Chapter 898: Good!

Chapter 898: Good!

He was still there!

He hadn’t been evaporated in the fire, at least...not entirely.

Soon, everyone saw the human swine-like figure clearly[1]. The sight was difficult to look at.

His clothes and hair had burned away completely. His flesh existed in a state between melted and charred, his face a twisted brown mask eerily similar to the one he used to wear.

His left arm and both legs had simply vanished. The left prosthetic calf lay disconnected, while his prosthetic right arm remained bizarrely intact; its synthetic skin burned away to reveal, of all things, a chic pink strawberry pattern.

The scene painted itself in cruel, macabre strokes.

Sir Jiang hadn’t willingly surrendered his limbs, but he couldn’t keep them.

During those five seconds under the Fire Punch, Sir Jiang had desperately warped space around himself. He'd managed to preserve only his head and torso, sacrificing face and limbs to survive. His health bar flickered at one-tenth, energy reserves at twenty percent.

Sir Jiang was at an inch of his life, rendered useless.

Gao Yang's chest heaved, his blood-streaked face ash-white. He'd crippled his target as planned, but at a steep cost—his energy reserves had plummeted below forty percent.

"Impressive. The Divine Scion lives up to his name, managing that level of attack while injured." Dr. Jia spread his hands appreciatively. "Though this turn-based nonsense is ridiculous. Without that restriction on group attacks, everyone over there would be ash."

Gao Yang remained silent, expression calm. He suspected group attacks should have been allowed—but Clear Mirror, as judge, had altered the rules. The game only needed to appear fair, not be fair.

Gao Yang's expression darkened, caught between relief and cursing. The level 6 round punched clean through his enhanced body, perforating his lung and accelerating his blood loss. The only mercy was that the bullet had penetrated him too quickly for its paralysis and poison effects to take hold.

He pressed a hand to his bleeding chest, slowly dropping to one knee. His health bar plummeted below fifty percent.

Yes!

Liao Liao's internal celebration wasn't naive joy at a kill, but the damage had exceeded her expectations. Gao Yang teetered on the edge now. If Qin You just...

Why isn't he moving?

She turned to find Qin You's feet marked green, yet he remained motionless.

"Qin You!" Her voice cracked with disbelief. "Move it!"

Face dark, Qin You crossed his arms. His hands transformed into countless sturdy vines, completely encasing his body; it was Plant's ultimate defense.

He'd chosen to protect himself rather than attack.

"You fucking... bastard!" Liao Liao's rage exploded.

Seconds later, Qin You lowered his defense, his expression awkward. When Liao Liao had offered to risk herself alongside him, he'd resolved to choose offense. But at the crucial moment, survival instinct had overwhelmed his resolve.

"It's not that I'm afraid of death!" His protest rang hollow.

1. 人彘, renzi, is a cruel way of torture to remove someone’s limbs and sense organs. ☜