Chapter 382 381: Gilan's Hidden Strength



Facing Jilque's attack, Suzanne felt the piercing sting from his intense kill intent and simply closed her eyes in helplessness. Yet, while she knew she couldn't survive or kill Jilque, her strong will prevented her from falling into complete despair.

"If I can't win, I will ensure my death makes you suffer! Even my death is just an annoyance!"

Suzanne's eyes split open as she quickly poured blood into her heart. Transforming herself into a living bomb that could severely damage Blood Masters.

However, doing so meant giving up the chance to launch a counterattack, as the rest of her body would lack enough energy to move. Blood was considered the life essence of all creatures for a reason.

She would slowly die without blood pumping throughout her body to provide her organs, muscles, and flesh with fresh oxygen, nutrition, and energy. It was a similar sensation of dying from blood loss but even more extreme as the exhaustion and pain of losing all your blood simultaneously was enough to kill someone.

If it wasn't for the fact she was a Blood Master and had a powerful body, she would have died long before she sent all of her blood into her heart. Pumping all of her blood into her heart was equivalent to gathering all the energy in her body into a tiny point before allowing it to explode.

Even if she never sets off the bomb in her heart, her body would slowly die from a lack of oxygen and nutrition.

"Stop! Pick on someone your own size!"

Hearing an intruder's voice on his kill, Jilque stopped his dagger a few centimeters away from Suzanne's chest and lifted his gaze to see who had the guts to stop him. However, Suzanne felt her heart clench when she heard the voice as she instantly knew who it was.

"Who are you?" Jilque said with a distinct frown, as he had no idea who this person was.

Standing before him with the light singing behind her back, Gilan took a wide stance with her arms crossed as she confronted the Jilque. She froze when she saw the bloody dagger in Jilque's hand before taking a deep breath to regain her composure.

"You need to leave Suzanne alone! How about you pick on a real martial artist!?" Gilan screamed.

"A real martial artist?" Jilque's eyes twitched when he heard Gilan's statement, as even he didn't have the gall to call a Blood Master a fake.

Suzanne, who heard Gilan, felt her heart almost explode from embarrassment. She barely kept her composure when Gilan told Jilque to pick on someone his own size, but when told she was a fake, Suzanne wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

"Wait, why would Gilan call me a fake? Doesn't she know that I'm a Blood Master and that Jilque is not someone she can beat? Unless..." Suzanne's eyes shot open as she realized Gilan didn't know she was a Blood Master.

It wasn't Gilan's fault, as she didn't know that the maid who stood beside her daily was one of the most powerful fighters in the world. Even when they both took Yoze's blood pill, Gilan was too busy trying to survive to pay any attention to Suzanne's situation.

She didn't see Suzanne accidentally release her blood mist, and even if she did, with her lack of knowledge in the martial arts world, she didn't know what it represented. So when she saw how Jilque was standing over Suzanne's body and about to kill her, she couldn't stand still.

"No, I have to tell her that she needs to run. I have to stall Jilque as long as possible so she can escape!"

"I need to remove my blood from my heart as fast as possible!" Suzanne gritted her teeth in pain as she quickly attempted to shift her blood back into her body as fast as possible while ignoring the damage it was doing to her heart.

Who would have known that as soon as she committed to ending her life with a bang, she would have to abort a second later? Unfortunately, while Suzanne wanted to ignore the damage, compared to trying to fill her heart with blood, it was far more complex and time-consuming to do the opposite without accidentally killing herself.

"Interesting. Since you think you can do better than her, I'll entertain you," Julie said before running toward Gilan leisurely.

Even still, the speed that Jilque considered leisurely was too much for Gilan as she could barely track his shadow, and that was only because he was going in a straight line.

"I'm so dead." Gilan's face turned pale as she knew she had challenged the wrong opponent this time.n)-O)(V//e-(l-/b-/I./n

With a speed that she could barely comprehend, Jilque reached her. Not having any fighting experience, her instincts took over, and she threw a punch while closing her eyes.

She dared not face the man who was about to turn her body into Swiss cheese.

"What a disappointment, just die."

Seeing how weak Gilan was from her punch, Jilque felt all the excitement and blood lust he had all disappeared. He didn't even try to dodge her weak punch and stabbed her head.

"Boom!"

Yet, when Gilan's tiny fist touched his chest, Jilque felt his chest cave in as a powerful force broke his natural defenses and rib cage. Jilque's instincts quickly kicked in as his body jumped back to dissipate the remaining force.

"Did Gilan just push Jilque back?" Suzanne muttered in shock but pulled herself back to reality when she noticed the giant figure behind Gilan.

"Am I that strong?" Gilan looked at her fist and wondered if all the cakes she had been eating were finally beginning to pay off.

"Don't get your hopes up. You are still two thousand pounds too light before you can push someone as strong as this young man back," Before Gilan could continue with her thought process, she suddenly heard Yoze's deep voice ring from behind her.

"Cough, Sir Yoze, you came! Did you save the young master?" Trying to cover up her embarrassment, Gilan lightly coated before switching the topic.

"He's fine. Evi is dealing with the three assassins, so he should be done in an hour or two."

"Anyways, the most important thing is saving Suzanne. From the looks of it, she is poisoned and dealing with internal damage to her organs." Yoze calmly said as he glanced at Suzanne, who had managed to withdraw her blood from her heart.