Published: February 5, 2025
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Hell creatures mostly belong to the fire element, and although hellhounds are among the lower-tier beings, they inherit this characteristic.
The circle of fiery ripples spread outwards. Although the speed seemed slow, in reality, it was faster than a human's rapid run.
The soldiers chasing Ye Zhongming were already somewhat terrified when a monster engulfed in flames appeared. When they saw the circle of fire rushing towards them, hesitation turned into waiting for orders, and they lost the opportunity to escape.
The fiery ripples ruthlessly swept past the soldiers who hadn’t fled, igniting their bodies instantly. The flames were a terrifying blood-red, just like those on the hellhound.
Howls erupted abruptly and painfully, allowing the luckier survivors to deeply understand the heart-wrenching suffering of those 'flame men' who had been set ablaze.
These agonizing cries didn’t last long, only a few seconds, for no one could endure such flames for long. The flame men swiftly turned into ashes, as if they had never existed in this world.
Originally, there were about one to two hundred soldiers surrounding Ye Zhongming, but the hellhound’s fiery ripple had burned over thirty of them to death.
The sudden attack from the monster made many soldiers retreat in fear. They clearly saw that just moments ago, an evolver had also failed to evade and was burned alive!
If even the evolver couldn’t withstand it, how could they resist? Thus, the encircling formation that had been tightening quickly began to disperse.
Ye Zhongming did not stop; he knew the hellhound wouldn’t last long. He didn’t even bother to assess the results of the hellhound’s flame. As he sprinted past a giant tree that had been skinned by starving survivors and was completely dead, he pointed a finger, and a wooden giant appeared beside him, silently roaring as it charged at the nearby soldiers.
But that wasn’t all. Ye Zhongming’s body surged forward and tapped a streetlight, immediately conjuring a metal man that rushed in the opposite direction.
Thus, as Ye Zhongming ran, he transformed nearby stones, metals, and trees into summoned creatures using the basic summoning technique to help him block bullets and attract attention.
The spiritual energy Ye Zhongming expended to summon these creatures was minimal, just enough to activate the skill, and their durability hovered around five, disappearing after being shot a few times.
However, these monsters still frightened the nearby soldiers, who aimed their guns at them instead of at Ye Zhongming.
Seizing this excellent opportunity, Ye Zhongming quickly broke through the encirclement and vanished into the darkness.
Meanwhile, the hellhound had just fiercely burned several people and blocked the pursuing soldiers behind Ye Zhongming. Its four eyes surveyed the surroundings, exuding an air of dominance.
However, the human attacks did not cease. A metal storm concentrated almost instantaneously on this hellhound. It couldn’t be helped; the hellhound, engulfed in flames, was like a beacon in the night, even more dazzling than when the two-star roulette spun earlier. Being large, over half of the bullets struck its body.
Although non-human life forms possess greater resistance to firearms than humans do, under the concentrated fire of hundreds of guns, the hellhound was forced to retreat after displaying its might, and one of its large horns was even broken, oozing a sticky, lava-like liquid.
The hellhound howled angrily at the sky, suddenly gathering speed, then leaped into the crowd.
Even injured, its speed far surpassed that of humans.
“Kill it, kill it!” Chef Jin and Director Wang were among the crowd, wielding different weapons. Chef Jin held a thick iron rod that glowed faint gray, while Director Wang wielded an iron chain, also a gray-level weapon.