The Demonic Messengers broke down.
They had already used every trick they had: hallucinations, poison, blinding, ignition. Among more than a hundred Demonic Messengers, there were bound to be some Demonic Path Relics that were impossible to guard against, especially ones that could penetrate Defensive Tokens and take effect directly. Even a Military Town Third Rank would suffer terribly under the assault of so many people. Even if he did not die, more than a dozen Negative Status effects would torment him until he wished he were dead.
Yet none of it worked.
None of it!
Middle-aged Helan Xun could at least dodge, but reckless young Helan Yu did not dodge or evade at all. Unless it was some disgusting attack like using a shit-stained mop to make a monkey steal a peach, he simply took every other attack head-on. The clothes on his upper body were reduced to tatters, and he casually tore them off, revealing a body covered in lean muscle. Ferocious tigers, dragons, elephants, golden eagles, and all kinds of rare birds and fierce beasts were tattooed across his chest and back. It was a tattoo of a hundred beasts!
He was like a beast toying with its prey, deliberately enduring the Demonic Messengers' attacks before tearing them apart to their despair and horror. Their filthy blood splashed across his hundred-beast tattoo, as if awakening the beasts within.
Everyone knew he was deliberately crushing their morale, but merely seeing the complete, vivid hundred-beast tattoo on his unharmed body was enough to make the Demonic Messengers lose all courage to fight him. They fled in panic, scrambling in every direction.
The Demonic Messengers were not afraid even of a Military Town Third Rank. After all, people died when they were killed, and a Military Town Third Rank was