Ch. 128 - It’s Midnight
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Translators note: Shen Lingxue couldve been helpful, but the author hated her too much.
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Translators note: Shen Lingxue couldve been helpful, but the author hated her too much.
Fang Xiu's cold and almost heartless words made everyone shiver.
Some were angry but dared not speak out. After all, without Fang Xiu, they wouldn't have survived the graveyard.
Others agreed with Fang Xiu's logic, believing that those without value didn't deserve to live.
Some frowned deeply, thinking Fang Xiu was too cruel and that human life shouldn't be measured by sheer practical value.
However, none of these mattered to Fang Xiu. He lived his life without the need to explain himself to others. He didn't care what others thought as long as they obeyed him.
Fortunately, Fang Xiu had built up a fearsome reputation along the way. Some feared his unpredictable killing, while others hoped to use his foresight to survive.
No matter what their reasons were, for now, everyone obeyed him.
The group rushed toward the Peachface tree.
At the sight, the tree let out a shrill roar, followed by its branches trembling wildly and its leaves rustling loudly.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
One by one, Peachfaces fell from the tree. They smashed on the ground, turning into a mush.
In the next second, the mush suddenly began to expand, swirling and turning into human figures.
These people were pale, their arms hanging limply, and their waists unnaturally twisted, as if they had no bones in their bodies.
They roared and rushed toward the group of psychics like a tide.
As they got close, their pale skin suddenly bulged, and the skin split open.
Thick tree branches with lush green leaves burst out from within, along with vine-like tendrils.
In an instant, these pale figures seemed to transform into numerous humanoid trees, swinging their branches and vines.
The psychics looked afraid but were unwilling to show any weaknesses, activating their ability to fight against the Specter slaves.
A psychic with the ability to immobilize instantly froze several humanoid peach trees in front of them.
As they were frozen, Shen Lingxue's flames roared toward them, turning them into burning human torches, their screams echoing continuously.
At this moment, Shen Lingxue's powers seemed quite effective, as fire beats wood. However, the group was too quick to rejoice.
The humanoid peach trees were very resilient; even engulfed in flames and screaming in agony, they didn't die. Instead, they swung their flaming branches at the group.
Caught off guard, two psychics were knocked away, their bodies ignited by the flames. The others immediately put out the fire, or they might have burned to death on the spot.
Shen Lingxue was stunned. She was upset that her ability was now ineffective and even provided the enemy with a fire buff.
"Shen, you better put away your powers," Liu Shuai quickly advised.
Shen Lingxue's face was somber as she silently extinguished her flames and took out her short knife. Then she started to fight the humanoid peach trees in close combat.
Her knife was made from Mind Steel, but the color was duller, indicating it wasn't pure Mind Steel.
The battle started with everyone fighting hard. However, Fang Xiu, Zhao Hao, and Liu Shuai didn't join in.
Fang Xiu was saving his spiritual energy and keeping an eye on the main Peachface tree.
Zhao Hao was more like moral support, cheering behind Fang Xiu. Actually, Zhao Hao was the only one not fighting, considering that Liu Shuai at least helped by rescuing others. He would light the candlestick to teleport next to someone struggling and shield a hit for them.
The fight was at a stalemate until the main Peachface tree roared, seemingly recovering from its pain.
It grew rapidly. Its branches spread like a spider's web, covering the peach garden. It pulled itself out of the ground, and its roots twisted into two thick legs.
At last, it grew into a giant humanoid peach tree, much larger than the others.
The psychics felt overwhelmed by its size, feeling very small in comparison.
Fang Xiu was considering fighting it without using his spiritual energy; he was going to use his scalpel and the power of the hair Specter.
Just as he was about to make his move, a ringing sound stopped him. It was a phone alarm coming from behind him.
Then, a familiar scene unfolded.
Fang Xiu felt a tap on his shoulder, followed by a booming, attractive voice, "Xiu, I got your back."
It was Zhao Hao.
He stepped out from behind Fang Xiu and was now transformed. He had the height of a model and the muscles of a Greek god.
His skin now looked fair and tight, with a smile on his resolute and sunny face.
His hair? A shiny pompadour.
Zhao Hao, with his hands in his pockets, walked toward the biggest Peachface tree.
He crossed the battlefield, passing one psychic after another. The psychics, engrossed in their fights, suddenly noticed a ray of light flashing by.
Then they saw Zhao Tao walking with a bright confidence radiating from him.
The psychics paused, surprised by the sudden appearance of this charismatic figure.
Liu Shuai knew what was happening, excitedly looking at him.
"Hao, have you transformed?" he exclaimed.
Zhao Hao gave Liu Shuai a confident, charming smile.
"Leave the rest to me," he said, leaving everyone in awe, wondering who this bold man was.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a whooshing sound cut through the air. The main Peachface tree swung a branch towards Zhao Hao, intending to crush him into a pancake.
Everyone was shocked by this ferocious attack, almost seeing the scene of Zhao Hao being smashed to death.
However, in the next second, Zhao Hao took one hand out of his pocket. He raised it lightly towards the huge branch coming down on him.
What happened next was astonishing.
A huge, dull collision echoed throughout the area.
Zhao Hao had stopped it.
With just one arm, he blocked the thick branch, over two meters in diameter.
Everyone was stunned.
‘What the hell? Is he really the same Zhao Hao who’d been hiding behind Fang Xiu?’
Zhao Hao basked in their shocked gazes, even leisurely stroking his hair with his other hand. Then, with a slight smile, he announced gracefully, "It's Midnight!"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to reach everyone.