The red moon returns

Chapter 495 You are already dead

Silently and like a ghost, as soon as it appeared, it quickly got behind Lynch.

The fifth attacker showed up, a Soul-Separated One, mid-level.

When the fifth person appeared, the intermediate attacker in front of him stopped smiling, clenched his fists with a ferocious look, and the temperature in the living room dropped sharply, from the equator to the poles in the blink of an eye.

[Power: Cold, Ability: Frozen Ground]

There was no wind or snow, but the chill seemed to come from the bottom of their hearts. The biting cold made the three people feel that the blood in their bodies quickly solidified and their bodies became extremely stiff.

Especially under their feet, floating ice had begun to condense on the ground, and the floating ice quickly attached to the feet of the three people, making it difficult for them to move.

The energy that filled their souls was immediately stimulated, dispelling the coldness that had injected filth into their bodies, but the freezing weather under their feet still made every step they took extremely slow, and even turning around became like slow motion.

One was fast and the other was slow, one was getting stronger while the other was weaker. The fifth man had approached Lynch's back in the blink of an eye, and a dagger slipped out from his sleeve.

The small dagger was completely black, with only the sharpest tip emitting an ominous blue hue. No light could be seen on the surface, and no sound could be heard as it stabbed at Lynch, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a long time, finally showing its bright red fangs.

There were enemies blocking the way in front and pursuers behind. In a split second, the body had no time to react and the fatal attack had already come quietly.

The situation reversed in an instant, and the ups and downs of life happened in just a second.

The body was too late to move, but the mind was free.

The three of them were still in the posture of facing the enemy head-on, but a glowing barrier had already appeared right behind Lynch.

[Power: Protection, Ability: Shield of Piety]

It was Miss Diana who came to her rescue, and the shield, rigid enough to stop a galloping horse’s charge, blocked the incoming dagger head-on.

The next moment, the dagger pierced the shield.

With a slight sound, the dagger only hesitated for a moment before continuing forward. The shield was like a bubble that was punctured, exploding into a rain of light that filled the sky. The rain of light turned into an impact and blew in all directions. Unfortunately, both the attacker and the dagger ignored the shield's final struggle and were completely unaffected.

But Lynch was affected, and the shock wave also acted on him, pushing him from behind, and his slow and sluggish speed increased slightly, and he rushed forward a step.

The attacker's control over the weapon was just right, the force and depth of the stab was just enough to pierce Lynch's muscles and penetrate his heart, and after this rush, the dagger just missed, and the dark blue tip had already touched Lynch's clothes, with only a thin line of separation.

The attacker did not hesitate. He exerted force twice in the first moment. The dagger paused in the air for only a few milliseconds at most, and then continued to move forward, closely following Lynch's muscles.

But a moment is sometimes enough to change your destiny.

Within this limited time, a finger was pointed at Lynch.

[Power: Judgment, Ability: Transcendence]

The operation of order and rules should not be subject to any external interference and should transcend all restrictions, so the gathered frost dissipated immediately, the sluggish movement also recovered its original speed, the forward steps suddenly accelerated, and the dagger's second force was narrowly avoided.

Of course there was a third time, which only required a thought, but the detached Lynch had already regained control of his body and pressed two fingers on his forehead.

Puff, the attacker's dagger pierced Lynch's back, but it seemed to have hit empty air, and then Lynch's figure disappeared.

[Secret: Flash]

What disappeared was only the afterimage he left behind; his real body had appeared several meters away, away from the fifth attacker.

It took no more than five seconds from the arrival of the divine consciousness to now, with several lightning-fast intersections, and each movement was based entirely on instinct and tacit understanding.

bang bang.

Invisible forces collided in the air, making a dull thud. That was when Ms. Skye Milt finally came to her senses from her stupor and launched an attack on the attacker who used the cold power. The two sides were briefly stalemate.

After flashing to the ground, Lynch, who had narrowly escaped death, used the momentum of his forward charge to turn around, pointing the stun gun in his hand behind him, while the two ladies slowly turned around and aimed at the attacker, intending to attack from three sides. But the three people who turned around saw the corners of the attacker's mouth showing a smile, a smile of success, and from the slightly moving lips, Lynch could tell what the other party was saying.

"You're alone."

Am I fooled?

Lin Qi felt as if a thorn in his back. In his eyes, the other party's lips moved slightly and his cloak shook. Then the whole person turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared out of thin air in full view of everyone.

Where did you go? Where is the person?
Lynch didn't actually think about it, his instinct for survival had already given him the answer.

Get out of here, now.

Lynch immediately stepped forward, and as he did so, a dark shadow emerged from the shadows behind him, and the dagger stabbed towards his original position.

The stab missed, but the attacker was already close behind him, sticking closely to him, and swung the dagger again, unstoppable.

bang bang.

The sound of the collision of forces came again from the direction of Ms. Skye. She wanted to support Lynch, but was held back by the cold attacker every time she tried.

Not far in front, Natalie and Diana were anxious and rushed towards Lynch as fast as they could, but the distance of a few meters that could be crossed in a blink of an eye was enough to separate life and death.

At this moment, Lynch had lost the protection of his companions and could only face a mid-level warrior alone with his second-level strength.

To be or not to be, that is the question.

Lynch seemed to have given up struggling and no longer tried to get rid of the shadow behind him. He used all his strength to make one final move.

He turned around in time and faced the attacker head-on, as if he was going to use his chest to meet the indestructible dagger in the enemy's hand.

The inappropriate action did not stop the attacker's fatal attack. The attacker's weapon had already stabbed down, but at the same time he had already seen Lynch's front clearly, which made his eyes suddenly widen and his eyes were furious.

He saw Lynch's hands blocking his chest, with his index and middle fingers raised to make a V shape. At the angle between the two fingers, a ball of blue mist was quickly forming, sticking close to Lynch's chest, and his dagger just stabbed heavily into the strange mist.

[Secret Technique: Summoning the Hound of Tindalos]

Lynch has been muttering to himself since just now, trying to summon the hounds as his final trump card. The hounds will not attack unmarked people unless... someone actively attacks them, just like the attacker is doing.

As long as he retracts this attack, he can bypass the hound and attack again, and Lynch, who is entangled by the hound, will no longer have a chance to struggle.

But once the dagger was thrust out, there was no turning back.

No, there is still.

The attacker's muscles tensed instantly, and he controlled his arms tightly, trying to stop the dagger in the air. This was difficult to do, but he was confident that he could do it with his ability to control his body.

In his eyes at this moment, the distance was measured in millimeters. He gritted his teeth and burst out with all his potential, trying his best to offset the force he had already exerted. Finally, with his arms almost cramping, he reduced the speed of the dagger to a safe range, enough to stop before stabbing the hound.

Phew, I survived.

But at this moment, Lynch suddenly straightened his chest and moved a little closer.

Puff, the tip of the dark blue dagger just pierced the hound that was taking shape, and the powerful filthy power in the dagger instantly tore the fragile body into pieces.

"You are already dead."

As Lynch spoke, several strange clouds of smoke emerged silently from around the attacker.

(End of this chapter)