The Creatures That We Are

Chapter 788: Blond Grim Reaper

Chen Ying was surprised and delighted, too. Did we just get away with it?

Without hesitation, she peeled off the talisman on Nainai’s forehead and did the same with the other talismans on them.

[Nine Frost: Don’t look back and just go. Leave the rest to him!]

Chen Ying looked down and gasped.

Wang Zikai!

On the wasteland near the crater, a black racing motorcycle quickly approached the portal like a swift leopard. The one speeding and arriving at the scene was a blond young man with bright eyes and an arrogant smile.

All members of Team Colorless noticed Wang Zikai’s approach immediately.

In an instant, none could spare any attention for the enemies in the air, and Lin Fu, who was going to use a great amount of energy to detonate the talismans, kicked break immediately. He was merely an employee who received the same monthly salary. There was no reason for him to get too serious. It was better to preserve energy and think about how he should survive.

In fact, with Crimson Bee’s embellished story the past few days, members of Team Colorless now flinched at the mention of Wang Zikai, the top fighter of Nine Scions.

They even gave him a nickname in private: the Blond Grim Reaper.

In Crimson Bee’s words, they had only two options if they ever met the Blond Grim Reaper: run, or feign death. Whether they could survive would be up to their fate.

Now, as soon as they spotted Wang Zikai riding a motorcycle and racing to them, they lost their composure and were stunned into inaction for a moment, wondering if they should turn back for the portal or keep fighting.

“Fight!” Colorless, proving her experience, calmed down immediately. “He’s on his own! He won’t be our match!”

Her words woke everyone up and made them recover their composure.

Old Seven, Small Luo, and Lin Fu quickly made ranged attacks at Wang Zikai from a hundred meters away. Wang Zikai twisted the handlebar around and rode in an S, agilely dodging the various bullets with incredible skill.

“Take this!”

Amon seized an opening and hurled the boomerang hard at Wang Zikai’s motorcycle. Wang Zikai couldn’t dodge the boomerang as it tracked him.

Leaping into the air with both feet, he faced the quickly spinning boomerang head-on. Thud. Wang Zikai caught the boomerang with one hand.

It was as if someone had reached a hand into a ceiling fan turned up to max speed and caught one of its blades easily, forcing it to stop.

That stunned not only the owner of the boomerang, Amon, but also Team Leader Colorless. What the hell—what manner of monster is he?!

Wang Zikai smirked midair and threw the boomerang back with a whoosh.

“Get—”

Before Colorless could utter “away”, the boomerang shot across the crowd in a gray flash with a barely visible afterimage, burying into the ground about seven meters behind them.

Everyone gaped and forgot to breathe, unable to move.

The air went still for a strange second.

Splatter

.

A circular crimson line emerged on Old Seven’s right shoulder. Blood splattered and hit everyone on their body and face—Old Seven had lost an entire arm.

“Ahh!! My arm...my arm...”

Old Seven collapsed to the ground, rolling and crying out in pain.

Only then did the others start breathing again. They couldn’t help but shout in their mind, Thank God it wasn’t my head that got cut off! I’m still alive!

“Magic Hair!”

Veggie, standing in the front of the group, recovered from the fear of staring death in the eyes. It had only been a couple of seconds, yet Wang Zikai was already in her space like a phantom. She had to react.

Veggie couldn’t afford to preserve energy. A great volume of black hair turned into sturdy, fierce steel wires to stab at Wang Zikai from all directions.

Wang Zikai didn’t even care to move away. He charged headlong at her, his skin instantly hardening and turning into that of a brass statue.

Clink, clink, clink—

Countless steel wires hit Wang Zikai and sputtered sparks, making sharp noises that made one flinch. However, Wang Zikai remained completely unscathed. The wires broke like fragile straws.

Wang Zikai reached Veggie and made a straight punch at her face.

The punch stopped two centimeters from Veggie, and only the strong currents it brought up hit her face. Almost at the same time, Wang Zikai’s left fist slammed into Veggie’s abdomen.

Veggie threw up blood and flew off her feet.

The poor girl had been on the verge of dying before she even hit the ground, having most of her internal organs shattered.

In fact, if Wang Zikai had hit Veggie with the punch, her head would’ve shattered like a ripe watermelon, standing no chance of surviving.

However, Wang Zikai had just learned a few feint tricks from Nine Frost, and he couldn’t wait to try them on someone. He neglected the fact that for someone as weak as Veggie, there was no need for him to employ a trick. Even if he simply punched her with his eyes closed, she still wouldn’t be able to dodge it.

Wang Zikai was happy to have hit Veggie. Whoa, this is an awesome move!

He didn’t have much time to rejoice, though. A strange numbness hit the left side of his body, and his facial muscles grew stiff.

Colorless had used Petrify on him.

Whoosh.

It took only half a second for Wang Zikai to vanish into thin air, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

What?!

Colorless started. Wang Zikai was moving so fast that his speed almost rivaled Teleportation!

When Wang Zikai appeared again, he was already above Musashi, kicking at his face from the left.

Wang Zikai had made the right choice. Taking out Musashi would make the Shooter Domain crumble, and without the ranged attacks getting buffed with double effective range, Nainai and Chen Ying would easily escape to safety.

However, Wang Zikai had simply attacked Musashi first because she was closest to him. His thinking was simple: he hit anyone he saw.

Thud!

Wang Zikai’s kick didn’t land. The split second before it hit, Stubborn Weasel tackled Musashi out of the way roughly and took the kick for her.

Wang Zikai ended up kicking Stubborn Weasel in the face. It felt like kicking a metal ball.

Bam!

Stubborn Weasel flew more than ten meters away, falling and bouncing, not stopping until rolling more than ten times on the ground.

She bled from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth, blacking out.