A flash of muzzle flashed, and the bullet instantly struck a Borisin's shoulder, the immense impact pinning him to the wall.
Feixiao sidestepped the approaching Borisin's claws and used the tip of his sword to sever one of his arms.
"You lowly beast, prepare to die! Prepare to die!"
Some of the helpless Borisin howled wildly, feeling their lives slowly slipping away.
"Save your energy, shut up!"
Yanqing pointed forward with one hand, and the flying sword shot out quickly, hitting several Borisin. Purple blood soaked the floor.
Qiong gripped the bat tightly with both hands again, swung it fiercely, and with a loud whooshing sound, slammed it solidly into the face of Borisin in front of her, smashing his entire brain.
A Borisin around and finally chose Jiaoqiu as his target. He rushed forward and swiftly swung out a claw.
"Snort--"
Jiaoqiu's lips curled up almost imperceptibly as he dodged, his legs pushing off the ground. A smoke grenade mixed with chili powder fell to the ground, exploding into a burst of orange-red smoke. In that one second of hesitation, the killing intent arrived.
" Moze!"
As Jiaoqiu finished speaking, a purple figure appeared, a sharp dagger slicing across the neck, and the wolf-shaped head rolled off.
"Don't be so smug... the war chief has prepared... a dead end for you!"
Borisin had been pinned to the wall by bullets, roared helplessly. Just as he finished speaking, another bullet pierced the air, this time aimed at his head.
"Phew—Are you all alright?"
Feixiao blew away the remaining smoke from the gun and sword, then immediately looked around at the people. Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, he felt slightly relieved.
"I'm sorry, General. It was my fault for not conducting proper counter-surveillance, allowing these Borisin to take advantage of the situation and put everyone in danger..."
Moze stepped forward and apologized to Feixiao.
"It's not your fault. You and Jiaoqiu did enough. So... how's the challenge going?"
Feixiao comforted the two of them and then brought the issue back to the really important part.
" Hoolay is provoked and is now heading straight for the Skysplitter. But... there's also bad news."
Jiaoqiu paused, then spoke again:
He then dispatched the majority of his men to the downtown area.
"Downtown area?" Qiong noticed the word.
"Those are all innocent civilians. If a group of sharp-toothed Buli Borisin were to infiltrate there... the consequences would be unimaginable."
Yanqing also began to worry. "General, protecting the people is of utmost urgency! Let me go!"
"No, you're not strong enough to defeat them before you escalate the situation."
Feixiao quickly dismissed the idea, then frowned deeply:
"Judging from the direction, the Borisin split into four directions. Yanqing, you and Qiong return to the Skysplitter to hold off Hoolay until I return. Jiaoqiu and Moze, you handle one group, and leave the rest to me."
"I Hoolay... really?"
Qiong scratched his head and looked at Yanqing beside him. Having Yanqing Hoolay one-on-one seemed even more unrealistic than having him deal with Borisin.
"It's alright, teacher. Miss Yunli and Miss March 7th are over there. And if all else fails... your friend will probably lend a hand too."
There seemed to be no fear in Yanqing's eyes. As a Cloud Knights warrior, he was prepared to sacrifice himself for Luofu.
"Clear!"
The group set off one after another towards their designated destinations, thus beginning a massive crackdown on Hoolay and his remaining followers.
At this moment, in the distant teahouse, Hanxing looked into the distance:
"These eyes... I hadn't tried them before, but now they seem to be much more useful."
"So, where do we go now?"
Firefly stood to the side, asking with great interest.
"Some Borisin have walked into the downtown area. Come with me, we'll take care of them."
After saying that, Hanxing took Firefly's hand, and the space folded in an instant, bringing them to the middle of several seemingly ordinary Foxian.
"You run pretty fast, so... how do you want to die?"
"Brother, what are you talking about? We're just traveling merchants passing through—"
One of the Foxian spoke up in confusion, about to continue, when a red sword flashed past him, cleaving another Foxian behind him in two.
"What... what's going on?"
The merchant turned his head, and the two halves of the Foxian suddenly began to transform into a wolf-headed monster, spraying purple blood outwards.
"Hurry up."
Hanxing let out a soft sound, and space instantly folded, sending the merchant and his goods to a distant place.
"Won't this... expose the fact that Borisin exists?"
The Firefly seemed uneasy, watching the direction the merchants had gone.
"No, I just deleted his Remembrance. Now, he'll only think he walked there himself."
After Hanxing, Han Xing planted her dagger on the spot, and the eerie green space enveloped the Foxian, ensuring that no one would know what was happening here. She scanned her surroundings again; the Foxian exchanged glances, then transformed back into their original forms: sharp teeth and claws, wolf heads and human bodies.
"It seems Modu hasn't taught you how to obey. Then, you lowly beast, die."
Purple claw marks flew towards him with a whooshing sound. Hanxing sneered and raised his hand to block. The light energy clung tightly to his trench coat, preventing the claws from advancing even an inch with their full force.
"Next, it's my turn."
Hanxing casually threw a punch, the power of Yin and Yang merging into his hand. The enormous impact punched a large hole in the abdomen of Borisin, who was rushing forward, and he was smashed into a wall in the distance, unable to get up again.
"Be careful what's behind you during battle!"
Another Borisin stepped forward, launching a swift attack from Hanxing's blind spot, but stopped just before contact. The wolf's head rolled to the ground with a thud, and the entire arena fell silent.
"I'm not just a pretty face."
Firefly looked at Borisin's still-standing body. The purple blood remaining on the sword had been evaporated by the high temperature, and traces of green flames still remained at the huge cut.
"Firefly, I'll go first, you go last."
That's exactly what I was thinking.
A majestic male voice slowly uttered, flames swept across, and a green blade flashed, once again severing a nearby Borisin at the waist.
Hanxing's eyes turned red, and two sword lights, one red and one green, overlapped, forming a perfect circle. Purple blood sprayed out, staining the ground crimson.
The mecha disintegrated in mid-air, and Firefly's eyes met Hanxing's.
"Good teamwork."
"The same to you."
Hanxing waved his hand into the air, and the Blade of Ending vanished into thin air. The domain dissipated, and the Netherworld disappeared along with it.
"Next, the next wave." Hanxing's eyes turned red again as she began scanning the people in the distance. Soon she spotted Feixiao rushing forward.
"It seems they're moving faster than we expected."
Hanxing chuckled and said, " Moze, Jiaoqiu, and Feixiao have split into two teams. We just need to take down one more team, and that should be enough."