The Horizon Team, which had long since finished gathering strength, struck again. The slash that had cleaved the Calamity Master's shell reappeared, hacking viciously down at the four Lord-Tier Calamities trapped in the vortex ring.
As the blade's light descended, in their final moments, the four Lords were filled with regret. When they had felt the connection break, why hadn't they followed the other three Lords and stayed away from this trouble?
Instead, they had come here, been dragged around, sent flying, smashed into the ground, and swept into a vortex. In the end, they hadn't even had a chance to attack. Their deaths were utterly humiliating.
While Horizon and Hold Up the Heavens joined forces to kill the four Lords, He Chuan and the others also succeeded in severely wounding the King-level Calamity.
With the outside interference dealt with, the rest was up to the surgeon and the patients.
Ye Buyu's progress was steady. She kept the threads stable, and the two souls fused well, but they got stuck at the final step: reconstructing their bodies.
"Hurry up, you two. I need to remove the stitches."
Once they reconstructed their bodies, she could remove the Soul Threads wrapped around their cores, but not yet. Without flesh to contain them, souls could easily explode once they lost the stability provided by the Soul Threads.
She really wanted to slap them both. What were they standing around for? Were they going to leave their butts bare to the breeze instead of reconstructing their bodies?
Blue Sea knitted his brows. "Little White, what's wrong? Why aren't you reconstructing your body?"
As though having done something wrong, Little White said quietly, "I forgot what I look like. Besides, I don't want to use this filthy, messy stuff as the foundation of my body."