Chapter 728: Hatred Destroyed!

At this moment, the tide of battle seemed to be tipping in favor of the superhumans.

But anyone with half a brain could see that the situation on the battlefield hadn't fully improved.

Those thick, horrifying tentacles had tried countless times to wrap around Number Two.

But each time, Number Two evaded them with a speed that was almost like teleportation.

No one could deny just how terrifying those tentacles were.

If any of them had to face this kind of attack themselves, they'd probably be racking their brains in distress too.

Dealing with ordinary anomalies would probably be easy with this.

But the opponent was Number Two!

The guy hiding in the woods had already been stunned speechless by what he was seeing.

That sneaky, sly one-eyed bastard who loved bullying honest folks actually had tricks like this.

This was something he'd never expected.

Wei Butong's expression shifted constantly.

He'd also seen the state of the battlefield, and now he faced a dilemma he couldn't easily resolve.

Fight? There was no way he could win!

Sure, those terrifying tentacles looked impressive, but they still weren't enough against Number Two.

Run?

He'd come all the way from the Sky Whale, and had specifically picked a moment that would let him show off his skills in front of everyone.

If he ran now and people found out, how could he ever hold his head up again?

Wei Butong was hesitating heavily!

He hadn't expected these superhumans to be this strong.

He also hadn't expected that anomaly called Xu Wan to actually be one body housing two anomalies!

Everything happening here had exceeded his imagination.

Just as Wei Butong's thoughts were racing at lightning speed.

Chen Ye and the others had already snapped back to their senses.

Anyone who hadn't completely breathed their last struggled to get up, trying to continue escaping.

Sun Xixi and Jiang Rou were still meditating.

However, the very next instant, the battlefield situation changed in an instant.

Number Two seemed to have lost interest in the monster's tentacles before it.

When another tentacle lashed out.

Number Two lightly raised a hand, and a wall of flowers materialized out of thin air in front of it.

The flower wall acted like a shield, blocking the tentacle's strike and attempts to wrap around.

At the point where the flower wall and tentacle made contact, countless blossoms began spreading onto the tentacle like an infectious disease.

In less than half a second, the tentacle was covered in flowers.

"Wahaha... take one slash from this grandpa!"

A single blade flash appeared, as brilliant as the Crimson Moon on the horizon!

The blade light cut through the gaps in the flower wall, severing a few petals, and shot straight for Number Two's neck.

Just as it was about to sever Number Two's neck.

Those withered, dry fingers rose up, blocking the path of the blade edge.

The blade edge was less than three centimeters from Number Two's neck.

But no matter what, it couldn't cut any deeper.

The arrogant black figure didn't linger either.

In an instant, it pulled the blade back!

Then instantly struck out again!

The blade was blocked again!

It withdrew the blade once more, then struck out again!

The blade light reflected the blood-colored moonlight, scattering it like the swirling sphere lights in a nightclub.

From Chen Ye's position, that black shadow seemed to have split into several figures, each one gripping a Hatred in hand, crazily hacking away at Number Two like madmen.

The sound of the blade edge cutting through air merged into one continuous roar.

Like the sound of rushing wind.

The blade light also linked into a single, unbroken sheet.

"Wahahaha... awesome! Awesome! Awesome!"

"Let's see how many slashes you can block!"

"This old man is having flower cakes today, no matter what!"

"Wahaha..."

Even as it fought, Hatred laughed with utter arrogance.

As if this battle before it was the very meaning of its existence.

It wasn't the least bit discouraged by those blocked slashes. If anything, it was thrilled to have met such a powerful opponent.

On the other side, Chen Ye wasn't idle either.

Countless Crawlers broke free from the Smoke Breath Mist, charging toward Number Two.

But clearly, these Crawlers weren't going to accomplish anything.

In the blink of an eye, they all turned into flowers.

The massive tentacle finally became completely covered in flowers, then slumped limply to the ground.

Another tentacle appeared, like a towering pillar holding up the sky, and slammed down viciously.

This time, there was no flower shield.

Before it even got close to Number Two's body.

This enormous tentacle was already covered in flowers.

A third tentacle, a fourth tentacle...

Every time a tentacle became covered in flowers, wilted, and lost its life force, other tentacles would grow out and surge forward in their place.

Finally, Number Two seemed to grow bored. Its curiosity had finally been used up. It lightly pointed a finger at the Monster Pickup Truck's position.

The Monster Pickup Truck, which had already been covered in many flowers, suddenly had its blossoms become even more lush and dense in an instant.

It seemed like bursts of furious roars were rising from deep beneath the earth.

These unknown roars seemed to contain endless fury and resentment.

Following those resentful, furious roars.

A dragon formed from Smoke Breath Mist began to take shape.

This was a colossal creature whose mere appearance struck terror into anyone who saw it.

The dragon's body stretched over three hundred meters long.

And every single scale seemed to have faint, indistinct patterns on it.

These patterns were blurry, but they carried a sense of unease.

This was because Chen Ye didn't understand the Resentment Dragon well enough.

Every scale of the Resentment Dragon bore a different human face pattern, and each of those face patterns had a different expression.

But Chen Ye couldn't replicate the human face patterns, which was why his version had such blurry images.

Still, as long as he infused the Resentment Dragon Scale into this smoke-simulated Resentment Dragon, even if it only had one percent of the real Resentment Dragon's power, it would be more than enough to make this thing before him regret ever crossing paths with him.

Chen Ye was about to unleash his ultimate move.

He planned to release the Resentment Dragon.

If he was going to go big, he might as well go all the way.

Since this old man couldn't escape anyway, then they might as well all die together.

Infusing the Resentment Dragon would definitely bring irreversible, horrific damage.

But so what...

In a situation like this, he couldn't afford to worry about any of that anymore.

The Furious Monster had already bought him enough time.

Just ten more seconds.

No, seven seconds would be enough.

By then, the Resentment Dragon would descend upon this world.

When Chen Ye took out the Resentment Dragon's scale and chanted the incantation, he could even feel some mysterious, terrifying power shifting in response to his words.

Number Two also sensed something different.

It suddenly raised its head, using those two blood-red flowers to stare at the smoke-simulated Resentment Dragon in the sky.

Those two flowers had no eyes and no pupils, but from the slight trembling of their petals, Chen Ye could see a flicker of fear in Number Two.

So this thing could actually be scared after all.

At the same time, another arrogant slash came hurtling in.

The black figure gripped Hatred's handle, this slash fast as teleportation.

And Number Two... was still looking up at the smoke-simulated Resentment Dragon.

It didn't even look at this slash, yet still blocked it.

But this time, something was different.

Number Two's right index finger and thumb gently pinched the blade's body.

Before the black shadow could pull back and strike again.

A crisp sound of metal shattering rang out.

Like a silver vase bursting, water splashing everywhere.

A crack appeared on Hatred's blade body.

The black figure's form jolted as if struck by lightning.

Then the cracks multiplied rapidly. A second crack, a third crack...

In that split second...

The black figure erupted in a resentful roar: "No... this old man..."

Before the arrogant words could even finish.

Hatred's handle shattered into pieces of metal that fell to the ground.

Hatred!

Shattered!

Only a handle wrapped in Willow Branch remained, lying on the sandy beach.

That blade had been with him for years. Who would have thought it would meet its end here?

The monster stalled!

Hatred's blade shattered!

What remained was the Resentment Dragon about to break free.

Number Two lightly pointed at the dragon in the sky once more.

The smoke-simulated Resentment Dragon, not yet fully formed, turned into blossoms one after another...

Resentment Dragon Spirit Infusion, failed!

Despair!

Hopelessness!

He'd used just about every strongest trick he had.

But against this thing before him, none of it seemed to matter!

The tentacles and the black shadow's blade light had all vanished.

Aside from the few people still lingering on death's doorstep on the ground.

The only one still standing was Chen Ye.

Actually, Xu Linhao probably shouldn't have died originally.

But at this moment, that superhuman of the Athlete Sequence, so nimble and agile, had fallen to the ground for some unknown reason.

Perhaps it was just a casual flick of Number Two's finger.

It wasn't worth Number Two expending any extra effort to deal with him specifically.

The next instant, Number Two appeared before Chen Ye.

It tilted its head and looked at him.

"You... do you regret it?"