Aziz didn't even have time to feel the pain. The ray swept across him, slicing him cleanly in half.
Apollonius looked up in astonishment and saw a figure emerge from the blizzard. His mind reeled.
"Fang Cheng?!"
He blurted out in shock, "Why are you here?!"
Fang Cheng laughed. "What kind of stupid question is that? Is this your bathroom or something? Why can't I be here?"
Apollonius's mind raced, and he instantly thought of a terrifying possibility.
Fang Cheng hadn't charged headlong into Dracula's trap. Instead, he'd come here. Could he have followed them all this way?
Why had he appeared just after Apollonius and Aziz had fought so fiercely that they were both exhausted?
It was obvious—he'd been lurking nearby, waiting to swoop in after the mantis caught the cicada.
Fang Cheng also realized something was off. "Wait, why are you so surprised to see me?"
Setting aside Dracula's meddling, travel between regions in the Undead Kingdom was completely random. It was perfectly normal for anyone to appear anywhere.
Apollonius's shock at seeing him meant that, from the start, he'd been certain—or had assumed—that Fang Cheng wouldn't show up here.
Once he put that together, Fang Cheng's gaze turned sharp. "Are you working with Dracula?"
Apollonius didn't even try to argue. He turned and ran.
A moment ago, he'd been full of confidence, thinking he could put up a fight if he ran into Fang Cheng. But now that the two had actually met, he still chose to follow his instincts and flee.
Neither Fang Cheng's track record nor his title as Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters gave Apollonius any desire to fight him.
Fang Cheng pointed at Aziz, who had been cut in half but was still alive, and said to Peng Jie and the others arriving