Flying stones, wrapped in tremendous force, swept through a swath of paper figures.
Paper Lord's face grew even paler. Controlling so many paper figures at once was already exhausting, and with the interference and the toll on the figures, he was gradually unable to keep up with the flying stones.
He Qi finished correcting the compass. His tired, bloodshot eyes noticed the shift in the situation, and he immediately ordered the puppet Array Slave on the other side, "First go cripple that nuisance, then we'll deal with the others one by one."
Array Slave instinctively nodded, then headed toward Chu He.
Through the dense swarm of paper figures, He Qi watched Yao Yuzhi, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end. A trace of wariness flashed in his eyes.
Of everyone there, she was the only one he couldn't see through.
And instinctively, he didn't want to provoke her.
"Ding! Absorbed eerie energy. Energy +1!"
Suddenly, another notification sounded in his mind.
Chu He narrowed his eyes, about to make his next move, when a gust of wind abruptly swept along his waist. A pair of blackened claws tore through the air with a shrill whistle.
Sensing something was wrong, Chu He raised his fist to meet them head-on. But halfway through the motion, he suddenly grabbed the cliff face beside him and lifted himself into the air, narrowly dodging the claws' sweeping strike.
He'd almost forgotten: he couldn't use his blood energy.
His raw physical strength could certainly knock the other party flying, but those claws could also carve several gashes into his fist.
"Hee hee hee..."
An unbearably smug giggle sounded beside his ear.
Array Slave steadied herself, then looked up at Chu He with a coy smile. Her claws shifted direction and slashed toward the figure