Published: February 12, 2025
The moment of desperation had arrived.
Pao Bai slightly tilted his body, and the two curved daggers in his hands emitted a blinding light as they rushed towards two masses of thunderclouds. His attack speed was slightly faster than Zimu's. When the first dagger collided with the thundercloud, the second dagger followed closely behind.
After a brief clash, Pao Bai did not get pushed back as Zimu had expected. Instead, he utilized some subtle techniques to slash his daggers at the thunderclouds again. In a short span of time, each dagger in his hands launched two attacks, both targeting the same thundercloud.
On the other hand, the second group of thunderclouds went unheeded.
The two sides clashed and then separated.
Zimu slightly lowered his head to look at his right shoulder, where a crack had appeared in the renyi level armor he was wearing. The force transmitted to his shoulder was somewhat uncomfortable, but it was not serious, barely even a minor injury.
However, this still left him feeling stifled. He was wearing renyi level armor, yet it had been breached even slightly by the opponent's crimson condensation level weapon. If he were to speak of it, others would not doubt the hardness of the equipment but would instead mock his ineffectiveness.
On the other side, Pao Bai was in a worse situation. Since he had only targeted one mass of thunderclouds, the other mass slammed heavily into him. Even though the insulating liquid on his protective gear helped somewhat, the powerful impact from Zimu still caused him to suffer the most severe injury since the start of the battle.
Earlier, he had merely spat a little blood, but after being sent flying, he landed and expelled three large mouthfuls before finally stopping. The intense pain even caused him to feel a moment of dizziness.
However, Pao Bai quickly regained his composure and stood up immediately.
He was left with only one dagger in his hand, and his protective gear was severely damaged, looking as if it had at most one-quarter of its durability remaining.
One could say that this gamble of a desperate attack did not achieve the effect Pao Bai had hoped for; on the contrary, it seemed he had pushed himself into a corner.
Gathering his remaining strength, Pao Bai threw the somewhat damaged dagger at Zimu.
The two were not far apart, and since Zimu had not anticipated that Pao Bai would throw his last remaining weapon, by the time he noticed, it was already too late to dodge. He could only meet it with the weapon in his hand.
The dagger was broken and fell into the nearby grass.
Seeing the currently miserable state of Pao Bai, Zimu finally revealed a hint of a smile.
He first looked at the still-hovering Rebel Dragon Race, then at the area wrapped in the formation before sarcastically saying, "What are you going to do now?"
The answer came from Pao Bai's action of discarding his protective gear.
"What to do? Keep fighting."
A brand new set of armor appeared on the silver commander, and in his hands, two gleaming long daggers appeared.
If it weren't for the faint visible bloodstains, Pao Bai now seemed like a fully intact warrior.
This time, Zimu was truly shocked, for everything Pao Bai was wearing and holding was renyi level!
Zimu did not believe that the current Star Eye Clan could provide Pao Bai with equipment of this level, even if they went bankrupt.
Renyi level equipment was not something one could simply purchase with money, as the Tarros Red Dwarf had detailed records of each item at this level, including who manufactured it and to whom it was sold. These records could all be verified.
Even if the equipment were to be resold or gifted later, clear transfer routes could still be traced.
Moreover, renyi level equipment was rarely resold.
So, where did Pao Bai's current items come from?
Zimu naturally would not think that someone had already cracked the manufacturing technology of the Tarros Red Dwarf. His first reaction was that the Su Clan was providing full support for this assassination against him!