You Invaded White Mask

Upon seeing the summoning talisman, Lu Lu Wo felt a sense of absurdity. She was the one who broke the rules and came here; normally, shouldn't it be the White Mask invading her? The Blood Dynasty people must have some ulterior motives. Invading a phantom as Red Spirit —she'd never even considered such a thing before, but now that the opportunity was presented, "Of course I'll choose to invade!" She didn't need to worry about the White Mask's aftermath anymore. Since she'd entered the Blood Dynasty using the Pureblood Knight's Medal on his face, she was definitely on their blacklist. Now was the perfect time to fight to the death; she'd never experienced what it felt like to kill a phantom with her own hands! However... "You come here too." She suddenly grabbed Fudolin's wrist. The Blood Dynasty's monsters all seemed to have been enhanced, meaning that perhaps Vanre was no ordinary being, at least numerically stronger than the other phantoms. Although not explicitly stated, Lu Lu Wo's battles in the Blood Dynasty had left her somewhat overwhelmed. Even the Platinum Child could break his own chains with a club. How far had this power spiked?! She vaguely sensed she might have unlocked a rather extraordinary area, and one that had been unlocked prematurely. Luckily, fate had granted her the help of Fudolin! The moment she chose to invade, a familiar feeling washed over her. Her vision blurred, then brightened, and she and Fudolin's bodies turned crimson, arriving in the so-called world of the White Mask Vanre. They were still in their original location, only the blood and gore had returned. As everyone knows, invasions don't begin with a five-second encounter; they require a very time-consuming tug-of-war. Because of the Mysterious Hooded Man's open-source actions, now everyone, whether they enjoy invasions or counter-invasions, knows the correct way to play this mini- Yugi within the Zane Dungeon: repeatedly running away, burrowing into monster hordes, and using terrain-based kills—a series of terrifying maneuvers that have significantly lengthened the duration of each invasion battle. So Lu Lu Wo was prepared to search for the White Mask hiding in the cave, even taking out the corresponding magic scroll. However, things didn't go as she expected. The White Mask's familiar voice suddenly rang out in the cave, becoming ethereal and indistinct with the echo. "As a knight of the dynasty, you ignored warnings and acted so arrogantly." "I am deeply disappointed in you, my dear. I will make you regret your actions and accept a violent death." The White Mask's voice finally lost its sarcastic tone, transforming into pure malice, the kind that wanted to tear her to pieces. Lu Lu Wo still felt that she was wrong for not using the medal within the stipulated time, and she didn't have the confidence to say anything harsh; she wasn't a shrew. But in order to thoroughly explore the route she had discovered, she still had to focus 100% on the battle. "Now I am the intruder, I am the intruder, he is my prey." After hypnotizing herself like this, her eyes regained their confidence! The White Mask emerged from the cave, charging towards the two with unstoppable momentum, seemingly eager to kill them. His weapon was quite strange—a bouquet of flowers, or rather, a weapon deliberately designed to resemble one. What kind of weapon was this? A hammer? Regardless of appearance, the fight had to go on! After all, the White Mask's appearance was far too ordinary to serve as a fashion reference for the intruders. Intruders' attire was all about creating a striking impression; Platinum Child headgear paired with Smough armor and a couple of bizarre weapons—that was the symbol of a master. "Ha!" Fudolin spat a ball of scorching flame onto her fist and slammed it towards the White Mask's face. He seemed to be trying to roll away, but Fudolin's straight punch was also a feint. She instantly retracted her fist and stomped on the ground, causing the entire cave to shake several times. The ground beneath the White Mask's feet shattered, causing him to stumble. Unfortunately, when Lu Lu Wo seized the rare opportunity to finish off her, her opponent dodged with superhuman speed, even smashing several chains with a single swing of her weapon. "These things are expensive!" Lu Lu Wo shouted, throwing out a bunch of Flame Pot, lightning pots, and magic pots. "These pots are pretty expensive too!" Are you trying to crush him with your wealth? Fudolin gave her a strange look. It would be interesting if Lu Lu Wo had Unique Talent that made her stronger the more expensive the weapon she used. At this moment, the White Mask launched an attack on Fudolin, who was close by, with Weapon Skill called [Blood Tax]! [Battle Ash: Blood Tax] [The power shared by the Blood Monarch, one of the Blood Alliance Weapon Skill] [After spinning, unleashing a multi-hit thrust combo that can steal the blood of the attacked target] It was a continuous and rapid Thrust Attack, but each strike was surprisingly powerful, successfully shattering Fudolin's outer Dragon Scale, and blood flowed from the gaps in the scales. The blood-red flowers on the bouquet were actually absorbing the blood, and even more strangely, the wounds on White Mask's body were beginning to heal from the blood. This seemed to awaken some unpleasant memories for Fudolin. The Dragon Scale on her arms shot out like bullets, successfully forcing White Mask back. Then she exhaled a breath of hot air, gritting her sharp teeth and muttering, "Anyone with blood abilities is a bad person." "What did you just say? Are you alright?" Lu Lu Wo caught up. "Nothing, Captain, I've got this guy under control!" Fudolin laughed energetically. "Don't let Lord Mohg have any worries, you inferior defective product." White Mask spoke with a venomous voice, raising his hand towards the two. In an instant, a red light flashed, and a large, irregularly shaped red ball of light suddenly formed in his hand—no, it wasn't a ball of light, but a swarm of blood-red flies, densely packed and countless! [Prayer: Swarm of Flies] [The power shared by the Blood Monarch, one of the Blood Alliance prayers] [The caster can release a swarm of blood flies forward to attack enemies, the flies inflicting massive bleeding while gnawing at them.] [The Blood Monarch's new dynasty has blood pools, and it is said that the swarm of flies hatches and emerges from the excrement of that place.] "It's that stuff again!" Fudolin's expression changed visibly. She quickly retreated to dodge, spitting a scorching breath at the swarm of flies. However, as the flames subsided, even more flies swarmed towards her, the White Mask repeating the prayer! Fudolin was well aware of her own strength; few things could harm her. She had used her powerful body to defeat wave after wave of enemies and protect her granaries. But from the battle with the Blood Noble just now, she sensed something ominous: the bleeding induced by that blood-blade-like thing could bypass her powerful defenses and directly damage her internal organs. And the damage was considerable! The swarm of flies now felt almost identical to the blood blade—equally dangerous, and she absolutely could not approach it. "Is she afraid of these things?" Lu Lu Wo noticed something. "Afraid of bugs, I guess that's a cute trait of a young girl." The chains in her hands spun like a meat grinder, shredding the flies in their path. However, the blood splattered from the flies also had a mysterious effect of inducing bleeding. Realizing this, Lu Lu Wo retreated hastily. White Mask continued to release swarms of flies as he slowly backed away. When he stopped, Ghrū sound came from the Ghrū of blood beside him, and a Blood Noble emerged from it. "He has helpers too, huh? Seriously, let me go, Sain." Lu Lu Wo rubbed her temples. This was troublesome. This cave was so large; there were probably Blood Noble hiding inside than just this one. If White Mask got desperate and started wandering around, who knew how many enemies they would attract if they chased after him. However, Lu Lu Wo had run out of Oil Urn. Unfortunately, perhaps due to her exceptional physical strength, the Creator had closed a window for Fudolin —her breath attack was powerful, but its sustainability was tragically poor; relying solely on her to evaporate the blood was a pipe dream. "Then we have to retreat, "Lu Lu Wo thought. "Given White Mask's arrogant nature, if I throw this Dung Pie in his face, he definitely won't give up chasing me." She gestured for Fudolin to retreat, while her restless little hands pulled out the Dung Pie. Who knew where she usually hid these things, or why she could always pull them out? The Dung Pie was thrown, followed by White Mask's furious roar. When the two reached the cave entrance, White Mask indeed caught up; Lu Lu Wo's plan had succeeded. However, this time, he was accompanied by two Blood Noble. "..." It's a bit too much to call in reinforcements from enemies, Sain. Lu Lu Wo took a step back, but behind her was a cliff. She patted Fudolin's hot shoulder and asked, "Um, Fudolin, do you have any other stronger abilities, like transforming or something? We're in big trouble right now." "Transform?" Fudolin looked at the approaching enemy, her face showing reluctance, clearly unwilling. "Die! No witch has a flaw!" the White Mask uttered triumphantly. [Invaded by "Blood Finger" Ta Mi!!!] [Invaded by "Blood Finger" Bei Er Tuo!!!] [Invaded] Notifications suddenly appeared, and red figures gradually took shape. This was the first time Lu Lu Wo had ever been so happy to see invaders since dealing with them.