With the Crimson Mantis fighting at full strength, it saw several investigators fleeing and refused to let them go.
Those investigators had attacked it from a distance with ranged weapons, giving it no end of trouble. Now it was filled with murderous intent, vowing to kill every last one of them.
Shi Zhiming sensed the Crimson Mantis's intentions. Ignoring his injuries, he gritted his teeth and charged forward again.
He swung the notched long saber in his hand with all his strength, aiming for the Crimson Mantis's head.
His goal was simple: hold off the terrifying beast so it couldn't chase after his fleeing comrades.
With a thunderous BOOM, like a shell exploding, Shi Zhiming was struck by an invisible sledgehammer and sent flying.
He crashed through two trees before hitting the ground hard.
After landing, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, staining the dirt beside him red.
In his current condition, trying to hold off the Second-Order Peak Crimson Mantis was like an ant trying to stop a chariot.
The impact had made his injuries even worse. He was nearly at death's door.
"Damn it! Stop right there!" Shi Zhiming struggled to his feet, only to collapse heavily back onto the ground. His voice was full of frustration.
The Crimson Mantis paid no attention to the wounded Shi Zhiming. Beating its enormous wings, it sped after the fleeing investigators.
With its terrifying strength, catching up to the injured, exhausted investigators would be as easy as turning over its hand.
In just a few seconds, it was right behind them.
Sensing danger closing in, the fleeing investigators turned to look over their shoulders.
When they saw the Crimson Mantis right on their heels, their faces turned paper-white, their eyes filled with despair.
They tried to fight back, but exhaustion