"No—!!!"
"Oh, my God—!!"
Their terrified, desperate screams had barely left their mouths before they were drowned out.
The next instant—
Pfft!
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
Splash—!
Like a torrential downpour hammering a muddy pond, or bucket after bucket of century-old fermented manure blasted out by a pressure washer!
The sticky, slick, scalding "mixture" carried a "rich" stench powerful enough to make their very souls tremble.
It came flying at them from every direction, smothering the four stupefied figures before they could even release a Soul Skill to defend themselves!
From head to toe, front to back, not an inch of skin or a scrap of clothing was spared.
A thick, warm "armor" formed in an instant, oozing down over them until they were completely plastered over. Even their eyes, nostrils, and mouths were sealed shut!
"Urgh... blegh... hrrgh..."
Under the combined assault of "physical" and "magical" attacks,
the four saw darkness, their chests seized up, and their stomachs churned. They couldn't even manage a proper struggle or muster Soul Power to protect themselves before toppling straight backward.
With several heavy thuds, they hit the ground, eyes rolling back as the stench knocked them unconscious.
Only their bodies continued to twitch faintly.
Meanwhile, the culprit behind it all, Yu Xiaogang, was sent flying by the "world-shattering" recoil of his ninth strike, his body flung through the air like a rag doll smashed by a giant hammer as he screamed.
A moment later, with a splash, Yu Xiaogang landed spread-eagled in a slow-moving stream several yards away, sending up a great spray of muddy water.
The icy stream soaked through his robes at once, stinging his "pass" where it burned like fire.
He flopped about in the shallows like a fish out of water, managed to roll over, then lay on his