Seeing that all the team members had evacuated the room, Liu Ying also began to retreat.
"Captain, I'm going to direct operations in the hallway."
As a mid-level combatant, she couldn't intervene in the fighting. She wouldn't presume to direct Pang Shuo in combat matters, trusting him one hundred percent.
Pang Shuo nodded, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the lizardman on the ceiling.
"I'll lead the charge. The rest of you watch for an opening."
With injuries and as the prime target of attacks, it would be too difficult for Lin Cang to provide support as a main force.
Qi Yuan also seemed to specialize in ranged attacks.
Although only Class C, Pang Shuo had volunteered to take on the more dangerous role.
Having spoken, he leapt upwards with a swing of his blade.
The lizardman could see everything clearly from the ceiling. It nimbly crawled across the surface.
The blade struck the ceiling, carving a slash and leaving a black, burnt mark where the flames had scorched.
Dust and debris fluttered down from the ceiling.
Having missed with his first strike, Pang Shuo drew back his blade and jumped back to the floor.
The lizardman's long tongue shot out, aimed straight for Pang Shuo. Pang Shuo had just steadied himself when he hurriedly dodged the attack.
The tongue struck the floor, leaving a fist-sized shallow crater, then withdrew at lightning speed.
Reacting quickly, Lin Cang summoned vines to wrap around the tongue.
He pulled with all his might, trying to yank the lizardman down.
Clinging fast with its suction pads, the lizardman held firm to the ceiling as both sides reached a stalemate.
Pang Shuo steadied himself again, enveloping his blade in flames. He swung his weapon, focusing his full strength into the hilt, aiming directly for the tongue.
The lizardman let out a long screech, forcing Pang Shuo to retreat.
At the same time, it freed a hand to shoot out spatial blades, severing the vines and retrieving its tongue.
Its attack wasn't over. It activated its abilities, vanishing from the ceiling in an instant.
Clang!
The blade vibrated with a humming noise as Pang Shuo's combat instincts from years of experience allowed him to raise his sword just in time to block the lizardman's vicious claws.
The claws glittered with a dangerous black-purple sheen.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The lizardman unleashed continuous attacks, all parried by Pang Shuo.
Pang Shuo let out an enraged roar. The flames along his blade extended as he swung the longsword to bisect the lizardman at the waist.
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, just as the flames were about to strike the lizardman, it abruptly vanished.
Rustling sounds came again from the ceiling.
In the brief exchange between the two men and one monster over several rounds, Qi Yuan, who had shrunk back to the junction between the hallway and room, was left dizzy from watching.
The lizardman's bulging pupils shifted, looking over the two still in the room.
"The opportunity has already been missed. Should I attack? What if that wood controller has a mutual destruction technique..."
"Let's try again. As long as he can't act, we can pick off the gold-eyed one, breaking through them one by one."
The thoughts were fleeting, almost too quick for Qi Yuan to capture.
A long screech broke the stalemate between the two sides as the lizardman struck first.
Its superior monster physique endowed it with the ability to react swiftly to any attack, but the confined space limited its actions.
Having successfully captured its thoughts, Qi Yuan dodged while warning the enforcement team, "Get away from the walls!"
No sooner had he spoken than the slender tail smashed against the already damaged wall opened up by the enforcement team.
The already unstable wall collapsed, sending fragments of stone and bricks flying outward.
Reacting quickly to the warning, the enforcement team members had limited space to evade in the narrow hallway.
They each displayed their abilities, using their powers to watch out for each other and dodge this wide-range attack.
Having moved faster than the others, Qi Yuan had nearly been caught in the AOE. He really wanted to say,
"I shouldn't be here..."
Espers and monsters didn't waste time talking, immediately getting down to business. He had no opportunity whatsoever to participate.
Stuck in the middle, he was neither able to leave nor join the fight.
Finding a crack in the floor to squeeze into would better protect his pathetic life.
At Lin Cang's feet, little sprouts burst from the ground, instantly growing into trees two men thick that wrapped Lin Cang in their branches, shielding him from the flying rubble and the lizardman's sneak attack during the chaos.
"You're not getting away!"
The branches quickly extended under Lin Cang's control, intent on impaling the lizardman and nailing it to the floor.
The lizardman once again activated its spatial leap, vanishing into the void.
Having fought it twice already, Lin Cang was all too familiar with its spatial leap. Countless branches shot forth, covering the area several meters around where the lizardman had disappeared.
With the lizardman's level, its spatial leap could only jump a limited distance without gathering power. A short-distance leap it triggered instantly could only traverse a few meters.
Sure enough, the lizardman reappeared within range of Lin Cang's branch attacks.
The corners of Lin Cang's lips quirked up as he controlled his abilities to sharpen the branches to an incredible degree.
Looking down on his abilities just because he had fallen and lost, it would suffer a huge loss.
He had pulled the rug out from under it; this time, with him not having moved, there was no way he would fall again.
Suddenly, the unexpected happened.
A grating scraping sound rang out. Space rippled around the lizardman, concentric circles emerging in the void with it at the center...
The tree branches within the ripples twisted along with the distortion.
After a brief one second spatial distortion, the warped space reverted to normal. The distorted tree branches broke into segments, falling to the ground.
Pang Shuo touched the long blade in his hand with a look of shock, feeling chilled all over.
If he had charged at the lizardman just now, one hit from it would have finished him off already.
Qi Yuan's eyes were also wide with astonishment, but his shock differed from Pang Shuo's. He had read its thoughts.
"That was close... too close... If I hadn't kept a few tricks up my sleeve, I would've died."
"I was saving this move for the human gold-eyes, but it looks like I'll have to expend another card here..."
"I'm taking a loss here..."
Qi Yuan, a human gold-eye: It's trying to kill me...
Lin Cang's expression was also solemn as he loudly strategized with Pang Shuo, "Don't go near it. Keep your distance and attack with your abilities. Use your power to shield yourself."
Abilities could mutually restrain each other. Using one's power as a shield could reduce the damage dealt by other abilities.
This was also why telepaths were useless against espers.
Ordinary telepath espers didn't have the chance to level up enough to break through other espers' ability shields.
"Got it."
Pang Shuo surrounded himself in flames, enveloping himself in the fire.
Now that its cards had been seen, the lizardman no longer hid anything either. It imbued its spatial ripples into its claws.
With one swipe, it pierced through the wooden defenses around Lin Cang.
If Lin Cang hadn't reacted quickly to shield himself with his abilities, his body would have been gouged through as well.
The two abilities collided with a tremendous force that blasted Lin Cang backwards.
He slammed heavily into the wall, the shock and impact damaging his internal organs. As he opened his mouth, fresh blood gushed from this throat.
"Old Lin, you okay?"
"Cough cough... Spatial abilities...really hard to deal with..."
Lin Cang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Damn it, we're fighting for our lives here while they're still dragging their feet over there."
Pang Shuo spat in disdain, cursing the delayed support.
Taking cover behind the rubble, Qi Yuan shrank back, feeling implicated even though he truly couldn't provide any backup.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
