Qing Qiu's smile was somewhat smug. It couldn't avoid Colt bullets that ignored distance and hit directly, but with its dynamic vision, it could clearly see the fingers of the Dragon Head White Coat. Just before Li Ang's finger muscles contracted, Qing Qiu raised the Kui Cow mech's arm, using it to block the demon-piercing bullet.

The Dragon Head White Coat pondered for a moment, then held the Colt revolver in his left hand.

The fingertips and nails of his left hand extended and curved,

forming a ring that passed through the Mirage Dragon Red Mane coat and gloves, hooking onto the pistol's trigger.

The smile on Qing Qiu's face instantly froze.

"Pa!"

The Dragon Head White Coat's thumb moved slightly, and Qing Qiu instinctively raised the Kui Cow mech's arm, which had already been breached, again.

The gunshot didn't sound. The soft thumb nail bent in front of the trigger, failing to pull it.

Qing Qiu then realized that the "pa" gunshot was a sound effect made by the Dragon Head White Coat himself.

"Pa pa!"

Li Ang continued to make the sound effects, and his index finger twitched again.

Qing Qiu, filled with annoyance and about to lower its arm, immediately and securely blocked its body, not daring to expose itself.

Seemingly finding a knack for it,

Li Ang's hand and fingers danced rapidly like playing the piano, completely without any rhythm.

At the same time, he held the gun in his left hand, covered his mouth with his right hand, made a Beatbox pose, and made rhythmic sounds in his mouth, intimidating his opponent.

"Pa pa pa, shiu shiu shiu, jiu jiu, peng peng, hong hong!"

The two sides didn't speak the same language, but gunshots didn't need translation to be understood.

Qing Qiu's eyes widened, speechless.

It could see the range of motion of the finger hooked on the trigger, but if every finger was moving randomly, it lost its meaning.

It might fire the next second, or it might not—depending on when Li Ang chose to harden his nail.

Qing Qiu didn't know that the Colt revolver automatically generated a demon-piercing bullet every five minutes, could only store a maximum of six bullets, and had already fired them all. There was still... a minute until the next bullet was generated.

So, the demon general stood there, with a complex expression, wary and cautious.

Honestly, this Beatbox was quite good. It sounded a bit like gunshots edited into music.

In the Kui Cow mech's cockpit, the red warning light flickered non-stop.

In the narrow space, a clever, obscure, turbid, and seductive whisper echoed, tempting the pilot, Ding Zhensi, to let go of reason, embrace chaos, and embrace power.

"Shut up."

Ding Zhensi roared in a low voice. The tactical suit automatically sprayed hemostatic gel, stopping the long, narrow wound on the back of his head caused by hitting the cockpit.

He endured the pain, ignored the clever temptation, and looked at the display panel in the cockpit.

Remaining power, still 5%...

Enough.

Skill: [Battleship Blade · Gale Fury]

Skill effect: Slay battleships. Launch the target into the air with a wave-crashing blow, then execute it.

The Kui Cow mech, lying on the ground with its limbs twisted like a broken doll,

suddenly, in a completely unreasonable angle, abruptly raised its left arm, grabbed the high-frequency cutting blade scattered on the ground, and stabbed it into the ground beneath Qing Qiu's feet,

lifting the soil along with the fox above it.

The skill called [Gale Fury] had appeared before in the Sky Arena, but failed to be fully released.

This skill required the two sides to be close enough.

Usually, enemies who saw an armed mech more than three meters tall with a machine gun in its left hand and a battleship blade in its right would choose to flee, never giving it a chance to get close.

But Qing Qiu thought it had completely crippled the mech, and in order to avoid the Colt revolver, which had actually run out of ammunition, it was still standing next to the Kui Cow mech.

The distance was just right.

The high-frequency cutting blade transformed into countless afterimages, allowing no gaps, and slashed toward Qing Qiu.

Qing Qiu's figure was suspended in mid-air, restricted by the skill effect and unable to land in a short time.

It only felt that the blade's momentum was like a stormy sea crashing down.

The sense of imminent danger, a threat to its life, stung its skin.

The fox's pupils suddenly contracted. In its vision, the speed of the high-frequency cutting blade instantly slowed down,

allowing it to see the trajectory,

and then, parry.

The demon general's body remained still, but its arm disappeared—its sword swing was so fast that its arm, along with the thin sword, looked as if it had become invisible.

Ding ding ding ding—

The dense sound was like a rainstorm. Qing Qiu actually used its dynamic vision and physical qualities to block hundreds of Kui Cow mech strikes with its ordinary thin sword.

This was not without a price. Qing Qiu landed on the ground, its hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

The muscles in its palm tore,

and the skin under the fur on its body was slashed with deep wounds by the high-frequency cutting blade.

The Kui Cow mech wanted to slash again, but the energy officially reached zero. The red light in the cockpit gradually dimmed, and the high-frequency blade, which drew energy from the mech, also stopped running, turning into an ordinary metal blade.

Failed to, kill it?...

Ding Zhensi silently released his clenched fist. The previous series of battles, as well as the 500 stamina points consumed by releasing [Battleship Blade · Gale Fury] at this moment, had reduced his physical strength to the limit.

His body and the mech dissipated together.

"Huff, huff..."

Qing Qiu gasped for breath. The sword that was originally aimed at the mech's cockpit missed.

A nauseating feeling inexplicably surged in its throat. With a "wah," it spat out the warm spring water created by the [Drowning Assassination Technique].

At the same time, Li Ang, who was still reciting Beatbox, also used divine power to release his body's restraints, picked up the Tyrant's Crosswise Halberd, and rushed over.

Li Ang's physical qualities were fully enhanced with divine power. The muscles hidden under the Mirage Dragon Red Mane coat swelled and tightened. With each step he took, the ground would sink in one piece, and the soft soil was crushed as hard as bricks.

The Tyrant's Crosswise Halberd thrust straight at it.

Qing Qiu had no choice but to block with its sword. With a thrust of the halberd, it felt its right hand holding the sword vibrate wildly. Its bones ached, and blood uncontrollably flowed from its furry ears.

The damage caused by the previous high-intensity battle, accumulated, had reached a point where even the demon general's body could not ignore it.

Flash could not be used.

The forehead and temples, which had been hit by demon-piercing bullets, had even more blood seeping out through the bones and skin crevices after the blood surged.

Clang—

The Tyrant's Crosswise Halberd collided with the thin sword several times.

Not just weapons,

fists, legs, elbows, knees, head. The two sides in close combat used every means to unleash their attacks.

Even though it had been severely injured by a demon-piercing bullet sneak attack, its stamina was severely depleted, and blood was constantly flowing from its ears, Qing Qiu was still able to keep pace with Li Ang, who had fully activated his divine power, temporarily maintaining a balance.

The Dragon Head White Coat's gun,

might be pulled out again at any time...

It couldn't turn invisible right now, and there were no bunkers to hide behind. Once it was shot in the head, it would completely lose its combat power.

It had to find a way to leave, or kill the human who lit the match and blocked invisibility (that is, Qing Xingdeng)...

Qing Qiu's mind raced. Using the force of the weapon collision, it retreated violently, but heard a sound of something piercing through the air behind it—Yu Yixinzhong, who had transformed into a half-demon, drank a healing potion, temporarily suppressed his injuries, and rushed over, his samurai sword slashing at Qing Qiu's back.

Worse, Qing Xingdeng in the distance also realized that the time had come. While fully urging the match to dispel the disguise effect, six ghostly blue flames emerged behind her and smashed toward Qing Qiu.

Facing the pincer attack from the front and back,

Qing Qiu's eyes were bloodshot. A majestic demon power surged from its body. With a shake, it sent Yu Yixinzhong flying.

It held the thin sword horizontally in front of it, blocking the long halberd,

and raised its left arm, with its palm facing Qing Xingdeng.

The majestic demon power, without any usage skills, poured out, extremely unrestrained, or rather, extremely wasteful, blasting apart the six ghostly blue flames. The remaining force hit Qing Xingdeng,

causing her hair to fly backward, and her entire face to wither rapidly under the corrosion of the demon power.

The candle in her hand instantly went out, and her whole person disappeared from the spot.

Overuse of demon power caused its legs to weaken, and it almost knelt on one knee.

Yu Yixinzhong, who had been knocked away, also returned at this time, and the enchanted katana in his hand slashed horizontally again.

This time, it finally hit—Qing Qiu's back, from its left shoulder to its right waist, was cut with a long gash that revealed bone.

"Roar!"

Qing Qiu let out a roar that was extremely disproportionate to its size. Its knees suddenly tensed, and it actually stood up straight, enduring the pressure of the Tyrant's Crosswise Halberd.

Its hand reached back to grab Yu Yixinzhong's samurai sword, clenched the blade tightly, ignoring the blood gushing from its cut hand, and pushed hard.

The blunt hilt of the sword, with the addition of great force, still escaped Yu Yixinzhong's control, pierced through her waist and abdomen, twisted her internal organs into a ball, and her whole person disappeared.

Pa.

Li Ang grabbed Qing Qiu's wrist. At such a close distance, even when facing Qing Qiu, even though the Ten Finger Dissolution had a delay and relatively slow flight speed, it could still ensure a hit.

The long-dormant Ten Finger Dissolution bloomed with a ghastly green ray of energy,

hitting Qing Qiu's forehead.

The fur instantly annihilated, the skin completely dissolved, and the forehead bone pierced by the demon-piercing bullet completely melted.

Qing Qiu's eyes lost their luster, its figure disappeared, merging into the wind.

"..."

Li Ang stood there, his ears filled with the pounding sound of his violently beating heart. The white coat he was wearing was covered in wounds, revealing the Mirage Dragon Red Mane coat underneath—Qing Qiu's sword failed to cut open the Red Mane, but left sword marks of immense force on it,

The remaining kinetic energy passed through the Red Mane coat, directly damaging his internal organs, causing even his specialized organs to rupture.

As expected of a demon general...

Li Ang took a deep breath, and the Colt revolver appeared in his hand again.

Qing Qiu made two mistakes in this battle. One was failing to know the bullet's charging time...

Li Ang suddenly turned around, and pulled the trigger towards a certain void behind him.

Bang.

The gunshot rang out.

Qing Qiu, who tried to use invisibility to feign death while Qing Xingdeng disappeared, finally fell from the void.

It was holding the hilt of the thin sword in its hand, and in the wound on its forehead dissolved by the Ten Finger Dissolution, there was a bullet hole that had pierced through its brain.

...The second mistake was not noticing the tiny spores that Li Ang had scattered on it during close combat.

Using the divine power contained in the spores to locate it, Li Ang locked onto Qing Qiu's location in its invisible state and completed the kill with one shot.