"My lord envoy, hold on! We'll save you!" an elder from the Godslaughter Gate shouted in grief and fury, raising the short hammer in his hand.
Ye Meng reached him first. The elder swung his hammer down, but Ye Meng shifted his footing and dodged left, tilting his body as he drove the blade in his hand toward the elder's heart.
Bang! Just as Ye Meng's body had seemingly evaded the short hammer, he suddenly stumbled. The hammer in the elder's hand turned into a phantom and vanished, while an almost identical hammer had already smashed into Ye Meng's back.
The flesh on the back of Ye Meng's right shoulder had been mangled into a bloody mess. A cloud of black demonic energy seeped from the short hammer, desperately burrowing into his wound.
Pressing his advantage, the elder withdrew his hammer and actually tried to strike again!
Pain darkened Ye Meng's vision, making him bare his teeth. If Ye Luo had not been watching from afar, he would have roared in agony. Seeing the elder attack again with such contempt, rage surged within him. Ye Meng abruptly withdrew the blade in his right hand, turning his hand into a palm and striking at the hammer's handle. It was clearly a barehanded weapon-catching technique.
Yet Ye Meng miscalculated again. Just as he was about to catch the short hammer, it suddenly vanished before his eyes. Another attack appeared at his abdomen without the slightest warning!
Boom! Ye Meng was sent flying!
Roar! Roar! Roar! At last, Ye Meng was completely enraged. While flying backward through the air, he instantly shifted from human form into a Zergling. He forcefully halted his backward momentum midair, then transformed into a bolt of black lightning and lunged at the elder! He was far faster than