Gamers Are Fierce

The fractured surface of the bone spear blade was incredibly sharp. At a glance, one could see a layer of light, formed by intense Ripple Energy, covering the blade's surface.

The Resentful Demon, charging relentlessly toward the All Bright Moon Palace Lantern, was unable to stop his momentum in time. He could only abruptly raise one palm, igniting a torrent of flames from its center to create thrust, halting his advance and narrowly avoiding his throat being pierced and torn by the spear blade.

At this moment, Gulu Lugu's weakening shrieks diminished. Now devoid of its compound eyes, two streams of pus flowed like tears down the Resentful Demon's green, gelatinous visage.

How is this possible?!

If the Resentful Demon's indiscernible face could show expressions, it would undoubtedly be filled with astonishment now.

There was no doubt about the strength of the "Overwhelming Fear" ability. The fear it induced not only created intense emotional, psychological, and mental suppression but also led to direct physiological changes, such as labored breathing, sweating, muscle stiffness, a racing heart, or even cardiac arrest. Even scenario bosses or players far higher level than Gulu Lugu could be terrified into immobility by this artificially induced fear, dredged from the deepest recesses of their memory. They would become rigid and defenseless, some even dying on the spot from sudden cardiac arrest during the terrifying recollection.

The fear of the unknown, the fear of death—these are ingrained in the instincts of all intelligent life. The "Overwhelming Fear" ability could even trace back to primal fears from the fetal stage, such as the fear of darkness in the womb, magnifying them a hundredfold. No one could withstand a hundredfold replay of the deepest fear in their memory; at least, not in the world as the Resentful Demon understood it.

According to the Resentful Demon's understanding, "Overwhelming Fear," even if possessed by human players, was an ultimate technique. It was reserved for critical moments, never to be used unless in the direst desperation. Perhaps only creatures like Gulu Lugu, born with multiple pairs of compound eyes, could treat it as a regular, expendable skill.

How could this be?

A tangle of thoughts churned in the Resentful Demon's mind, yet his consciousness remained perfectly clear. He withstood the intense, continuous pain fed back from Gulu Lugu after it used "Overwhelming Fear" and endured the massive drain on his Sanity Value. Despite this, his actions didn't slow in the slightest. He grabbed the Green Flame Whip, forcing it to release Miss Chai's right wrist. The entire whip then recoiled sharply, its unlit tip thrusting toward the hanging hoop of the All Bright Moon Palace Lantern.

This lantern—the Resentful Demon was determined to have it! No matter the cost, he *would* obtain it…

SWOOSH—

The Triangular Bone Tipped Spear hooked around the All Bright Moon Palace Lantern suddenly plummeted, narrowly avoiding the Green Flame Whip. Li Ang spun around abruptly, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. His toes fiercely pushed off the ground, shattering the already cracked tiles as gravel flew and a cloud of dust rose.

In that instant, Li Ang crossed several meters, his figure like a phantom, silently flashing before the Resentful Demon. His basic Strength and Agility attributes were both 11 points. However, with the multiple amplifications from the Adrenaline Activation Method, the Ripple Breathing Method, and his BGM skill, his physiological functions far exceeded those of players at the same level.

Before the Resentful Demon could react, he saw Li Ang, the front of his body shielded by the Black Cloak, charge into the pillar of roaring flames. Li Ang's fist, like a cannonball, loomed ever closer in the demon's sight.

Time seemed to freeze. Amidst the rain of fire, the Resentful Demon clearly saw Li Ang's eyes peering through a slit in the Dusk Cloak. They held no sorrow, no joy, no trace of emotion—only the purest, ice-cold murderous intent, frigid enough to solidify everything.

The unremarkable fist ignored the scorching flames, the mental abilities released by Gulu Lugu, and the interference from the Green Flame Whip. It cut through, unwavering as if splitting bamboo, and struck the Resentful Demon's head directly.

BOOM—

The Resentful Demon felt as if he could hear his own gelatinous exterior shaking violently, the shrill screams of Gulu Lugu on his forehead, and the vibrations of bones cracking throughout his body. He flew backward like a kite with a severed string, the pillar of fire coiling around him faltering for a moment before rapidly subsiding.

THUD!

Li Ang's feet hit the ground again. His powerful leg tendons tensed and released, propelling him toward the Resentful Demon, whose white bone skeleton was already misaligned and fractured.

At that moment, Li Ang's Dusk Cloak had sprouted countless densely packed holes of varying sizes. The bulletproof vest he wore beneath had largely melted away, and the Phase Boots, disguised as Gray High-Top Combat Boots, had completely shed their camouflage. On Li Ang's exposed skin, where not covered by the Dusk Cloak, displayed an unhealthy, pale red hue. These pale red marks, like zebra stripes, covered his shoulders and ankles. Combined with the black, viscous substance from his melted ordinary clothing, Li Ang's current state was gruesome.

However, once murderous intent had risen, it was difficult to quell.

Giving no one a chance to react, the gravely injured Li Ang flashed before the Resentful Demon, who had been sent flying. His arm chopped down like a Battle Axe toward the demon's neck.

"DIE!"

This strike was aimed to completely shatter the Resentful Demon's White Bone Spine.

In fact, Gulu Lugu's "Overwhelming Fear" had not been without effect; to be precise, it had been *too* effective. Li Ang had been pulled into the deepest fear within his memories, reliving it a hundred times in the brief span of a second. Unfortunately, since the day he first stepped out of the orphanage, he had personally confronted and overcome that fear. "Overwhelming Fear" had only induced the pure, extreme murderous intent that defined Li Ang.

Ripple Energy filled every corner of his body, releasing from countless pores in his skin, visible to the naked eye as a faint white mist. The murderous intent, almost bursting from within him, throbbed. The Resentful Demon was the target Li Ang intended to slaughter.

Perhaps sensing its impending doom, the Netherworld Flames in the Resentful Demon's bone eye sockets suddenly flared violently. Gulu Lugu, with only half a face remaining on the demon's forehead, gathered its last breath, preparing to unleash an indiscriminate Mental Shock in all directions.

HISS—

The Netherworld Flames erupting from the Resentful Demon's bone eye sockets transformed into two slender columns of blue fire, shooting swiftly toward Li Ang's brow. Li Ang's descending hand-chop immediately shifted horizontally. Even as the two slender columns of blue fire easily pierced his palm, he had already firmly grasped the Resentful Demon's neck.

CRACK!

The Resentful Demon's White Bone Spine shattered with ease. The Black Cloak billowed as if animated by an unseen wind. Li Ang, seemingly impervious to the pain of his pierced and burning palm, expressionlessly crushed the demon's bones, bit by bit, grinding them into dust.

It was as if he were enjoying the process.