Chapter 8: Return (9)
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The heavy snow had stopped for three days, but suddenly, thick dark clouds rolled over Sky Void City, obscuring the scattered moonlight.
Inside the city, the only illumination came from the fierce fires burning everywhere, casting eerie shadows around.
At that moment, as Dog Head Strong Brother plummeted from the sky, a mysterious force shot in from who-knows-where and slammed into the giant’s chest.
The giant stumbled back a step, and Strong Brother, who had just hit the giant’s chin, tumbled down like a ragged bag, flailing wildly as he fell.
“Who’s there?!”
The Bald Man immediately sensed something was off, scanning the area frantically.
With a bellow, he summoned a dozen giants, still with a hint of their original intelligence. These were his most loyal lackeys, whom he hoped could lead an army and earn him glory one day.
Just a moment ago, they had devoured nearly a hundred people.
Those poor souls had peeled off the giants like meatballs, their minds wiped clean, leaving only rampaging Muscle Men behind, eager for slaughter.
Seeing so many subordinates around him reinforced the Bald Man’s confidence.
d*mn it, since it’s come to this, might as well stomp him into a meat paste!
Though he had cushioned his fall, Strong Brother lay sprawled on the ground, completely unable to move, wracked with pain, and his mind was starting to fog over.
“Why… am I not dead?”
“Shouldn’t I be inside that giant’s belly right now?”
As he witnessed a colossal foot descending towards him like a mountain, Strong Brother’s lips twitched into a bitter smile.
But at that very moment, something astonishing happened that left the Bald Man slack-jawed again.
Another force shot in from nowhere and struck the giant’s ankle, causing him to stagger back in pain, crushing several Muscle Men underfoot before awkwardly regaining his balance.
“Son of a… Who’s doing this?! Come out if you dare!” the Bald Man cursed. “Did anyone see who it was?!”
His lackeys shook their heads in unison.
“Fine then, let’s try something different!”
With a command, hundreds of fresh Muscle Men surged toward the snow-covered Strong Brother. Each step threatened to squash him alive.
This time, the Bald Man’s plan might finally work.
Suddenly, a tall, slender figure wielding dual knives leaped in front of Strong Brother. As countless enemies charged like rabid dogs, the figure called out, “Dual Sword Style! Gale Slash Formation!”
A whirlwind sprang forth from the ground, lifting the approaching Muscle Men into the air.
Simultaneously, two beams of sword light zipped through them like lightning, and by the time that dashing figure stood in front of Strong Brother again,
the Muscle Men raining from the sky fell like dumplings, each one getting a stab to a vital spot, with hardly a drop of bl**d spilled. In an instant, she wiped out nearly all of them.
In that moment, the Bald Man and his seasoned players froze in shock, a name flashing into their minds that once filled them with admiration and awe.
“Little Musashi! It’s Little Musashi!”
The giants instinctively took a step back, as if that name had some kind of magical power that drained their will to fight.
Back then, players had flooded the streets to witness Little Musashi, alongside Strong Brother and Cold Little Rain, defying the Ji Shen Organization and the Great King of the Split Land, cutting through enemy elites and going out in a blaze of glory.
So many had shed tears of regret over Little Musashi’s d*ath.
That’s when the name Extermination of Immortals truly embedded itself in the hearts of every veteran player.
So, when Little Musashi emerged and effortlessly obliterated the Muscle Men, leaving them trembling with fear, they forgot their own giant forms and began to back away.
“Master! Master… Boo hoo…”
Strong Brother, the iron-willed warrior who had fought bravely until now, couldn’t hold back his emotions upon seeing Little Musashi’s back, tears streaming down his face.
“Sorry, I’m late,” Little Musashi turned back, giving him a meaningful look. “You did great, Dog Brother!”
“Boo hoo… Thanks, Master.”
“Alright, enough talking.” Dressed in green, Jing Feng also appeared beside Strong Brother.
She crouched next to him, checking his pulse with a furrowed brow. “You’re hurt pretty badly.”
A soft green light enveloped Strong Brother, making him feel as if he were bathed in warm spring water, soothing his pain little by little.
“Little Musashi, I need at least… hmm, ten minutes.”
With a nonchalant wave of her dual blades, Little Musashi replied, “No problem.”
At that moment, the Bald Man finally realized just how outmatched they were.
They were supposed to be invincible giants! How could they fear Little Musashi?
If they could capture a skilled fighter like her, she would be a model subordinate and compliant woman rolled into one.
Thinking this, the Bald Man regained his composure.
“d*mn it! Even if it is Little Musashi, she can’t do anything to us. Grab her, and we can torture her however we want!”
The others chimed in, “You’re right, Boss! Let’s take her down!”
Drawing an X in the air with her blades, Little Musashi’s voice pierced the sky, “Where’s the Demon-Slaying Squad?”
“Demon-Slaying Squad, reporting in!”
“Demon-Slaying Squad, reporting in!”
With their enthusiastic shouts, over a dozen men and women dressed in various styles with assorted weapons knelt before Little Musashi, all in unison saying, “We greet you, Captain!”
Little Musashi coolly ordered, “You lot handle the puny giants. Just hold them off. The big one is mine!”
“Yes, Captain!”
Strong Brother felt a surge of excitement again.
Holy cr*p, it wasn’t easy, but he was finally witnessing the grand reunion of the Demon-Slaying Squad!
But he felt like he was paralyzed, unable to join the fray.
Jing Feng seemed to sense his feelings, frowning, “Don’t move. Once I finish healing you, you can join them.”
“Really?”
Jing Feng boasted, “With my skills, as long as you have breath left, I can save you, and you’re in pretty good shape!”
“Then I’ll rely on you!”
Hope swelled in Strong Brother’s heart.
Now that the Demon-Slaying Squad had appeared, it meant that Extermination of Immortals had noticed the dire situation in Sky Void City.
Everything should turn for the better from here, right?
“Strong Brother!”
He turned to see Cold Little Rain running towards him, tears streaming, while Si Yan looked worriedly around. “Where’s Li Xiaocong?”
