Chapter 229: The Doctor, Like a Battle God, Treats Patients in Bulk
The sudden chaos in the abandoned factory caught everyone off guard; even Ghost Domain’s Number Two was dumbfounded when he saw Bai Yu. All he knew was that An Que, that idiot, had somehow found himself in someone else’s trap, but what exactly happened was still a mystery to him.
He was watching the situation over at the abandoned factory, and all he saw was An Que sending in a team of Gatekeepers, who then mysteriously never came out again.
He thought maybe those Gatekeepers had made some kind of discovery and were just being diligent.
As it turned out, they’d been taken out silently inside, no wonder An Que was so anxious; he didn’t want to keep dragging the battlefield into the factory while wasting time.
In his line of sight, An Que was getting pummeled badly. As Vice Chairman, he seemed to exhibit zero resistance and was on the verge of being beaten to d*ath by that woman.
Was this the most humiliated An Que had ever felt?
When had Chairman An ever suffered this kind of loss?
He watched as his old rival was about to be beaten to a pulp, and Number Two couldn’t laugh, not even a chuckle.
Because… the Dragon Lady had entered the arena.
If those tenplus girls were like wolves among sheep, then this Dragon Lady’s entrance was akin to a combine harvester cruising through a rice field. The term “harvest” could hardly suffice; she wasn’t harvesting rice but rather lives.
She was unstoppable, like cleaving through cucumbers.
The surrounding Gatekeepers were thrown into disarray, flailing about like headless chickens, swiftly dealt with by a single slice.
Unlike those female madmen, the Dragon Lady had no penchant for torturing her victims. Her strikes were immediate, precise—aimed straight at the fatal spots. Once you were in her hands, you didn’t get a second chance. Throats, hearts, heads—her attacks were clean and lethal, and just by observing her fluid movements, one could tell how many people she had probably dispatched.
Was this really the embryo of an Evil God?
Number Two pushed up his mask a little, his trembling hand pulling out a cheap yet potent cigarette from his pocket. He managed to stick one in his mouth and fished out a flick lighter, which, under normal circumstances, was just a simple action. Yet, at this moment, for reasons unknown, it felt exceedingly difficult; his shaking thumb struggled to find any strength.
On the battlefield, the Gatekeepers were losing their armor and retreating in chaos. The Ghost Domain folks weren’t faring much better—barely escaping from the Gatekeepers, they were instead wiped out by this Dragon Girl, losing nearly a third of their crew.
A third, just ten people; it seemed like a small number.
But bear in mind, this had only been a few minutes—just a few minutes!
This Evil God must have broken through somehow, giving rise to such a terrifying creature…
That wasn’t supposed to be the case!
Was the intel system for the Gatekeepers grown on garbage? Did they bring over a hundred people to deal with such a monster, practically serving themselves up as a snack?
In just five minutes, the Gatekeepers and Ghost Domain had been pushed to the point of having to cooperate.
Number Two felt a mixed bag of emotions.
After all these years, from the founding of the Gatekeepers to the Ghost Domain, had they ever collaborated before?
Their first collaboration now came out of sheer crisis—both sides nearly crumbling under the pressure, instinctively uniting with no communication whatsoever.
Countless evil spirits surged toward the center of the battlefield, where the Dragon Lady stood, and while the effort produced results, most of it was credited to those in red clothes. The weaker evil spirits quivered in fear at the Dragon Lady’s presence, paralyzed like a pet on a hunting trip realizing its “owner” was a gargantuan dragon; no matter how hard the owner whipped, the pet wouldn’t dare step forward.
Sadly, those in red were only able to restrain her; dealing any meaningful damage was a stretch, even merely brushing against her was a feat.
Once his cigarette burned out, Number Two stubbed the b*tt onto the ground.
“This is probably the last time. Sorry.”
A shadow draped in mist materialized behind him; the black fog around her wasn’t as pure as an Evil God—it seemed like she had just crawled out from a campfire, still burning with small sparks, almost like she was kindling.
“Go help your sister.”
At this, the girl nodded, raising her blurred features to gaze at the overwhelming figure in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by foes yet still maintaining a dominating presence.
That aura filled her with horror; instinctively, she didn’t want to get close.
But her sister was still out there. If she didn’t go, her sister might d*e, right?
In an instant, the girl vanished from her spot, flying toward Bai Yu.
Technically, the two girls were Number Two’s daughters—one had died by Chairman Chen’s hand, and the other at An Que’s, both turning into evil spirits to accompany Number Two ever since. They weren’t exactly lucid, just following Number Two’s singular command.
Now, with his two evil spirits, a total of four evil spirits existed on the battlefield, applying significant pressure on Bai Yu.
At least twenty more in red surrounded her, with a dozen on the outskirts, so with these evil spirits pulled into the mix, only the haunted spots behind the Eternal Life Village could compare.
You had to admit, these two forces had some clout.
What came wasn’t even a quarter of the two factions’ total strength.
Moreover, these guys had suffered some losses in the earlier scuffle; otherwise, they would be even stronger.
Turning her long kn*fe, two streaks of bl**d-red light flashed out, cutting through the twenty-plus risen corpses ahead like butter. The next moment, dirt flew from her feet as a claw made of shattered corpses descended upon her, nearly two meters long.
Clang!
The grotesque amalgamation of limbs and bodies was sliced into a dozen pieces by Bai Yu’s swift motion. An evil spirit attempted to escape, only to be ensnared by her bl**d threads and dragged back.
Ducking to evade bullets from behind, Bai Yu took to the air with a powerful flap of her dragon wings and adeptly landed in front of a red-clad foe, her dragon claw effortlessly piercing through their body while the Painful Thread absorbed their essence, all the while using them as a human shield against five-six trailing attacks.
The red-clad victim, serving as a shield, absorbed half of Bai Yu’s strength and was broken apart by their teammates’ hits. Bai Yu waved her long kn*fe, slicing through two red-clad enemies, leaving them riddled with fine cuts.
Her kn*fe forms originated from the Painful Thread, appearing physical but working exceptionally well against those in red.
Three slender, twisted Painful Threads were cast out by three tall, skinny red spirits nearby; Bai Yu barely glanced back, her dragon wings extended like a shield, repelling the opponent’s threads effortlessly. With a shift in weight onto her left leg, her right foot swept through, shattering a red-clad foe’s skull.
Swish, swish, swish!
Eight “zombies,” controlled by evil spirits, pounced from different angles, blocking all her escape routes, and boy, were they seizing the opportunity.
Bai Yu’s red vertical pupils narrowed; the world around her slowed down to a crawl—a good five times slower. She leapt into the air, raising her long kn*fe.
All eyes were on her, watching in despair as she appeared overwhelmed; they thought there might be a chance. However, before they could catch their breath, those eight invincible zombies, empower by the evil spirits, were suddenly sent flying, none of their bodies remaining intact.
“Roar!”
A corpse possessed by an evil spirit, skin black and glinting slightly with metallic sheen, was launched out, its hands claw-like.
This creature was significantly faster, too fast for most Gatekeepers to catch, leaving only a blur in their vision.
Everyone thought, “Finally, this beast should be useful, right?”
At least, upon seeing this zombie hunched over like a predatory feline, legs coiled and ready to launch a lethal strike against Bai Yu, they had hope.
But, before they knew it, there was a flash, and they couldn’t even process what happened—this awaited zombie was now being hoisted high in the air by Bai Yu with just one hand grabbing its throat, its legs flailing and hands clutching at her iron-claw-like dragon claw.
Black Painful Threads began wrapping around the struggling zombie, trapping the evil spirit within, unable to escape.
It howled in agony, its eyes darting towards the other three evil spirits on the battleground.
Then, the trapped evil spirit witnessed a scene that sent its bl**d pressure skyrocketing.
That small evil spirit, looking like a big spider, saw its comrade ensnared like this and, without a second thought, yanked its power away and began to flee hand in hand with the larger and sparking evil spirit!
That sparking evil spirit was the strongest of the group, yet it wanted to run after just a few exchanges.
Naturally, Bai Yu had no intention of chasing after those sisters. Let them flee; it was better for her—otherwise, a standoff would be obnoxiously troublesome.
The outskirts of the battlefield were barricaded by more than ten female madmen, ensuring no one escaped.
With two evil spirits clearing a path, Number Two led the remaining ten Ghost Domain members to break through and get the heck out, taking along with them around sixteen-seven red-clad foes.
The forces surrounding Bai Yu dwindled by half, causing the Gatekeepers’ morale to plummet.
But what was even worse?
One of Chairman An’s evil spirits was gobbled up alive.
Yes, gobbled up.
That zombie, which everyone had anticipated, was gradually withered down as it struggled under the creature’s absorption, its roars diminishing slowly.
It wasn’t that they didn’t try to save it; it’s just that even if Bai Yu was standing still and letting them attack, they couldn’t rescue it.
This scene left not just the Gatekeepers and the remaining evil spirit in utter despair, but even the female madmen on the outskirts couldn’t help but exclaim.
“d*mn it, she’s like a battle god. She treats patients in bulk now, huh??”
It was truly a battle god descending from the heavens.
Looking at the strength of the two factions on the battlefield, had they switched places, they would have suffered tremendously.
While mockingly questioning the two factions, they privately acknowledged how formidable they were; even just the evil spirits numbered four, more than enough to take them out now.
And yet?
Holy moly! The doctor had rushed in and was slashing everyone left and right, making both sides scream for mercy.
Who knew what Chairman An was feeling right about now?
Crossing this divine being is definitely a blunder.
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