Night fell, and a cold wind stirred ripples across the water beyond the dock.
Mad Dog stood on the wooden bridge, his eyes alternating between lucidity and ferocity. His expression was conflicted, and he was still vomiting thick black liquid.
Over ten meters away, Yu Weifeng gripped the Ancient Sword, watching the abnormal state Mad Dog was in, somewhat torn.
Not far away, Old Qu was rushing over. Violent fluctuations of energy also came from several directions facing the dock as many others hurried toward it.
"All... all right... we're not friends." Mad Dog stood stiffly in place and shook his head woodenly, a trace of embarrassment and loneliness beneath his savage expression. "I'm... I'm the only brainless idiot, so... so naive...!"
Yu Weifeng's heart lurched at those words.
"Old Yu, Old Yu, do it! What are you hesitating for?!" Seeing him stand still, Old Qu roared through voice transmission as he sped toward them.
The cool wind brushed his cheeks. Watching Mad Dog vomit black liquid, Yu Weifeng made his decision in an instant.
He stood there and said softly, "Mad Dog, it doesn't matter whether it was you. The outcome is the same."
With that, Yu Weifeng reached out with his left hand and patted his abdomen, the gesture decisive and casual.
At the sight of that gesture, Mad Dog's hideous expression suddenly froze. His gaze was hollow, but a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth. "Heh heh...!"
"You have to die!"
Whoosh!
Yu Weifeng abruptly raised his sword and flashed forward, charging straight at Mad Dog.
Boom!
Mad Dog activated his mystical ability, his expression savage beyond measure as he shouted with a hint of pleasure and madness, "Hahaha, I'm not alone! I'm not alone!"
As his shout echoed, his body instantly turned