Then Lin Yi gave one last, deep look in the direction where Salis had disappeared before fixing his gaze on the golden-gray streak of light that was about to vanish beyond the edge of his perception.
"Heh. You think you can run?"
Before his voice had even faded, waves of the Space Rule rippled around him once more.
By now, Barot had pushed his speed to its absolute limit.
To ordinary Star Core-level beings, all they could see was a flash of golden-gray light.
But in Lin Yi's eyes, it was a golden-gray streak that left a long, straight trail across the starry sky.
"Faster! Faster!"
Barot roared frantically inside. "I'm almost out of the Level 2 Battlefield. I'll be safe once I escape!"
Yet before the thought had fully formed, the starry sky ahead of him rippled.
Then a dark silver figure appeared without a sound, as though he had been standing there all along, blocking Barot's path.
Lin Yi held the Space Splitter spear at an angle, its tip flashing coldly as it locked onto Barot in an instant.
"You—"
Barot was horrified. It abruptly halted its charge, and the immense inertia made the blood-red light around it sway violently.
A bitter feeling welled up inside it.
It seemed the unlucky one was itself.
"What, trying to leave?"
Lin Yi's voice was not loud, but it rang clearly in Barot's perception.
Barot did not answer.
It knew that begging was useless, and surrender would be a joke.
"Roar!!"
Cornered, Barot unleashed the last of its ferocity.
With a roar, the remaining essence blood in its body erupted like a fuel depot set ablaze.
The Metal Rule, Death Rule, and Blood Rule fused and burned with unprecedented intensity. The war armor etched with blood-red death totems blazed with light,