Published: February 6, 2025
"The second update, if nothing unexpected happens today, there should be five updates."
Countless dense black creatures obscured the sky.
Upon closer inspection, these unknown black insects, each about the size of a one-yuan coin, had a terrifying appearance. Underneath their pair of wings that shimmered with a dark light, their bodies were round, covered in a hard shell and bristles. Notably, they had sharp protrusions made of a material similar to their exoskeleton in critical areas like the abdomen.
Their upper jaws were extraordinarily developed, featuring a chewing mouthpart filled with sharp teeth. On the head, which was fused with the body, there was a straw-like appendage that, though not long, looked somewhat frightening and glimmered ominously, clearly very sharp.
The sheer number of these small creatures was overwhelming; they nearly blocked out all light within a radius of several dozen meters, causing Xia Bai's figure to disappear again amidst the shadows of the insects.
The Young Master's face was extremely grim. He initially thought that what Xia Bai had shown before was her entirety, but he never expected her to have such tricks up her sleeve.
However, he could not afford to think about that now; the Young Master knew he was facing the greatest crisis since becoming a sacred seat. He had to leave the shadow of these insects as soon as possible. As long as he reached a place bathed in sunlight, this disfigured ugly woman would still not be his opponent.
His body twisted awkwardly a couple of times, and the Young Master suddenly unleashed a full set of boxing techniques in all directions, looking as if he were merely training.
But one punch brushed against Xia Bai, who had sneaked up nearby, causing her to grunt and retreat after they exchanged blows.
In close combat, the Young Master, as a rhythm warrior, was indeed formidable.
Though he successfully landed a hit, there was no joy on his face. His mental power was insufficient to continuously use such a wide-ranging and rapid occupational ability. After gaining a slight advantage, he quickly dashed in a direction.
The rhythm warrior was a very special close-combat profession. Unlike other survivors, like Bai Feng with his copper boxer, this profession did not possess any outstanding special abilities and appeared somewhat ordinary. Yet, precisely because of this “mediocrity,” every aspect of this profession was very balanced and strong, and once it found its "rhythm," it could unleash its combat power to the extreme.
This included speed.
The Young Master was fast; he had just started and had already dashed over ten meters. Just two more seconds, and he would break free from the area covered by these black insects.
Unfortunately, these insects could move too, and this time, they did not just obscure the sky but surged toward the Young Master in a full-on assault.
Under the sunlight, Xia Bai revealed her figure, with two short knives appearing in her hands.
At this moment of crisis, the Young Master remained surprisingly calm. He stopped speaking, and every part of his body became his weapon. With each punch and kick, several or even dozens of black insects were smashed into a pulp.
However, there were too many insects. From the outside, it seemed as if the Young Master had been completely enveloped, like a giant, writhing black cocoon. Every second, hundreds of wounds appeared on his body.
These wounds were small, most of them caused by the sharp stingers of the insects, resulting in minor punctures. But collectively, they plunged the Young Master into endless agony, and he even felt that these black insects were draining his strength!
Was this the so-called dark disaster?
That beautiful, clean hoodie was now soaked with blood.
“Don’t you need to use your trump card?” Xia Bai's voice floated from beyond the swarm of black insects. “Take off your hood, show your face; that should be your strongest feature.”
“Ha ha.”
The Young Master let out a light laugh, as if he were not the blood-soaked sacred seat but a parent watching a child play.