Why Are You Making That Face?

"Then let's kill him five times."

Fang Mo's devilish voice rang out, utterly calm.

"...Huh?"

The little girl had just breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, she abruptly looked up again. Her childish face was filled with shock and disbelief.

But in the very next moment.

Fang Mo's attack arrived as expected.

He slapped one hand against the ground, and the earth suddenly began to tremble for no apparent reason.

All artillery fire stopped at the same time. Smoke and flames dissipated, revealing Berserker lying in a huge crater, no longer even resembling a human. The saturation bombardment had clearly been effective; another life had been spent here.

But as had been mentioned before.

He possessed the skill Twelve Trials. He had to be killed twelve times by different methods before he could truly be finished off.

The instant the bombardment stopped, Berserker began recovering. Every injury on his body vanished simultaneously. Rather than high-speed regeneration, it looked more like time itself was reversing. In less than a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes again.

"Roar!"

The moment he revived, Berserker roared and raised the axe-sword in his hand.

But at that very moment.

Fang Mo's attack arrived as expected.

Some construction materials appeared out of thin air on the ground nearby, things like red bricks. Then, these materials began multiplying at high speed, transforming into a cold, sinister building in the blink of an eye.

The building's exterior was made of red bricks, but its inner lining consisted of thick Metal Blocks one meter on each side. Aside from two lead-gray blast doors, the entire structure had only several special glass windows and a few valve-like devices.

Through the glass windows, Berserker's massive silhouette could vaguely be seen inside.

"...What is that thing?"

Saber stared