Deep Night Crisis (Part 2)

Danger!

With a sudden donkey roll, Er Dongsheng rather miserably dodged the swift strike from the monster beneath him.

Drop by drop, blood fell from his face. Even though he had dodged in time, a long, narrow gash had still been scraped across his cheek!

He still clutched a long tongue in his hand, and at its front was yet another small head covered in sharp teeth.

"Fuck, just like the Aliens I saw in my previous life—there's a head hidden inside its head! You think you've got that many heads?!"

With a fierce squeeze of one hand, splat—the monster's massive tongue was crushed and torn apart. The little head at the front rolled onto the ground, tumbled twice, and came to a stop beside the monster's corpse!

"Even dead, you can't give anyone any peace!"

Shaking off the mucus coating his hand, then fiercely wiping it against the leaves again, Er Dongsheng headed back.

By then, the little Succubus had crawled out from beneath the blanket and was looking at her brother, who had finished fighting, with delight all over her face!

"Brother, you..."

"Watch out!"

"Pfft!"

A flash of blade light.

Er Dongsheng froze. Without even thinking, he instantly leaped forward, narrowly avoiding the gleaming blade light.

The attacker had chosen the timing well, and her movements had been swift. She had been only a hair's breadth away from succeeding!

Though Er Dongsheng estimated that even this sneak attack would not have been able to break through his scales' defenses.

But being ambushed and not striking back was not Er Dongsheng's style. The tail behind him lashed out with the momentum!

Clang!

A crisp, pleasing sound rang out, so familiar and pleasant~

This was... this was...

This was the sound of metal!

Er Dongsheng could now be certain that the thing that had attacked him just now was indeed a flash of blade light! The impact transmitted through his tail, along with that familiar metallic clash, all told him that the newcomer had actually used a metal weapon—something nearly unseen in the Abyss—to attack him!

Who was it? Just who was it?

A wave of lingering fear rose in his heart. He was one hundred percent certain that if that metal weapon had truly struck the comparatively less-defended parts of his body, he would definitely have been seriously injured!

Metal in the Abyss was not only precious, but its properties were exceptionally formidable!

But no matter who you are, fuck, you dared to ambush me—then you'd better be prepared to die!

Slowly turning around, Er Dongsheng stared gloomily at this newly emerged fellow!

She had a waist-length mane of snowy white hair, long, slender pointed ears, and no horns atop her head. Most striking of all was the skin-tight one-piece outfit she wore, as though it had been woven from leaves. Her features resembled those of a human, only more exquisite and beautiful! Leaf patterns surfaced along the sides of her cheeks! In her hand was a delicate curved blade, its body carved with beautiful and mysterious patterns, its tip currently pointed at Er Dongsheng!

Her slightly full breasts told Er Dongsheng that she was a female Abyssal Fairy, and a fairly powerful one at that. One look at the Abyss Star on her forehead—identical to Er Dongsheng's, though its patterns were somewhat simpler—made that clear!

"Tsk tsk, ambushing me and interrupting my hunt! So, you're very confident in your strength?"

Lightly wiping the blood from his face, he brought it to his lips and licked it! Er Dongsheng's voice became somewhat hoarse!

He was unhappy now, extremely unhappy. He needed an outlet, especially after seeing this female Abyssal Fairy who stirred something within him. He needed to vent, and the way to vent was...

"Be careful, or I'll kill you!"

Boom!

In an instant, Er Dongsheng vanished from where he stood.

Xierjie watched the terrifying Abyss Demon before her with a guarded expression. They were both First-Level Demons, yet he possessed such formidable power, beating her companion until he could not fight back at all!

Was this really a First-Level Demon? That berserk aura, that way he crushed First-Level Demons as easily as cutting vegetables—she had only ever seen such things in a Lord!

How was this possible? How could such a remote place have such a powerful demon! He was clearly only First-Level. This made no sense—how could he beat her companion so badly that he could not even use a skill!

Yet to save her companion, she had no choice but to act. The Lord had assigned a mission that required the two of them to complete. Whether her companion lived or died was of no consequence, but if he died like this before her mission was complete and she returned alone, she would not escape death either! Her clan would be driven out as well!

"What are you thinking about, little beauty? Letting your mind wander during a fight isn't good!"

A voice suddenly sounded beside Xierjie's ear.

Not good!

She raised her blade to block to the left!

"Too slow. I'm on your right now!" A side kick followed, utterly without a shred of tenderness for a flower.

Bang!

Rumble! She flew all the way through the air.

"You should go keep your dead companion company!"

Pfft!

Xierjie stopped tumbling through the air and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The right side! How is that possible? How is that possible! When did he...? Such speed, such strength! I have no ability to fight back at all!

A flush surged over the Abyssal Fairy's cool, aloof face. She tightened her grip around the curved blade in her hand, as if that could grant her a little more confidence.

Suppressing the shock in her heart, Xierjie immediately roared furiously at the corpse behind her!

"Slav, how long are you going to keep playing dead? Are you waiting for us to die together? Look at what kind of monster you've provoked!"

A corpse...

"Oh, interesting." Er Dongsheng watched the Abyssal Fairy suddenly shout at a corpse and felt things becoming more and more interesting!

He's really not dead? Hahaha, wonderful, this is truly wonderful! Excitement flooded his heart, and the evil nature belonging to a demon was fully unleashed. This time, he would have a satisfying play and a proper fight!

Those who cultivated the Dao normally pursued purity of heart and few desires, seeking nothing and wanting nothing. That had always been difficult for someone who was originally a demon. Though he usually fooled around with the little Succubus, or wandered the woods and played with birds! He did his utmost to suppress the berserkness and slaughter in his heart with familial affection and willpower.

But demons were a species that delighted in slaughter and destruction, while the Chinese martial arts he cultivated were powerful arts of killing and warfare. They blended as seamlessly as water and milk; the wills of darkness, slaughter, and destruction fit him perfectly. Even if he did nothing at all, the aura and will of killing and warfare around him continued to grow. Yet that would only further temper his martial will; it would not turn him into a puppet of darkness! He used every dark will to temper his own martial will!

Even so, he still needed to vent—vent fiercely—and in the Abyss, battle was the best means of release!

He had always been someone who craved battle!

Having cultivated such martial arts, how dull would it be not to fight!

"Hehehe, I'll give you time. Take it slow!"

Facing opponents weaker than himself, waiting a little went against the demonic rules of cunning ambushes, but perhaps that was another side of a demon's cruelty!

A cat catching mice—play with them until you've had enough, then eat them!

He was the same!