu released the dagger in her hand. The dagger fell to the ground, and she crouched down, holding her head with both hands, looking pitiful and helpless.
Seeing Gulu's performance, Holy Flame frowned deeply. In his view, a strong person like Gulu shouldn't act this way.
"Uncle, what are you going to do to little old me?"
Crouching on the ground, Gulu looked up at Holy Flame, her expression clearly saying, "Come any closer and I'll cry right in front of you."
"Seductress."
Holy Flame struggled for a long time before spitting out that word. It was quite a challenge for this upright man.
"Wah..."
Gulu suddenly burst into loud crying, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Holy Flame's expression was somewhat complicated. Reason told him this little girl was very dangerous—she was a demon wrapped in a cute exterior. But making a move against a crying little girl? He could do it, but he couldn't help hesitating.
Gulu sniffled, her eyes even turning red from crying.
"Uncle... you really... don't learn your lesson, do you?"
Tears flowed down Gulu's face. A moment ago she was crying bitterly, but now, she was smiling.
"Hm?"
Holy Flame's perception fully expanded. A blood-red phantom appeared behind him.
"Whirlwind."
Holy Flame raised both arms, his white coat flying off his back. The steel-like muscles on his spine bulged.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...*
The sound of wind came from around Holy Flame. He punched the air a dozen times in front of him. The force of his punches stirred the air currents around him, and the blood-red phantom behind him was pulled by the turbulent flow to Holy Flame's front. His fists, wrapped in blue flames, shattered the blood-red phantom in just a few blows.
*Shiiing!*
A long dagger slashed past Holy Flame's eyes, aiming to gouge them out.
"Nice dodge."
Gulu, holding the dagger, crouched and curved her body. Mid-air, she dodged three of Holy Flame's punches, planted both feet on his abdominal muscles, and leaped upward.
"Your tricks won't work on me a second time."
Holy Flame's arm, wrapped in blue flames, grabbed at his own chest. With a crisp *crack*, several fiber threads coiled around his torso were snapped.
"Oh? An attack from behind... really doesn't matter?"
Gulu tossed the long dagger in her hand. Holy Flame remained unmoved. The next moment, a gust of wind struck from behind him.
Holy Flame instinctively turned, raising both arms to block in front of him. A fist, not particularly fast, came straight at him.
*Boom!*
The ground shattered, shockwaves spreading in all directions. Holy Flame shot backward with a *whoosh*, crashing into a cluster of tents and disappearing from sight.
The People's Teacher flexed his right fist, his gaze shifting to Gulu.
"I'll handle this one."
Gulu walked toward the direction where Holy Flame had disappeared.
Clearly, the dozens of attacks by the Reincarnation Paradise side before were just harassment. But this time, it was a full-scale assault on the Sanctuary Paradise side. All 149 surviving contractors joined the battle.
This time, the contractors of Reincarnation Paradise were unexpectedly united. Outnumbered as they were, being any less united would mean slow death. No one wanted to die, so the madmen of Reincarnation Paradise temporarily banded together.
149 contractors fought 353 contractors on open terrain. More importantly, the gap in raw strength between the two sides wasn't huge. Over 95% of Sanctuary Paradise's holy men were willing to fight to the death.
If nothing unexpected happened, after this chaotic battle, even if the Reincarnation Paradise side wasn't completely wiped out, they would suffer heavy casualties, losing their qualification to compete for the World Coordinates.
Of course, that was assuming nothing unexpected happened.
In the night, a large group of contractors rushed out of the rainforest. Along the path, someone had thrown a dozen smoke grenades, and some mages had released a kind of crystalline dust.
At first, the Sanctuary Paradise side didn't take this attack too seriously. But after a series of explosions, they realized something was wrong.
In an extremely short time, the Sanctuary Paradise contractors split into several squads, each with a reasonable configuration, capable of both offense and defense.
Shennai stood at the center of the crowd, puzzled. She was puzzled why the Reincarnation Paradise contractors would attack. More importantly, where did these people come from? Their own perception-type contractors hadn't given any warning.
Three kilometers from the camp, Yumo of the Huangchuan Adventure Group leaned against a female contractor, looking drowsy.
"Yumo, keep eating."
That 'kind and amiable' female contractor patted Yumo's head. Around the two were dozens of empty medicine bottles.
"Burp~"
Yumo let out a satisfied burp. She... was full from taking medicine!
"Come on, be good, open wide."
...
The Sanctuary Paradise side indeed hadn't sensed the Reincarnation Paradise group. The reason was simple: Yumo had shielded the aura of the Reincarnation Paradise group. Although Yumo looked easy to bully, she was a very strong perception-type contractor, as seen from the battle in Lubei City.
If it were just shielding the Reincarnation Paradise group, Yumo wouldn't have needed to take medicine until she was full. She had also shielded other 'things.'
Inside the Sanctuary Paradise camp, after leaving over a dozen corpses along their charge path, the Reincarnation Paradise group successfully reached the front of the camp and engaged in chaotic combat with the Sanctuary Paradise contractors.
In a short time, the slaughter reached its climax. A large group of contractors beat each other's heads into dog heads, blood and severed limbs flying everywhere. Some mages, bloodshot, even started swinging their staves to hit enemies. The representative among them was Solomon.
Solomon had only been a turret for half a minute, but that half-minute of bombardment covered the Reincarnation Paradise contractors' charge into the camp. If not for Solomon's cover, it wouldn't have been just over a dozen corpses left behind.
After half a minute of non-stop bombardment, the Sanctuary Paradise side initially suspected Reincarnation Paradise had a mage group of dozens. When Solomon's mana dropped to just 15%, he stopped the bombardment. This guy merged with his Dark Avatar.
Now, Solomon was a 3-meter-tall figure wearing a dark-element robe, holding a 2-meter-long war scythe—a Death God. The ethereal black energy, the robe formed from dark elements, and that scythe—no one would doubt Solomon's identity as the Death God.
Moreover, the name Solomon, in certain mythologies, was the gate of hell's guidance.