Fang Cheng glanced at his remaining lives. He'd had 134 before, but now he was down to just 56.
Using Mother's Middle Finger to kill Isis had cost him a whopping 78 lives.
He'd started the battle with over 500 lives. Now he had 56 left—nearly 90 percent gone.
All those years of hard work, wiped out in a single day.
Broke and battered, Fang Cheng turned his grief-stricken gaze toward Isis.
She lay still on the ground. Her red Gothic court dress had turned white, and her bright red hair had become golden. She'd returned to her original goddess form.
Fang Cheng was still a little wary, afraid she might suddenly spring back to life.
But Isis didn't move at all. Her eyes stared blankly at the sky, and she seemed to be truly dead.
Tsukimi Mei dropped down from the sky beside Fang Cheng and put away her Greatsword. The Black Flame Cloak blazing around her also went out, turning into an ordinary black cloak.
Judging from how she'd lowered her guard, the danger should have passed.
Fang Cheng pointed at Isis and asked Tsukimi Mei, "Is she dead?"
Most of Tsukimi Mei's face was hidden beneath her hood. Only her smooth chin and thin lips were visible. "More or less."
Fang Cheng immediately stepped forward to loot the body, but Isis's eyes suddenly turned toward him.
Whoosh!
Fang Cheng teleported more than ten meters away and pulled the Thunder-Strike Hammer and Dojigiri Yasutsuna back out of his shadow. "Shit, she's still alive!"
Tsukimi Mei glanced at him coolly, looking faintly exasperated.
Fang Cheng didn't care. He had barely any lives left, and if Isis sprang back to life, he wouldn't have enough to survive her killing him.
This vampire was without a doubt the most terrifying enemy