CHAPTER 794: CHAPTER 415: I HAVE A SECOND PHASE—WHAT DO YOU HAVE? (SECOND UPDATE)

The two sides looked at each other, momentarily taken aback.

"You’re seriously injured?"

The middle-aged man’s gaze was sharp, instantly assessing that his current condition was not good.

Even worse than an ordinary person, just standing there, his body swayed as if it would collapse at any moment, breathing like a bellows with holes.

But Luo Lie did not answer.

His gaze crossed over the three, staring intently at the huge red eye floating in the air.

This battle with White Owl was arguably the most perilous and difficult fight of his life.

From the Inner World to the real world, from inside the building to hundreds of meters in the sky.

Until exhausting the last bit of strength, ultimately ending in defeat.

Even the domain he prided himself on was forcibly shattered by the opponent, and could not be reassembled in a short time.

Ordinarily, he could only admit failure, and choose to flee in disgrace.

But now, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was right before him.

Staring at the alluring red eye, Luo Lie’s breathing grew heavier.

As long as, as long as he could devour it!

Even just absorbing a few drops of blood, swallowing those tendrils, his injuries could recover at the fastest speed.

With the extraordinary properties of this artifact, there was even hope to remedy the damage to the Telekinesis Coat and return to peak condition.

By then, he could once again control the domain, and hack that damned monster to pieces, into a thousand fragments!

Though reason told him that devouring such a filthy thing was extremely disgusting and would undoubtedly have severe negative impacts leading to unpredictable consequences.

But the desire for revenge had already overpowered everything.

Now, Luo Lie had only one thought in mind.

Eat it, to re-master strength, to become stronger!

"Give me the Deep Red Eye!"

He roared, eyes bloodshot, voice hoarse and insane:

"This is the Noah Organization’s property, all irrelevant people get lost!"

"Sorry, Minister Luo."

The young man sneered, interrupting his delusion: "This treasure already has a new owner."

Hearing this, Luo Lie was slightly stunned.

Looking at the opened space door, and then at the trio’s array positioning, he suddenly realized:

"You... you are the Xiao..."

Whoosh—

Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly moved.

His figure vanished on the spot, only to reappear ghostly in front of Luo Lie the next moment.

His five fingers claw-like iron hooks, firmly gripping the top of the opponent’s skull.

Luo Lie’s body went stiff, unable to muster even an ounce of resistance.

He only felt all his vitality being frantically siphoned through his head.

His skin rapidly lost moisture and luster, turning dry and sallow.

Muscles shriveled, eyes sunk deep into their sockets.

In a mere two or three seconds, a living person turned into a skin-and-bones mummified corpse.

Just now filled with ambition and seeking revenge against White Owl, Minister Luo died so obscurely here.

"Truly foolish."

The middle-aged man released his hand, letting Luo Lie’s corpse fall on the bloody carpet, his tone cold:

"Clearly severely injured, abilities gone, yet feeling so good about himself, had to say it out loud."

"You were forcing me to kill you to silence you..."

He sighed helplessly, then turned around:

"Quickly take away the Deep Red Eye, don’t delay matters."

The young man and Xiao Ming shivered, responding in unison.

However, their hearts were filled with nervousness, fearing that a crowd of Hunters would rush in, discovering the murder scene and identifying them as the culprits.

After all, that was a board member of the Noah Organization, a legitimate S-Class expert.

And he was taken care of by the second uncle as easily as crushing a bug.

They really got into big trouble this time.

However.

Before they could act, another set of steady footsteps sounded.

The three of them once again turned their heads, full of vigilance looking towards the source.

Out of the shadows at the entrance, a tall and strong figure walked out.

It was a man wearing no clothing, but with a white mask covering his true face.

His naked body fully exposed to the air, unabashedly showcasing its robust masculine charm.

Each muscle was like granite carved, not the exaggerated bulky flesh seen on bodybuilding stages.

But a super fiber bundle honed through extreme pressure and forging, outlining an explosively powerful sense of strength.

This near-perfect body was now covered with crisscrossing wounds.

Some merely cut through the skin, while more penetrated deep to the bone, even revealing white bone and writhing muscles.

Clearly, he had just endured an unimaginably fierce battle.

Ordinary people with such severe injuries would already be down, but this man stood straight.

The air of composure added even more oppressive tension to the scarred body.

Like a beast lurking in the dark, having just slaughtered prey, sated.

Fang Cheng’s gaze swept lightly over the three, then settled on the shriveled corpse on the ground.

"Luo Lie died at your hands?"

"Are you from Noah?"

Hearing the inquiry, the middle-aged man showed a puzzled look, but then quickly dismissed it himself.

"No, you shouldn’t be someone from the Noah Organization.

"Let me think, you’re that mysterious expert opposing Noah Organization, right?"

He paused, as if something clicked, eyes intensely fixed on the newcomer.

"So, you’re the one who defeated Luo Lie!"

Fang Cheng did not deny it, nor did he respond.

His eyes scanned the eerie fleshy nest, finally locking onto the still pulsating giant eye.

The brows beneath the mask furrowed slightly, vaguely sensing a cacophony buzzing in his ears.

Like countless flies buzzing annoyingly.

"I see."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of sudden realization, then looked at Fang Cheng with great interest, as if appreciating a rare gem:

"So it was you who defeated Luo Lie. Earlier, I saw you battling him in the air outside the building."

"No wonder you could force Minister Luo into a desperate situation. Your body’s structure must have transcended the human species."

He clicked his tongue repeatedly, his tone calm.

But his gaze carried a scalpel-like sharpness, as if he wanted to see Fang Cheng inside out.

Fang Cheng paid no attention to his comments.

The continuous intense battles, especially after blasting the Inner World, and then moving with Luo Lie hundreds of meters into the sky for a life-and-death struggle,

had caused enormous physical exhaustion.

At this moment, each breath he took was somewhat scorching, sweat uncontrollably seeping from his pores, sliding down the grooves of his muscles.

Once his tense muscles relaxed, the fatigue was overwhelming, nearly consuming his entire being.

This short fight’s burden even exceeded any previous extreme training.

Fang Cheng panted slightly.

Feeling the sweat and blood stains covering him, his feet on the disgusting, slimy carpet of flesh, his brow furrowed again.

Luo Lie was dead, the enmity resolved, and he had no intention to linger here.

It was time to go home for a thorough shower...

With this thought, Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze, turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, the young man shouted sharply.

Fang Cheng seemed oblivious, his pace not halting for a moment.

The young man was thoroughly infuriated by Fang Cheng’s blatant disregard, and immediately screamed:

"Uncle, we can’t let him go, he knows we killed Luo Lie!"

The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed, then he spoke:

"My friend, I fear you cannot leave yet."

"You’ve seen things you shouldn’t. To avoid unnecessary troubles, please come to the Xiao Family as our guest for a few days."

His words were still calm, but the underlying threat was clear.

"Want to fight?"

Fang Cheng suddenly halted, and turned around.

Those crimson eyes behind the mask quietly observed the trio.

"Hah, quite arrogant."

The young man’s heart skipped, feeling like a peerless vicious beast was staring at him, but he still held his ground:

"Uncle, don’t bother talking to him, this guy just fought Luo Lie, he’s surely exhausted, let’s rush him together!"

The middle-aged man did not immediately act, his sharp gaze scanning Fang Cheng back and forth.

Moments later, his lips curled into a sneer:

"Young friend, do you think you can deceive my eyes?"

"Your vitality is fluctuating, almost depleted, with hardly any energy left. Forcing another battle will only harm your essence, how much strength do you have left?"

He said, stepping forward.

An invisible aura was released without reservation, enveloping the entire flesh nest like a tide.

"Moreover, you face an S-Class expert like me."

"Even if I handicap myself with one hand, you won’t make waves."

The middle-aged man displayed arrogance, continuing:

"Young friend, surrender obediently, then swear an oath to serve the Xiao Family, and I’ll ensure your survival."

His intentions were clear.

He knew Fang Cheng could defeat Luo Lie, proving his strength.

But observing earlier, he also saw Fang Cheng’s poor physical state.

Recalling Luo Lie’s shout of their identity, he had killed Luo Lie, and if news of this spread, the Noah Organization might come knocking.

Though the Xiao Family didn’t fear them, it would still cause trouble.

Thus, Luo Lie decisively decided to eliminate this masked, mysterious individual too.

The young man and Xiao Ming exchanged glances, subtly moving to flank him.

Another S-Class expert?

Upon hearing this, the eyes behind Fang Cheng’s mask brightened instead.

He twisted his neck, a series of crisp crackling sounds echoing.

"Today’s luck is good, sandbags keep coming, a chance to practice boxing."

"Feigning grandeur."

The middle-aged man sneered without care.

However, the moment his voice fell.

The calm in Fang Cheng’s eyes ignited into a volcanic blaze of battling intent!

Buzz——

An invisible storm of energy erupted from within him.

Like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting, like a quenched furnace fueled with high-energy material, flaring fiercely once more.

The aura that had dulled due to injuries and exhaustion suddenly surged violently, soaring once more.

All fatigue, aches, and negative states from the battle were swept away completely.

On Fang Cheng’s surface, a visible wave like crimson flames seemed to steam off.

Scorching the bloody carpet beneath his feet to a sizzling sound.

"What?!"

This astonishing change made the previously confident trio pale collectively.

The middle-aged man’s confident grin froze instantly.

He could clearly feel the other’s imposing force was overwhelming.

Seemingly restored to its peak, possibly even stronger.

Fang Cheng raised his head, his fire-blazing eyes piercing through the mask, locking onto them.

"I have a second phase, what do you have?"