"Rot Ray!"
With a brief incantation, three ghostly green rays shot from the bone's fingertips toward the three of them.
Though this was supposedly a test for Liu Zheng, Wolwa clearly had no intention of letting Yaksha and Zhizi off either.
Liu Zheng's response was equally simple. He directly chopped off a section of tentacle and threw it over.
The ghostly green rays struck the severed tentacle dead on. Before the bleeding tentacle could hit the ground, it turned into a lump of rotten flesh.
"Secret Sword: Return."
Zhizi drew her blade and swung horizontally, batting the ghostly green rays back like baseballs.
Seeing the rays about to hit Wolwa, she calmly opened her mouth and swallowed them whole.
Yaksha, meanwhile, seemed to have anticipated it. Before anyone else could react, he unleashed Psionic Lightning, annihilating the ghostly green rays along with it.
"As expected of a Black Goat's Young hybrid. How convenient. I wonder, once I turn you into an undead creature, whether you'll still retain such regenerative abilities?"
Wolwa stared at Liu Zheng's rapidly healing tentacle, her gaze burning.
"If I beat her up, will anyone else come help?"
Liu Zheng kept his eyes on her while asking Yaksha.
"She attacked first. As long as you don't affect the other residents or damage Ether Alley's overall structure, no one will interfere."
Yaksha replied.
"Pretty reasonable."
Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.
"They have no choice but to be reasonable."
Yaksha wore a mocking smile.
Although everyone who moved into Metropolis had their memories wiped, believers and dependents could always obtain some outside information from their gods.
In their original world, the Dark Elves did not have to live so cautiously, nor did they have to strike deals with a deliveryman.
They had considered returning to their homeland, but the