Chapter 901: Chapter 86: The Descent of Light
Black snow fluttered, blood splattered.
Meng Xiao’s hands pierced through the chests of two Strong Attack Type Transcendents!
This scene was truly overwhelming!
The faces of several followers turned pale as they watched… The murderous intent contained in this strike was truly chilling to the core. Was this really the power unleashed by a replication of physical prowess?
But Gu Shen felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
He had already calculated many possible changes in this suppression battle in his mind… Even gathering everyone’s strength, he feared they couldn’t suppress Meng Xiao. What he hadn’t anticipated was this madman killing his own followers without a blink!
And he did it without batting an eye!
In the earlier situation, with [Moonlight] and the robe’s protection strength, even taking on the fierce attacks of the two Strong Attack Types might have resulted in only minor injuries… Yet Meng Xiao directly counter-killed them in this situation!
These were “Death Soldiers” who were wholeheartedly loyal to him!
Even Gu Shen, who was using these people, felt a momentary regret for the deaths of these two people… On the other hand, Meng Xiao, expressionless, flicked his palm, using his ability to burn away the blood contaminating him. In his eyes, there wasn’t even the slightest hint of remorse.
Killing these two followers was like crushing two ants in his path.
This scene instead ignited the ferocity of the team!
Seeing a teammate fall!
The remaining six Transcendents all saw red.
Bakui roared and charged at Meng Xiao. The giant bear he had transformed into was already completely berserk, almost losing human will…
Meng Xiao coldly observed this scene. He did not speak, nor did he attempt to defend his “identity” any further; he simply waited quietly for the next wave of attacks to arrive!
A flash of insight passed through Gu Shen’s mind, a vague thought surfaced.
The reason Meng Xiao so decisively chose to kill his own followers without a moment’s hesitation… Perhaps it was because he was born believing himself superior, not needing to care about the lives of his followers. Killing two people was better than being lightly injured himself.
Or perhaps, because the people he brought, the moment they stepped into the Disaster Realm, were destined to face death.
Even if they were killed.
There was no need to feel regret.
Thinking carefully, this restart mission, with Meng Xiao entering the Disaster Realm as a privileged one, was actually serving Light City… He acted on the instructions of the Light God’s Seat, but no one knew what the real Duke Zhen Yue was truly seeking by the Duolu River, and these followers he brought along knew even less than a bit of intelligence.
Thinking of this, Gu Shen hastily shouted, “Bakui! Retreat quickly!”
It was truly an ironic scene.
The real Duke Zhen Yue mercilessly slaughtered his own followers.
The one trying to save these lives was his enemy, Gu Shen.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Bakui’s speed was too fast, and he had already crashed in front of Meng Xiao…
The giant bear roared, slamming down a paw!
Before it stood the motionless figure, which suddenly moved as swift as thunder.
Meng Xiao’s eyes were cold, leaping into the air, with a forceful whip kick that swept heavily across Bakui’s head without mercy.
The intense tremor turned into a muffled sound of pain!
A series of blood beads and broken teeth flew out—
This kick was extremely powerful, Meng Xiao did not hold back at all, seemingly wishing to kick Bakui’s head flying!
However, this giant bear was indeed thick-skinned and durable, not killed outright but was flung dozens of meters away, spinning nearly a hundred times in the air, crashing heavily into the snowy ground, and then losing consciousness.
Bakui completely lost his combat power, even the berserk state of the giant bear was beaten out of existence.
However, he was indeed stronger than the previous two Strong Attack Types.
As he approached Meng Xiao, he exerted all his strength in a claw strike, surprisingly leaving a faint mark on the Zhenyue Robe.
That claw mark dissipated.
Bullets smashed through the sky, stirring layers of fluorescence in the nightmare of Black Snow Mountain.
The Zhenyue Robe rippled with a thin layer of light wall.
The bullets were stopped by the light wall, splattering apart—
Meng Xiao walked forward slowly.
Frost, purple lightning, red flame, cold wind, and other natural elemental sounds of friction surrounded him, but none of these abilities could stop his advance.
At this moment, the followers who had drawn their guns were all at a loss.
They saw the moment the light wall of the robe deflected the bullets and wavered.
They looked at each other, and each pair of eyes was full of confusion.
This nightmare left them unable to distinguish reality from illusion.
Even more so, they couldn’t distinguish… Who the real master they should serve was, between Gu Shen pretending to be Zhen Yue, and the “replicated body,” because both were “too alike.”
They were completely lost.
And soon, they would also face complete “release.”
“By the light’s command…”
A cold, emotionless, slightly chilling whisper burst from Meng Xiao’s lips.
The sound swirled, like fire, igniting the black snow drifting over the mountain waist wherever it went.
At this moment, Black Snow Mountain seemed even more like a dream.
The ten thousand tons of black snow falling from the iron dome, like white paper encountering a bright flame, began to slowly “spread,” and this wisp of fire emerged from Meng Xiao’s mouth.
His voice became the oracle of the gods, his will transformed into the decree of the gods.