Wilbur was at a loss for words. What the hell was going on here? The figure stopped in front of Wilbur, her chest heaving as she gasped, "Help me! Someone's trying to kill me, I can't run anymore." Wilbur took a closer look at the figure. Wait, wasn't this the assassin who had tried to kill him by the lake here before? "How dare you still show your face here?" Wilbur was enraged. What did she take him for? The assassin sighed. "Dude, I had no choice. The assassination failed, and I even had to kill my client. I've been hunted down by my old team for a month now. I can't run anymore. Save me, and I'm all yours." "What the f*ck are you talking about? Do I look like I would do something like that?" Wilbur was nothing but infuriated. This woman was really saying anything that came into her head. However, Wilbur could tell that she was indeed tired and weak. She had been full of energy and spirit when she had tried to kill him the last time, highly skilled and agile. At th
Wilbur looked over. "What are you doing? There are outsiders here. Don't scare them." Harry and his friends were regular people, and Wilbur did not want them to know what this place was really hiding. Meanwhile, Harry laughed even harder. He walked up to Ryder, eyeing him challengingly as he stood right in front of the super cannon. "Oh my goodness! We've got a whole cannon too? This sure is some high-budget production! Come on, fire us a shot! Let's see if it's real!" His friends laughed along as well, as if they were watching a clown show. Wilbur frowned in annoyance. Ryder paid no mind to Harry's jeers, putting away the super cannon as ordered. Harry laughed again. "What's the problem? Are you scared you'll be exposed?" Wilbur shook his head. Ryder's expression darkened even more. Just then, Wolf of Venom chuckled as he shook his head. "That's a pretty cool cannon, but it won't work on me. It'll be enough to take care of this idiot, though. You guys don't look like yo
Wilbur stared at a now-relieved Gertridge. "You don't think I killed Wolf of Venom because of you, right?" "I know. He was just too cocky," Gertridge said with a smile. "What do you mean by that?" "That guy has always been arrogant as hell just because he thinks he's an amazing cultivator and doesn't respect anyone but our leader. It's a given you were going to take him down for acting like that on your grounds," Gertridge said. Wilbur smiled. "How are you so sure I was going to kill him?" "I wasn't. But as I said, I didn't have anywhere else to run. I just let fate decide," Gertridge said, shrugging her shoulders. Wilbur scoffed. "Leave this place right now, and never let me see you again. Got it?" He then looked around him. Harry was still collapsed on the ground, lying in a pool of his own filth. His friends were shivering in a heap, their faces pale and devoid of any of the cockiness from earlier. They were stricken with disbelief. None of them knew where that p
The woman was nothing but friendly, chatting merrily from the back. "My name's Eileen Fall. What should I call you two?" "I'm Wilbur. This is Ryder," Wilbur responded. Eileen smiled. "It's nice to meet you." "What brings you here alone?" Wilbur asked. Eileen sighed. "Don't start. I've been so bored." "Why did you walk instead of driving up? Are you from out of town?" "I can't drive." Wilbur raised his brows. Were there actually people who could not drive in this day and age? Eileen smiled. "I really can't drive. My hands and legs stop listening to me the second I get in the driver's seat." "Ah, I see. That's fine," Wilbur replied with a chuckle. The two of them continued making small talk as the car drove on. Around noon, the driving road stopped near the peak and Wilbur turned off the car's engine. "There's no driving from here. We can only walk now." Eileen got out of the car. "Thank you so much! I hope to see you again." Wilbur waved back. "Goodbye." Eileen
Wilbur stopped in his tracks, looking at a cave deep into the canyon silently. The moon had just come out then, bathing the peak of the mountain in a faint glow. Two figures appeared above the canyon, one on each side. Wilbur frowned, looking to his left. Sure enough, it was Eileen. On the other side, however, was a foreign-looking man. He was wearing red robes, with what looked like a pair of silver shackles on his wrists. Despite being hundreds of meters away, Wilbur could see them clear as day. The three of them seemed to spot each other at the same time. They paused for a moment before both Eileen and the man in the shackles leaped down into the valley at the same time. Both of them, along with Wilbur, stood in a triangular formation, observing each other from a distance. Wilbur was the first to speak up. "To clear up any misunderstandings, should we tell each other who we are and why we're here first?" "Oh, hi! It didn't take long for us to meet again." Eileen
"What about her cult members? Surely she's not the only member and founder of the Skull Cult, right?" Wilbur could not understand. Eileen said, "I think all her members are in that lake over there." Wilbur glanced at the bloody lake and nodded in realization. This monster had founded a cult and then turned all her cult members into blood. Bloody hell, indeed. "I don't know what these people were thinking, joining the Skull Cult," Wilbur said with a shrug. "Let me explain." Suelyn let out a strange giggle, moving closer to the three of them as she spoke. "They wanted to live forever, just like me. I gave them some hope, and they joined me without a doubt. But these people are just lowlives, far from deserving of being chosen by the Blood God! Being a sacrifice was their best fate." Wilbur responded, "Is that so? I'm curious as to why you betrayed your Bloodism church and even stole one of their sacred items." Suelyn burst out laughing. "I had the same goal as all these
The three of them had shown their powers at the same time. Constantine shouted, "It's an honor to work with the both of you! I'll be going first." He soared into the air after that, lifting his arms. A scorching ray of holy flame shot in Suelyn's direction with immense power. At the same time, Eileen cried out as she gripped her two swords, crouching low before she charged toward Suelyn as well. That was Eileen's special move, the Armor of Blades. Wilbur wielded his thunder cleaver and prepared to join the battle. Yet all of a sudden, the Sea of Blood rippled and no less than fifty monsters appeared out of nowhere, charging in their direction. These monsters were similar to wolves, but they were the size of a calf. With bodies made of raw bloody flesh, they bared their fangs at the trio. The Blood Wolves charged, heading for the three cultivators' backs. "Watch our backs!" Eileen shouted, continuing to charge at Suelyn. Wilbur had no choice but to turn around, fighting
Eileen scoffed. She hurled her swords outwards, and they flew through the air towards Suelyn. Suelyn let out a dull giggle. The blood sword in her grasp spun in a circle, forming an energy shield that knocked Eileen's swords away at once. Eileen's spirit energy exploded then, and she put her palms together. "Soaring Double!" The swords seemed to whip back under Eileen's command, attacking Suelyn from multiple angles at the speed of light. Suelyn let out a howl, oblivious to the attack as she launched an attack in Eileen's direction. Eileen was unable to move because she was casting the Soaring Double, and Suelyn's attack was about to hit her. Just then, Eileen cried out, "Shield!" The spirit armor on her body grew, forming a gigantic body of armor around three meters tall that protected her in the center. Suelyn's attack let out a deafening sound as it collided with the armor. The armor glowed with spirit energy as it deflected Suelyn's attack. Eileen's two swords w