# 1553
Chapter 1549: Lu Menglei's Fear
The buzzing of Migo's vibrating membrane wings filled the air. Its body quivered, shattering the Rock Demon that had been gnawing at it. It turned mid-air to look down at Lu Baoyou and the others below. The tentacles writhing from its head seemed furious.
"Run!!" Fang Mo shouted. Everyone turned and sprinted toward the opposite side of the road.
Migo's membrane wings trembled as it shot after them like lightning.
Fang Mo transformed into a White Tiger, carrying the unconscious boy on his back while leaping nimbly between buildings. His heterochromatic eyes watched the others being hunted down the road, his expression anxious.
Fang Mo could sense the "Klein" fluctuations emanating from Migo, along with that hair-raising Cthulhu Faction aura. Every strand of his fur stood on end. He finally understood why Lin Qiye had said they couldn't help—the highest cultivation level in their squad, his own and Lu Baoyou's, was only "Sea" realm. Even if everyone fought with their lives, the odds of winning were virtually zero.
"Bad move. If we keep running like this, we'll lead it to the air-raid shelter where other students are hiding." Li Zhenzhen anxiously watched their direction of travel.
Lu Baoyou's eyes narrowed, a cold gleam flickering across his face. He grabbed the Straight Blade at his waist, twisted his body, and charged directly at the Migo!
A pair of broken dark-red wings unfurled from behind Lu Baoyou. These wings could no longer carry him aloft—they could only help him leap from the ground, maintaining balance as he slashed toward Migo's head!
A faint light flickered across the Straight Blade's surface, and a grotesque mouth tore open along its body, emitting a screech that set teeth on edge.
The space around Migo trembled violently. Before Lu Baoyou's blade could touch the creature's body, it was forced aside. Several slender, sharp appendages thrust outward, opening several gory wounds across Lu Baoyou's body.
Lu Baoyou grunted, his single eye glaring死死 at Migo. Ignoring the agony coursing through him, he forced out another slash!
Migo seemed unprepared for the fact that this human still had strength to spare. This strike wasn't deflected by the distorted spacetime—it landed directly on Migo's pink carapace, producing an ear-piercing screech as dense sparks flew!
BOOM—!!
Migo's body convulsed, sending the blood-soaked Lu Baoyou plummeting from the sky. Just before he was about to crash into the concrete ground, a White Tiger silhouette shot past, barely catching him in the nick of time.
"Are you insane?" The White Tiger Fang Mo growled from his throat.
In the midair, Migo's membrane wings quivered as it shot toward Lu Baoyou once more. But before it could fly more than a few meters, its form seemed to be嵌入 in the night itself, freezing in place.
A deep crimson shadow materialized from the night sky. Sword light flashed like a silver-white thunderbolt cleaving through the darkness. By the time everyone's vision cleared, the figure stood firmly on the earth.
At the same moment, the frozen Migo in the air was smoothly bisected down its center.
Lin Qiye reached toward the Migo beneath the night sky and clenched his fist. Countless unseen beasts seemed to grip both halves of Migo's body in the darkness, tearing them savagely into countless fragments that scattered across the sky like a bloody rain.
"Lord Qiye!" Upon recognizing the figure, the White Tiger Fang Mo's eyes lit up with delight.
Lin Qiye walked to where Lu Baoyou lay. His spiritual sense rapidly scanned the man's body before his expression relaxed slightly:
"Luckily, no vital organs were hit. Take him to headquarters for treatment. I'll handle things here."
"Commander Lin, what exactly is that monster?" Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but ask.
"This is a 'Migo'..." Lin Qiye started to explain, then seemed to sense something, turning to look in a certain direction. "I'll explain later. There are fourteen more..."
Lin Qiye vanished on the spot. The reserve team members stood stunned for a long moment before Su Zhe tentatively spoke:
"Commander Lin just said fourteen... they can't all be at this school, right?"
"So many 'Klein'-realm monsters? Can he really handle them all?"
Fang Mo returned to human form and banged Su Zhe's head hard. "That's the 【Nightfall】 we're talking about. Are you questioning Lord Qiye's abilities?"
Su Zhe rubbed his head, still finding it hard to believe. "That's still an absurd number... Is the special squad really that strong? Will we be like that someday too?"
"That's a problem for the future. If we don't leave now, we'll meet our end right here." Fang Mo hoisted Lu Baoyou onto his back and hurried toward the gate of Shangjing University.
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"This junior..."
"Yes?"
"You're like Student Cao Yuan too, right? You have some special identity?"
In the empty hall, Lu Menglei nervously surveyed the silent campus around her. An inexplicable chill crept into her bones. Mustering her courage, she tried to ease her mounting tension.
An Qingyu rubbed his throbbing temples—he was feeling somewhat better than before. He spoke weakly, his voice trailing into a fit of coughs.
Watching An Qingyu's hunched, coughing form, Lu Menglei's lips pressed together tightly. She clutched the bag containing her bamboo sword close to her chest, her gaze alert as she scanned her surroundings.
In her view, on this open ground there was only her, this physically frail junior in a wheelchair, and a blue kitten. She didn't understand why Cao Yuan had left her here, but among the three of them, she was undoubtedly the strongest.
Perhaps Cao Yuan had left her here hoping she would protect this junior?
With that thought, Lu Menglei's gaze grew resolute. One hand gripped the bamboo sword's hilt inside her bag. Her long lavender skirt rippled in the evening breeze.
"Meow—!" Suddenly, the blue kitten Laifu, which had been lying beside An Qingyu's wheelchair, leapt to its feet. Its eyes locked onto something in the darkness. Its back arched, every strand of fur standing on end!
This startled Lu Menglei. She immediately seized her bamboo sword, turning to face that direction.
From behind the dim stage, a massive creature drifted slowly upward. The buzzing vibration of membrane wings echoed in Lu Menglei's ears. Gravel on the ground was swept into swirling chaos. When she clearly saw Migo's tumorous head covered in tentacles, she froze completely on the spot.
What the hell is that thing?!!
The hand gripping Lu Menglei's bamboo sword trembled slightly. She instinctively stepped back, but catching a glimpse of An Qingyu behind her, she hesitated—then gritted her teeth and stepped forward again!
Her hands clenched the bamboo sword tightly, the blade pointed at the approaching Migo. Her face had gone ashen, her chest heaving up and down as she deliberately controlled her breathing.
"Meow—!"
The thunder beast Laifu was about to pounce forward when its movements suddenly halted. It turned its head to look in another direction—two more Migos were hurtling down from the dark clouds toward them!
"So this is Migo..." An Qingyu stared blankly at the three pink monsters approaching, his eyes tinged with gray. He tried to activate 【Unique Correct Answer】, but before he could hold it for even a second, he broke into violent coughing.
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Someone in the family got infected. Sanjiu has become the designated cook. I'm probably not far from catching it myself... With taking care of family and writing, plus this upcoming plot being extremely important, updates might be unstable recently. I can probably only maintain two chapters a day at best. When Sanjiu gets a fever, I might barely manage one chapter. Please understand~