The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!

The beast pattern looked seventy percent similar to it, but with exposed fangs and a fierce expression, it added a sense of wild brutality.

Its forehooves were also equipped with a pair of ice gauntlets, each of the ten fingers vividly lifelike, with even fingerprints incredibly clear.

"Transform ice into spear!"

The Snow Horse stretched out its hand and grasped, and a silver-white spear appeared out of thin air in its hand.

The spear was a zhangba flame spear, with an ice spike sphere resembling a sea urchin under the blade.

Armored and holding the spear, the Snow Horse, which just resembled a Divine Beast, suddenly exuded the aura of a seasoned warrior.

"Troublesome."

Regaining some vision, Liu Zheng shook his head as he watched the Snow Horse.

"Boss, what's troublesome?"

Niu Daji asked.

"Would a warhorse that has become a general still be willing to become someone else's mount?"

Liu Zheng asked rhetorically, then shouted at the Snow Horse.

"State your name! My father-in-law is the chief of a clan, and he does not cut down nameless challengers!"

Now, among the descendants of La in Metropolis, only four remain, two under Doctor Nile, one has been expelled from the La family, and soon will be expelled from humanity, so saying he's the chief of a clan is not inaccurate.

"I am Cang Zhixue of Chang Mountain!"

The Snow Horse replied loudly.

"I am Nile of the La Clan."

Doctor Nile also announced his name.

"Nameless pawn, taste my spear!"

The Snow Horse roared and thrust the spear forward.

The dance of snow and wind was instantly swept by the spear's power, joining in the whirlwind.

The spear tip was shrouded by the wind and snow, hidden from view, impossible to discern its target.

"Well done!"

Doctor Nile showed no fear, plunging into the snowstorm with the knife.

"Are you really going to clash knife with spear?"

Liu Zheng furrowed his brows.

Although he had never practiced combat techniques, he had heard something about them, being in the fighting circles.

Entering the spear with a single knife is the classic offensive and defensive routine in weapon schematics, often appearing in movies and martial arts performances.

But in reality, the success rate of entering the spear with a single knife is only "nine to one", meaning not nine lives to one but nine deaths to one injury.

No sword technique involving "single knife versus spear" is meant for actual combat; it merely informs you of the existence of such a move.

If you really encounter a suitable scenario, first of all, run if you can; if you really cannot run, then use it, at least die with some dignity.

But Metropolis is an Extraordinary World; with the help of extraordinary abilities, perhaps the situation may differ.

"Hope the doctor is not caught up in the moment."

Liu Zheng secretly took out the Dragon Fishing Pole.

If the situation turns unfavorable later, he may have to secretly fish for the horse.

"Crunch!"

Doctor Nile was neither confused by the spear flower nor the snowstorm; his knife blade precisely struck the spot one inch below the spearhead.

However, the spear tip merely shifted slightly, changing its target from his heart to his lungs.

Once it struck, he was still unlikely to escape death.

"With just this level of skill, dare you claim not to harm me, truly making the horse lose its teeth laughing."

Witnessing this, the Snow Horse sneered contemptuously.

Then, just as the spearhead was about to penetrate the chest armor, a golden scorpion tail emerged from beneath Doctor Nile, with its sting springing out, directly piercing through the spearhead.

The Snow Horse was startled, its hooves sinking, drawing power from the ground to wield the spear, yet the scorpion tail held it fast.

"The venom of my scorpion tail would make even gods suffer bitterly; were it not to make friends with you, it wouldn't pierce the spearhead but your neck."

Nile remarked stoically.

"Feigning civility, if you want to tame me, then show all your skills."

The Snow Horse roared, rotating the spear shaft, causing the ice sphere on the spearhead to expand and unleash countless ice needles.

"Fine, since words don't reach you, let's communicate with sword and spear."

Nile also grew irate, his tone gaining a hint of killing intent.

He turned his scimitar into a blur of illusory light, blocking all ice needles while raising his scepter with the other hand to smash the ice spear in half.

"Dual wielding? I can do that too!"

The Snow Horse released one hand, forming two short spears, swerving left and right, attacking Nile like a two-headed serpent.

"Let's see how you handle this move."

The Sun Disc dimmed, splitting into a faint Sun Disc.

And replicating like the Sun Disk was Nile himself.

Since the Snow Horse with length beats one, he would use many against few.

"Even thousands of your split forms, what fear have I, hahaha."

The Snow Horse laughed boldly, doubling the speed, now impossible to trace the spear tip trajectory without any cover from rain or wind.

However, as things stood, with both parties matched in strength, two against one might endure momentarily, but as time went on, the Snow Horse's spear techniques gradually scattered.

Continuing this way, within ten moves, it might start to show signs of defeat.

"Among two there must be one false."

The Snow Horse secretly plotted.

Once the true body is slain, the illusion would naturally collapse.

But which one was the true body?

It looked at the two Sun Discs, contemplating.

"Strike!"

The Snow Horse rotated both hands, both ice spheres releasing a barrage of ice needles.

While the two Nile doctors struggled to block them, it combined the two ice spears, directly forming an elongated spear thrust towards one Nile doctor's chest.

That Nile doctor was caught off guard, the spearhead piercing through his chest.

A thick layer of ice spread quickly from the wound to his entire body, turning him into an ice sculpture almost instantly.

The Snow Horse shook the spear, and the ice sculpture shattered into a pile of ice chunks, while the Sun Disc above that Nile dimmed and extinguished.

And above him was precisely the brighter Sun Disc.

"According to military strategy, the false is made real, and the real is made false. I don't care which is true or false, only the stronger one. As long as the stronger is slain, even if the remaining is true, I've won."

The Snow Horse thought smugly.

And as it predicted, although the remaining Nile doctor did not vanish, his face revealed serious concern.

"Today, I'll take your head!"

The Snow Horse valiantly declared, tilting the spear tip to disarm the scimitar in Nile's hand, and blocking the scepter under the spear.

The golden scorpion tail suddenly jabbed the horse's leg but was perceived and stamped firmly beneath the hoof.

"Such petty tricks dare to show off, let's see what you can do now."

The Snow Horse arrogantly said.

"You've stayed too long in the chamber, underestimating those outside."

Nile calmly replied, the solemnity on his face dissipated.

The Snow Horse sensed danger, its divine eyes attempting to light up again.

Yet, Nile's meticulously laid trap wouldn't let it escape first.

He discarded the weapons, directly grabbing the Snow Horse's icy hand.

The Blue Sapphire Sacred Beetle and Black Gemstone Scorpion simultaneously radiated dazzling light, pouring their power into his body.

"Hah!"

Nile exerted force with both hands, painstakingly shattering the ice shell and grabbed the Snow Horse's forehooves.

"Bang!"

He lifted the Snow Horse and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The repeated sounds of slamming followed, within seconds the Snow Horse had been smashed more than ten times.

The ice surface meant to imprison others became its execution ground; the ice armor cracked in collisions with the ice floor, until finally shattering, leaving its flesh to crash onto ice.

"Spurt!"

The breastbone severely hit, the Snow Horse spurted out a mouthful of cold-breathing blood.

"How's it now?"

Nile released it, gasping heavily.

He had no choice but to let go; his body's strength in the flesh was inherently inferior to when alive, now enduring the power of two Holy Objects, even with bandages stabilizing, he couldn't hold anymore.

Continuing the slams risked the Snow Horse dying first or his body collapsing prematurely.

The Snow Horse did not respond.

While Nile worried if he had been too harsh, the Snow Horse's body slowly merged into the ice surface.

"Not good."

Nile was shocked, disregarding his battered body, reaching to grab the horse head.