Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 357 The Death Countdown for the Atlantis Team

A putrid mist hung over the mass grave at the foot of Mount Shu. A fresh corpse was hanging upside down from a dead tree, with a kunai engraved with spiral patterns stuck between its eyebrows.

A night breeze blew by, and the bell at the end of the kunai rang out with a crisp sound, which was particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

Fang Yu put in a lot of effort to hang the body of this member of the Atlantis team on the tree, after all, figuring out how to arrange it in a way that would make it look even more gruesome was something worth considering.

“It’s the seventh day.” Logan, the scout for the Atlantean team, huddled at the edge of the barrier, his bloodshot eyes scanning the darkness. “That madman kills one of us every day, like…like a countdown.”

In the center of the camp, Torres's Bone Throne was surrounded by three layers of bone prisons, with pale green flames dancing at his fingertips, transforming the daytime casualties into skeleton warriors.

The body of the deceased was a second-order gene lock, so we can't waste it.

The camp was deathly silent before dawn, except for Roger humming an off-key pirate song and fiddling with his rapier by the campfire.

This fourth-tier early-stage powerhouse had bare feet covered in calluses, three buttons on his combat uniform were misaligned, and a few straws were stuck in his messy hair.

"Can you be serious for once!" Ah Xing smashed a useless drone. "That guy could come at any moment!"

Roger scratched his head, accidentally shaving off a tuft of his bangs with his rapier: "Ahaha, sorry, sorry."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around, pointing the tip of his sword at the northwest woods. "You just said that, and here he is."

The hum of the rapier vibrating at high frequency tore through the night sky!

"I see you! Come out!"

A storm of blades, hundreds of meters in diameter, instantly formed, and trees vaporized directly in the high temperature!

At the eye of the storm, Fang Yu appeared in a flash, staring intently at Roger. "A B-rank Observation Haki is quite useful. I thought you couldn't sense me."

Roger grinned, revealing his fangs: "You smell of blood!" He muttered something, then suddenly glared: "Watch out, Xing!"

Space distorted! Fang Yu's true form emerged from behind A Xing, and the hairs on the back of the wise man's neck stood on end!

"Get out of my way!" Roger's roar shattered the ground.

The Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power erupted in full force, shattering the atmosphere like glass. Fang Yu smiled slightly, seemingly giving Roger face for his attack, and then used Flying Thunder God Technique to leave again.

"Beautiful!" A blonde woman had just cheered when a kunai suddenly pierced her throat!

Fang Yu's figure solidified beside the corpse: "The eighth one."

The smiles on everyone's faces vanished.

Torres, who had just sent over the skeleton soldiers, was furious!
Each time a teammate dies, it means that a portion of their reward points will be deducted.

If they keep deducting like this, this horror movie will suffer a huge loss!

"You didn't kill them for the reward points." Roger stomped forward, crushing the ground with each step, leaving molten footprints in the rock. "What exactly do you want?"

"Revenge! Of course, it's revenge!" Fang Yu looked at Roger as if he were an idiot. "Do you know lynxes? These felines and wolves are natural enemies. Coincidentally, lynxes specifically prey on wolf cubs, not adult wolves."

"My dream is to take revenge on the enemy until the last second and to disgust the enemy with all my might."

"Shut up!" Roger suddenly roared.

A terrifying pressure erupted from his body, and his short golden hair stood on end!
Fang Yu was astonished to discover that this character who appeared in "Infinite Dawn" had already reached level four gene lock at this time!
"What do you know about dreams!" Roger shattered the spiraling sword energy with a punch, and the scene flashed back in his bloodshot eyes—the oil painting classroom engulfed by war, and the child painters he had promised to protect crying in the ruins.

That day he wiped out all the mold in the entire plane, all because of that child.

"Surround him!" Torres shouted, and dozens of skeleton soldiers charged towards Fang Yu!

Fang Yu originally intended to use his immortal techniques to deal with the Buddha directly, but suddenly he heard four big words in his ear!

"Synchronization capability!"

"Synchronize memories!" In an instant, countless images flooded his mind. In almost a 0.01-second gap, Fang Yu's Mangekyou Sharingan suddenly shed tears of blood! The putrid mist was dispersed by the sudden burst of chakra, and the purple energy skeleton made a crisp sound as crystals grew in the air. Ribs, spine, skull—in the blink of an eye, a half-giant was formed!
Sparks flew as the skeleton soldiers' bone blades struck the energy armor. Fang Yu stood inside the Susanoo's diamond-shaped crystal, looking down at Roger, whose pupils had suddenly shrunk.

As Susanoo's Armament Haki covered its skeleton, the giant sword wreathed in green flames slashed towards Roger!

"Come on!" A red light like lava exploded from Roger's feet, and the white light of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit enveloped his rapier as he charged forward!
The moment the two forces collided, the ground within a radius of 300 meters arched up like ocean waves, and the shockwave pulverized Torres's skeleton soldiers!

Clang——!
The green flame greatsword and the high-frequency vibrating rapier were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, with the green flames spreading along the cracks in the atmosphere.

Roger's blood, which had just burst from his tiger's mouth, evaporated before it could even drip, while Fang Yu's Susanoo's chakra suddenly surged!
"Break it for me!"

"The power of dreams!"

They both shouted at the same time.

In a flash comparable to a nuclear explosion, fragments of Susanoo's armor and spatial rifts from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit intertwined and burst forth!

Roger flew backwards and crashed through three hills, while Fang Yu's Susanoo plowed a hundred-meter-long trench in the ground before his giant sword pierced the rock and stabilized his body.

Fang Yu saw Roger crawl out of the rubble; the regenerative power of the fourth-order gene lock was causing the wounds to heal at a visible speed.

Suddenly, a scream came from the northwest from another member of the Atlantean group.

It turns out that before summoning Susanoo, Fang Yu had already buried kunai around the camp using the Flying Thunder God technique.

At this moment, his true form was choking a white man with a receding hairline, while Fang Yu, standing in front of Roger, suddenly turned into a wooden stake with a "bang."
"You fucking—!"

Torres screamed and opened his bone shield, only to see Susanoo's giant sword suddenly turn and cleave the white Mediterranean newcomer and his bone shield in two!
Amidst the blood mist, Fang Yu's voice echoed from all directions: "The ninth one."

Roger unleashed his Conqueror's Haki and Armament Haki simultaneously, sending golden flames soaring into the sky.

He charged towards Susanoo, stepping on the air, each step shattering space itself: "You despicable wretch, I'll crush you!"

Before he could finish speaking, the rapier had already thrust out with a sonic boom!

"Eight Gate Dunjia!"

"Heavenly Curse Seal!"

"Genetic lock"

"open!"

"Give it to me! Cut it!"

The giant sword wielded by the Susanoo skeleton collided instantly with Roger's rapier!
Boom——

A flash of white light blinded the rest of the Atlantis team, leaving only Torres, who was worried that Fang Yu might ambush the other team members, staring wide-eyed!
The impact of this clash was even more striking than the nuclear explosion that turned a group of strangers into acquaintances!

"pat~"

As the two retreated again, Fang Yu suddenly deactivated Susanoo!

He teleported behind Roger, who was flying with a Flying Thunder God Kunai!
“Dream?” He chuckled in Roger’s ear. “My dream is to see you all in despair.”

After saying that, he slammed his fist down on Roger!
The next second! The scenery before Roger's eyes changed!

Looking at the surrounding desert, Roger slapped his forehead. "Where have I ended up?! Is this still Mount Shu?!"

"Damn it!" Roger broke out in a cold sweat. "Without me, if Torres activates that skill and doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, the team is doomed!"

Roger gritted his teeth, chose a direction, and began a pointless sprint.

This place is at least a five-day journey from Mount Shu, even by plane.
(End of this chapter)