Published: March 2, 2025
Looking at the two pools of blood on the ground, Arthur was momentarily taken aback. However, when he noticed the shapeless Bone Sword and the massive cross in the center of the bloodstains, he suddenly snapped back to reality.
"This is... the work of the black tortoise war god?"
Doubt arose in his heart until he saw the bloodstains on the ground slowly writhing. Soon, the figures of Qin Tian and Caius resurrected in their original positions, both pale-faced and seemingly haunted by their recent violent deaths.
However, before they could fully come to their senses, a bolt of lightning flashed once more!
The roaring thunder instantly pierced through their defensive skills, and in the next second, it obliterated them into nothingness!
At that moment, the gigantic foot of the black tortoise war god came crashing down, brutally stomping on the remains of Qin Tian and Caius. Yet, the figure cloaked in thunder had long since flown far away…
The truth was laid bare before Arthur in that instant.
He watched as the silhouette of the clone stood firm in the distance, then glanced at the black tortoise war god slowly lifting its foot and the two pools of blood and mud on the ground, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Qin Tian and Caius had been guarded over by the clones...
Without external assistance, and lacking the life and death battle resolution type of resurrection enhancement skills, death and being guarded meant they were in an extremely precarious situation!
If the disparity in strength widened any further, the revival items would not signify a hope for life but rather a despair of being unable to escape death!
"The black tortoise war god cannot keep up with the speed of the clone body, and Qin Tian and Caius not only fail to match that speed, but they also lack the defensive capability to counter the clone's attacks..."
The battlefield was crystal clear—Qin Tian and Caius had not leveraged their strengths against the enemy's weaknesses, but instead, they had fallen victim to the clone's opportunity.
If nothing unexpected happened, even under the protection of the black tortoise war god, Caius and Qin Tian would likely be exhausted of their revival items within a few minutes and ultimately killed at the feet of the black tortoise war god.
Seeing this, Arthur slowly narrowed his eyes…
Qin Tian and Caius lacked the defensive ability to face the clone's attacks, but Arthur certainly did not!
At that moment, a thought flashed through Arthur's mind. He withdrew his great sword, the full body armor on him shimmering with light. Then, he timed his leap perfectly, diving down like a falcon, pouncing towards the ground below.
...
To die and be reborn, to be born and die again.
There was no greater torment in the world!
Caius and Qin Tian, after being killed by the clone once, immediately fell into a terrifying cycle of death!
Above them, another clone kept drawing the attention of the black tortoise war god, while below, the clone that killed Qin Tian and Caius twisted and turned, evading the black tortoise war god's relentless pursuit, never allowing it to catch up!
Each time they resurrected, Qin Tian and Caius could only feel the flash of lightning and in the next second completely lose their sense of perception!
Guarding the corpse...
Just as the black tortoise war god had done to the first dead clone, this tactic required no technical skill at all. As long as they attacked the moment the revival occurred, those who had just revived would have no time to react—there existed an extremely brief moment of sensory vacuum as their five senses returned, during which time the reborn individuals had no capacity to respond to danger.
Caius and Qin Tian had even seen their own ending—they would continuously hover between this silence and brief revival until their lives were utterly extinguished!
Fortunately, Qin Tian and Caius were not alone...
It was not until their eighth death that a turning point finally appeared.
The scene before them gradually became clearer. Above was the colossal foot of the black tortoise war god, and behind them was the increasingly clear sound of thunder crashing.