In the ninth-floor burial chamber, Guo Caier shone with golden light, her arms controlling the phantom Demon-Subduing Pestle as she killed with numb madness.
"None of you fear death, do you?"
"Then you can all die with him!"
The New Year's Watchers were actually shielding Ren Ye with their own flesh and blood. This only deepened the resentment in Guo Caier, whose mindset had long since become twisted.
She drove the Demon-Subduing Pestle with all her strength, smashing it into the thickest crowd.
Thud, thud...!
The bloodstained Demon-Subduing Pestle no longer looked remotely Buddhist. Its golden light dimmed, and as it swept swiftly past, another swath of New Year's Watchers fell.
By now, only around a third of the New Year's Watchers in the burial chamber could still stand, and most had suffered injuries of varying severity. With their Mystical Abilities suppressed and their Star Source Power unusable, the physically weaker Watchers could be wounded by merely getting caught in the Mystical Ability unleashed by the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
Of those lying on the ground, half were corpses, and half were grievously wounded, barely clinging to life.
Their companions below the mountain were being held back by Chaos Faction Players outside and could not reach them at all.
These hundred-odd New Year's Watchers had been isolated and without support ever since entering the burial chamber.
Only sheer resolve had sustained them through the battle until now.
Outside the burial chamber, rain poured down.
Under the effects of the Spell-Banning Technique, several Chaos Faction Players could not use their Mystical Abilities either. Relying solely on physical strength, they slowly climbed up the cliff to peer into the Tomb Chamber.
"Fuck, these New Year's Watchers are lunatics!" After landing, a burly man shook his head and remarked, "I just don't get it. Vermilion