The silver-haired woman suddenly laughed, finding amusement in seeing the beautiful woman in such a difficult situation. She was jealous of Shen Linguxue and was so happy to see her humiliated.
During this intense interaction, Fang Xiu didn't just stand by. He was busy fighting off the Specter Slaves that were swarming around them. Despite killing many of these creatures, he had only moved a few meters forward.
The situation was horrifying. The green light from the bronze candlestick was like a giant glass cover, trapping Fang Xiu and his team. With Shen Lingxue down, their ability to clear the Specter Slaves was greatly reduced. They were completely surrounded.
Zhao Hao was severely injured and barely able to stand. Now, he was supported by Liu Shuai.
Fang Xiu watched calmly, aware that their team was reaching its limit. Shen Lingxue was buried in the ground, and Zhao Hao and Liu Shuai were losing too much blood.
After killing several Specters, Fang Xiu's Spiritual Energy was halved. He couldn't afford to use it carelessly because he needed to reserve it for activating his special ability, the blood pupil.
His original plan was to use the candlestick and Shen Lingxue's fire attacks to clear a path. This would allow him to get close to the silver-haired woman and use his blood pupil to cut her head down.
However, she was still tens of meters away, too far for the blood pupil to work. The blood pupil, an evolution of Lin Ziyang's mutation, was a powerful second-tier ability but required close distance.
Fang Xiu hoped to use the blood pupil to cut the woman's head and then finish her off, making use of her moment of weakness. Killing a second-tier psychic like her could be done with a single strike, given Fang Xiu's ability.
He had planned to enjoy the thrill of defeating the silver-haired woman and the Specter Slaves. However, plans often didn't keep up with changes. From the moment the mastermind behind the scenes appeared, the odds of victory started to tilt.
Everyone initially thought the mastermind was a Specter, but it turned out to be a combination of a Specter and a psychic, a much more formidable opponent.
As Fang Xiu weighed his options—either to reset by dying or use his last resort now—a confident, sunny, and charming voice came from behind him, "Xiu, please move aside."
Fang Xiu frowned slightly, surprised to find an unfamiliar person suddenly behind him.
Turning around, he saw a man about 1.85 meters tall, with well-defined facial features, pale skin, slicked-back hair, and a physique like a model, smiling confidently at the Specter Slaves surrounding them.
The man's smile, though light, was full of confidence and brightness. It seemed to dispel the gloom and terror around, possessing a convincing power. He looked like a cheerful, sunny guy.
It was said that a slicked-back hairstyle could either enhance someone's charm or worsen their appearance, and this man definitely belonged to the former category. His slicked-back hair added to his charisma instead of seeming cheesy.
Fang Xiu was puzzled looking at this sunny, cheerful guy. He looked very similar to Zhao Hao, like an upgraded version of him. He even called him "Xiu."
Fang Xiu remembered Zhao Hao's ability—after 11 p.m., he would become taller, more handsome, and muscular with slightly enhanced physical attributes, mainly increasing his sexual performance.
This made Fang Xiu involuntarily glance at the man's lower body and notice it was indeed more prominent than Zhao Hao's used to be. Just this one look was enough for Fang Xiu to confirm that this man was Zhao Hao, whose sexual ability was so notable that people tended to overlook his other qualities.
Now, seeing Zhao Hao's transformation, it was clear he wasn't lying—he really was well-suited for ... unconventional work. His ability should be called the 'Magic Mike Transformation' rather than just sexual prowess.
"Are you Hao?" Fang Xiu questioned.
The sunny guy smiled. "Yes, it's me. Xiu, I know you're surprised, but don't be yet. There's more surprising stuff coming up."
With that, Zhao Hao casually handed the bronze candlestick to Liu Shuai. Then, he confidently stepped past Fang Xiu, hands in his pockets, a proud look on his face, walking alone toward the Specter Slaves. Despite being surrounded, he walked as if he was the one surrounding them.
Soon, Zhao Hao stepped out of the protective range of the candlelight. The Specter Slaves, sensing their prey, rushed toward him like sharks smelling blood.
Finally, Zhao Hao took his hands out of his pockets, cracking his knuckles with a clear sound.
Facing the oncoming Specter Slaves, he smiled proudly and said, "It's time."
Before his words even fell, Zhao Hao disappeared from his spot like a ghost. He charged into the group of Specter Slaves like a tiger pouncing down the mountain.
Zhao Hao swiftly spread his arms, instantly grappling the Specter Slaves on either side with his iron-like grip.
With just one charge, he knocked down more than twenty of them. Each Specter Slave possessed strength far beyond a normal human, their hair-like bodies as tough as steel wires. Such strength is usually only manageable by psychics with enhanced abilities, yet Zhao Hao did it effortlessly.
With this charge, Zhao Hao reached the center of the Specter Slaves. There, he was like a heavy tank, rampaging and striking without restraint. Each punch he threw exploded a Specter Slave's head into a cloud of black hair, scattering in the wind. His kicks sent several Specter Slaves flying like bowling pins.
At this moment, Zhao Hao's combat ability was off the charts!
Fang Xiu was reminded of the first time Zhao Hao had called him after awakening his ability.
"My ability is to become handsome after 11 p.m., and my physical fitness improves, becoming more muscular. But the physical enhancement is just a side effect; the strongest part is my sexual prowess! I'll tell you what… You can put a 100-kilogram weight there, and it'll still hang!”
'So, this is just the 'side effect'? No… Zhao Hao was totally wrong.'
Fang Xiu pondered. He wondered why Zhao Hao had made such a big mistake when recognizing his own ability.