Chapter 566: Seven Shadow’s Cry of Blood

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Chapter 566: Seven Shadow’s Cry of Blood

Rumble.

A giant black deadly beam shot out of the Malediction’s right hand. Wherever it hit, vegetation was wiped, lives were lost, and mountain and earth shattered and cracked.

Three seconds later, the light beam disappeared, leaving a chasm of more than ten meters in width from the center of the Green Lotus Lake all the way to the border of Li City, as if the giant ax of God had swung down and hit the land.

Gao Yang had teleported away before it hit.

Wielding Qing Ling’s two Black Gold long blades, Gao Yang stared impassively at his shadow. He took a deep breath, and his absolute rationality quickly came to the conclusion that he didn’t stand a chance, and that he should flee.

But he didn’t.

There were things one had to do even though they were the wrong thing to do.

Swoosh. Gao Yang conjured a double, which took the Black Gold Xiu Dao. Then both him and his double sliced their left hands open to smear the blades with their blood.

After that, Gao Yang and the double took each of Qing Ling’s Black Gold darts and thrust it into their chests, almost hitting their hearts.

You told me before that I had a protagonist aura and would bring bad luck to everyone around me, Officer Huang. I didn’t believe you before, but I do now.

Nevertheless, I would be the greatest loser of a protagonist were I one. After all the defeats I’ve met, shouldn’t I have my moment for once?

Watch me, Officer Huang.

It’s gonna be cool.

Ah, I don’t have a name for the move yet. What would you call it?

How about Seven Shadow’s Cry of Blood?

It’s chuuni, isn’t it? Doesn’t it sound like a move from those shonen manga you’ve read?

Gao Yang’s lips curled up like he just remembered a happy memory, the corners of his mouth stained with blood.

[Put all Luck points into Luck.]

[Activate Willful Power.]

[Constitution: 1 Endurance: 1]

[Strength: 3200 Agility: 3167]

[Willpower: 1 Charisma: 1]

[Luck: 1777]

Activate Replicate.

Gao Yang.

Win.

You must win!

...

Ten seconds passed like ten days, years, or centuries. Gao Yang had long gone past the limit of Teleportation. He didn’t know how many times he had teleported and how many times he had cut the Malediction. At some point, even his rationality was almost gone, let alone his other emotions. He had surrendered himself to his instinct.

During the last half a second, Gao Yang felt his energy starting to decline. Willful Power was nearing its end.

He became one with his double and held one blade with his right hand, smearing it with blood with his left hand. Then he thrust at the Malediction’s chest in a glinting blur—if the entangled black strands could even be called a chest.

Clink. The tip of the blade buried into the clump of black strands, which shot out in all directions like they were pulled out by a great force, threatening to tear the Malediction into pieces of nothingness.

Yet the Malediction struggled stubbornly.

“Aghh!!”

Gao Yang held his weapon with both hands and growled, exhausting the last of his strength and energy, even his soul.

Finally, the bloodied Tang Dao pierced through the Malediction’s chest.

Time seemed to freeze for a second.

Rumble.

Then great black energy rippled out from the Maledicton’s body, throwing Gao Yang off his feet.

Qing Ling jumped to catch Gao Yang. They fell and rolled away a good few meters in each other’s embrace. Missing an arm, Qing Ling quickly crawled up despite how pale she looked, supporting Gao Yang with one hand.

Gao Yang’s face was white like a sheet, and his eyes were dim, his body cold.

Without hesitation, Qing Ling quickly extracted the Black Gold dart from his chest and administered the shot of Medicine C she had kept ready.

Gao Yang didn’t react at all. His pale face didn’t recover any color, and the wound on his chest was still bleeding. It didn’t seem like the injury was healing at all.

“Gao Yang, get it together!”

Shaking, Qing Ling took out the special adrenaline shot she had with her and bit off the cap, injecting it into Gao Yang’s chest and emptying the syringe.

Gao Yang remained unmoving, and his heart wasn’t beating.

It seemed that the moment Willful Power came to an end, he had already exhausted all vitality and energy in a way that was deadly, without reservation.

He died.