"I'll count to three. If you don't leave this place, I'll detonate the bomb..." the suicide warrior shouted.
But at that moment, the suicide warrior failed to notice that directly above his head, the thumb-sized translucent spider had already lowered a strand of silk and silently, swiftly slid down from the top of the cave.
The two Phantom Knights merely watched calmly.
"You're just a mere Warrior. Why struggle at a time like this?" the Phantom Knight surnamed Huang said with a sigh. "Thousand-Machine True Lord is renowned throughout the world, his might shaking the land. How could he possibly be so easily subdued by you, or lose his life to a tiny alchemical bomb..."
"Zhang Tie has already been poisoned by Soul-Severing. He can only do as I command!" The suicide warrior shot the two Phantom Knights a crazed look, then began counting. "One..."
Yet just as the word left his lips, before he could call out the second number, the translucent spider had landed near his neck and, like lightning, bit down on it.
The suicide warrior's body instantly stiffened. In the blink of an eye, a layer of white frost spread across his face, and even his eyeballs abruptly turned white.
The two Phantom Knights leisurely descended the final step and came before the man. The one surnamed Huang first gripped the man's hand, removed the alchemical bomb from it, and disengaged its detonator. Then the two carefully examined Zhang Tie in the man's grasp.
To the two Phantom Knights, the suicide warrior was now no different from a corpse or a stone statue. He no longer posed the slightest threat.
"This is Zhang Tie!"
"There's no mistake. Thousand-Machine True Lord has the face of a youth. This is Thousand-Machine True Lord Zhang Tie!"
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