Madame Gao, Carried to Victory!

The air in this deep underground space had never circulated well to begin with. Combined with the not-too-large, not-too-small "arena" formed earlier by Lin Hai's forest of vines, the stench of blood here had become especially heavy.

Murakami, Sowande, and Bakuto were relatively fine.

Sowande had died after Kingpin broke his neck with a bear hug throw, while Bakuto had been knocked unconscious and captured alive by Peter. Only Murakami, whose heart had been pierced by Lin Hai's spear, had blood flowing from his wound and pooling into a small puddle on the ground, giving off the rusty scent of blood.

However, what truly made the smell of blood in this space so overpowering was the more than thirty elite red-clad ninjas who had died at Harry and Elektra's hands.

Nearly every one of them had died gruesomely. Their blood had soaked across large stretches of the ground, and the thick smell of blood permeated the sealed space.

Gwen, who had just returned to Lin Hai's side, could not help wrinkling her delicate nose. Her face turned slightly pale. She had already experienced quite a few battles, but such an intensely bloody scene still made her uncomfortable.

Lin Hai keenly noticed his girlfriend's reaction.

Then, most of the vines that had originally woven themselves into thick walls rapidly withered and contracted, eventually turning into wood chips and ash.

He left only a few vines supporting the space to prevent any possibility of collapse.

As the vines vanished, the stale air inside this arena-like area slowly dispersed into the vast underground space, diluting away.

"Ah~~ Much better!" Peter exclaimed at just the right moment. "That smell was even worse than those Blood Clan we ran into in Los Angeles!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Harry, who had put