Chapter 556: . I thought you didn't care about anyone

Book 556: "And here I thought you truly didn't care about a single one of them."

"Bang—"

The body of an eleventh-rank martial artist suddenly exploded.

His martial soul had just fled the ruined corpse when Sala snatched it into his grasp.

"Hmm?"

Sala gripped the terrified, despairing soul, turning his gaze to the side.

He saw the platinum light still going its own way, weaving wantonly among the alien beasts, leaving behind vast tracts of shattered flesh.

His expression instantly turned cold, and ignoring the soul's pleas for mercy, he crushed it directly into a shower of scattered points of light.

Without a word, Sala reached out toward his next target.

At this, the human martial artists on the field finally realized Sala's true purpose.

He could do nothing to Lu Sheng,

so he simply chose to do as he pleased with them.

"Run!"

Someone shouted aloud, and the remaining fewer than forty human martial artists scattered and fled.

But this battlefield was teeming with alien beasts, leaving them very little space to evade.

They could only be overtaken one by one by Sala, hunted and slaughtered.

"This is bad..."

The round-faced fat man among the guides wore a grim expression.

The thing that worried him most had come to pass after all.

Not a single person on the human side was a match for Sala, who possessed five rivers of galactic laws within his body.

Just as no one on the alien beast side could defeat the suddenly rising Lu Sheng.

As a result, the situation on the field had entirely transformed into a hunting ground for the two strongest figures; except for Sala and Lu Sheng, everyone else

could only become their prey.

But...

If this state of affairs continued, the ones who would ultimately meet defeat and ruin would be them, the human side.

Because the number of human martial artists was far too small compared to the alien beasts.

And while Lu Sheng was strong, he did not seem to be Sala's match either, otherwise he would not have kept avoiding a direct confrontation.

Once Sala slaughtered all the human martial artists and gathered his forces to besiege Lu Sheng alone...

The expressions of both guides turned incredibly ugly.

"This won't do, we have to think of a way as quickly as possible—"

"Boom!"

The round-faced fat man took a deep breath, his long sword sweeping out a half-moon crescent of sword light, repelling the onslaught of several alien beasts as he spoke urgently.

Beside him, the cold, stern middle-aged man was also operating at full power, relying on the fat man as they defended a tiny area before and behind them.

The two possessed great strength and a tacit understanding, and by joining forces, they could even block Sala's attacks for a short time.

Sala was clearly well aware of this, so he was in no hurry to strike at them, roaming the field to hunt down the human martial artists one by one from the strongest to the weakest.

Thus, the pressure they currently faced was not yet overwhelming.

"If the two of us, plus him..."

The cold, stern middle-aged man watched that elusive streak of platinum light, his eyes flashing as he said, "Even if we are no match for Sala, we might not fail to endure until Lord Haige Dao arrives."

"That is my thought as well."

The round-faced fat man nodded, three rivers of galactic laws floating around his body, his strength faintly superior to that of the stern middle-aged man.

"But how do we get him to cooperate?"

A trace of helplessness appeared on the stern man's face. "We don't even know his name."

"No matter."

The round-faced fat man narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, "As long as he isn't too foolish, he will surely realize this. We only need to

cooperate with him at the right moment."

The stern man's eyes lit up, and he slowly nodded.

...

"Gasp... gasp..."

Saya's chest heaved like a bellows as he panted heavily.

Just at the moment Sala had struck earlier, he almost thought he was going to die.

Fortunately, Sala's target had not been him, but an unfortunate eleventh-rank martial artist whose position was relatively close to his.

However, before Saya could rejoice for long,

an ice-cold, piercing killing intent locked onto him securely.

"Swish—"

Saya quickly looked around, finally confirming...

This time, Sala was truly targeting him.

"Flee! Flee!"

Instinct drove Saya to retreat frantically.

He had a history of grievances with Sala.

Yet Saya had to admit that whether it was the past Sala or the present Sala, the feeling in his heart was mostly dominated by fear.

In fact, he did not even know if a person like him even existed in Sala's eyes.

Because... he truly did not even possess the qualifications to be the other's opponent.

Saya retreated wildly for a long time, only to suddenly discover at a certain moment

that he had not moved from his original spot at all!

The moment Sarah locked his aura onto him, he became an insect trapped deep in a resin swamp—unable to move an inch.

Saya watched helplessly as Sarah walked toward him step by step, his gaze as cold and indifferent as if he were looking at an ant he could crush at will.

He slowly raised a hand.

The shadow of death rapidly enveloped Saya's heart.

"He—"

Saya cast a hopeful gaze toward a certain platinum-gold beam of light in the distance.

If Lu Sheng stepped in to save him, he might not have to die.

Only if Lu Sheng saved him, only if it were Lu Sheng who saved him... could he have any hope of survival.

Saya prayed frantically in his heart.

In the next second, a miracle truly seemed to happen.

"Stellar Rock, Barrier!"

Accompanying a muffled, booming voice, an extremely bright light erupted before Saya's eyes.

A figure seemed to stand as a shield in front of him.

"Lu Sheng?!"

Before the pleasant surprise in Saya's eyes could fully bloom, he saw that extremely bright light violently shattered, along with the burly figure behind the luminescence.

"Boom!"

Something crashed heavily into Saya, and the terrifying impact sent him flying backward through the air.

Only when the momentum of the collision died down did he realize...

He was cradling a pile of shattered, broken stones.

Among this pile of fractured stone, one could barely make out a solid, honest, and kind countenance.

Saya froze in place for several seconds.

Immediately afterward, hot tears came rolling down his eyes, and a heart-wrenching cry tore from his mouth.

"Danton!"

With the release of this cry, a certain platinum-gold light on the battlefield seemed to pause momentarily.

"How truly touching..."

Sarah, who had effortlessly shattered the strongest defensive move of the Level 12 Danton with a casual strike, remained expressionless, his figure blurring as he pressed forward.

Having integrated five cosmic rule rivers into his body, he possessed a massive, easily crushing advantage over someone like Danton, who had only barely comprehended a single rule river.

He had originally intended to kill a Level 11, but a Level 12 had suddenly leaped out to take the blade for him.

Though slightly unexpected, it was merely a minor diversion in Sarah's tedious process of slaughter.

"Fuck you! Kill me then! Aren't you supposed to be killing me?

You can even mess up a kill, you really are a piece of trash!

Trash Sarah, idiot, moron—"

His eyes bloodshot, Saya erupted with an unparalleled surge of potential in an instant, his mouth rattling off a frantic barrage of curses at Sarah.

He had not known Danton for long and never imagined the man would suddenly rush out to block a blade for him.

Because of this, Saya's heart now bled with an agonizing ache.

No one had ever...

Been willing to go to such lengths for him.

The rescue he had anticipated from Lu Sheng did not materialize.

Compared to Danton's self-sacrifice, Lu Sheng's reaction was probably the normal one.

"You court death!"

Saya's trash talk managed to inflict a bit of psychological damage after all; a flash of murderous intent flickered in Sarah's eyes, and a powerful force immediately burst from his body, surging toward Saya.

He had already made up his mind not to let this weak insect before him die too easily.

Right at that moment, Sarah's peripheral vision caught the flash of a faint platinum-gold streak passing by.

In an instant, an expression of wild ecstasy appeared on his face.

The force directed at Saya immediately exploded in power several times over.

Instantly pushed to the absolute absolute peak.

Five brilliant silver bands of light burst forth from Sarah's body like sharp talons, forming an unspeakably terrifying aura of dread.

Under this oppressive might, the void of the battlefield began to warp, as if countless vortex storms were breeding and taking shape.

Sarah's orange hair burned like fire, flying wildly in the wind.

His aura completely enveloped the entire area centered on Saya, his horrific offensive seemingly determined to grind him utterly into dust.

Sarah was laughing maniacally.

"And here I thought, among these fellows...

There really wasn't a single person you cared about?"

"Go die for me!"

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