bdsm-fiction Chapter 4: The Fury of the Fire Demon
Chapter 4: The Fury of the Fire Demon
From the moment Tang Wulin entered Su Jiu's 10-meter sniping range, Old Tang, located in his mental sea, vaguely felt a sense of unease.
Wait a minute, the limits of Douluo Continent have been completely sealed off by his father, Tang Ritian, so no wild gods can appear at all. So where does this sense of crisis come from?
When he forcibly put Tang Wulin into the "Sea God's Descent" mode and possessed him like a ghost, a biological crisis warning shot straight to the top of his head!
So, this crisis was actually aimed at his son, Tang Wulin!
How dare he covet his son, the prodigy of the Tang family! Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot and he gasped for breath. In his eyes, this little thief was already courting death!
What terrified San'er was that his vast and incredibly pure divine-level spiritual power swept across the entire area below, yet he found no suspicious targets.
Could it be the Abyss Saint King who has arrived? And he just happened to run into them, father and son?
Just as the three Tang Heavenly beings were engaged in battle, a crimson bullet, carrying unimaginable momentum and potential energy, shot towards him at an extreme speed that could break through the barriers of dimensional space.
The bullet streaked across the sky, burning through the dark night, its vaporized trajectory clearly visible!
Then, a low, guttural gunshot, as if from hell, followed immediately!
Tang San, who had already awakened the vast realm of the Purple Demon Eye, was even more furious. He and his son had just arrived on Douluo Continent, and he had lost one of his three precious opportunities to make a move.
But anger aside, my son is the most important person.
He decisively used his divine sense, which was at the peak of the quasi-god level for the first time. His blue-gold phantom appeared. He raised his hand and clenched it. The Trident of the Sea God appeared out of thin air. He held the trident in his hand and made flowers bloom with his hand. His killing move was revealed!
Thirteen halberds combined into one - Twilight of the Sea!
It shot headlong into the bullet, delivering a strike that surpassed even the divine level!
However, Tang San seriously underestimated the power of the bullet. The Sea God Trident he had conjured was directly blasted and twisted upon impact with the bullet, and the entire trident was instantly sent flying by the immense force.
The bullet only slowed down slightly, but it still headed towards Tang San's location.
Seeing the situation, Tang San knew things were going badly.
With just this divine sense of quasi-god level power, not only could it not block this attack, but it also could not protect its son.
Even if they sent a message to Tang Hao and A Yin at this moment, it would be too late to help them in their immediate predicament.
Left with no other choice, he had to use his second chance to attack. Even though he was incredibly reluctant, it was the only option he could have!
The second opportunity to strike caused Old Tang's strength to increase dramatically, leaping him to the god level, roughly equivalent to a second-level god with a divine position.
He simply put two fingers together and caught the bullet with his bare hands!
When the blacksmith, who was wielding a hammer, finally saw what this thing was, he discovered it was made of a material he had never seen before.
His first thought was, could it be that another transmigrator similar to him had arrived in Douluo Continent? Moreover, this transmigrator seemed to have already reached a high level of mastery!
Then, he shook his head to clear his mind of these negative thoughts.
He quickly conjured the Trident of Poseidon in his hand, and following the still-present trajectory of the spatial projectile, the trident crashed to the ground. A terrifying explosion occurred around the mountain, and the devastating blow instantly leveled the surrounding area for tens of kilometers, leaving it barren!
As for Su Jiu?
The first bullet nearly cost him his life. Even though the Martial Soul True Form enhanced his physical body to some extent, the boost to the weapon itself was far greater than the boost to his physical body.
The terrifying recoil caused his blood to gush out uncontrollably, his right arm and right chest to shatter, resulting in comminuted fractures. His head was also accompanied by a mild concussion, causing him to lose his balance and experience constant tinnitus. The Three-Word Battle Armor - Night Wanderer was mostly destroyed.
He was completely exhausted, his face was ashen, and he was practically halfway to the gates of hell!
Indeed, high returns come with high risks; the ancients were right.
However, since Lao Tang used up his first two opportunities to make a move, this trip wasn't a complete loss!
Fortunately, just as Su Jiu was about to lose consciousness, he managed to activate his First Martial Soul, the Spiked Bee Hunting, which came with the artificial intelligence Aqi, and used the pre-positioned Void Spiked Bee Sentinels to perform a long-distance void jump.
He was now lying peacefully unconscious on Leng Yaozhu's big bed, but his actions had chilled Leng Yaozhu's heart to the bone, freezing it into ice.
Originally, she thought that Ah Jiu's younger brother had finally come to his senses and knew that he was going to raid her at night. Leng Yaozhu was ready to be taken by anyone and prepared to say goodbye to her virginity that had accompanied her for most of her life.
But when a strong smell of blood reached her nose, she immediately realized that something was wrong!
Ignoring her thin clothes and the fact that spring light was practically free, she turned on the lights, and the room instantly became as bright as day.
Seeing Su Jiu's face as pale as paper, her chest concave, blood gushing from the wound, and her breath coming out weakly, Leng Yaozhu's heart clenched, as if a large hand was gripping her chest, and she subconsciously held her breath.
Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately took out her own natal phoenix feather, carefully placed it on the wound on his chest, and performed emergency treatment on him.
After his natal phoenix feather took effect, Su Jiu's chest wound healed rapidly, and his breathing became increasingly steady.
Leng Yaozhu sighed, finally relieved. Fortunately, there were no strange or unusual effects on the wound; it was just a physical injury.
At the same time, confusion, bewilderment, self-blame, heartache, lingering fear, dread, unease, cherishing, regret, and obsession...
A torrent of emotions erupted within her at that moment. What had happened to her brother, Ah Jiu? With his survival and escape skills, even the most powerful person on the continent couldn't defeat him! Ah Jiu always made his sister worry; now he's learned his lesson, hasn't he? Can't he just stay by his sister's side...?
Seeing Su Jiu like this, she would most likely be unconscious for a while. Leng Yaozhu's lips curled into a smug and satisfied smile. During this time, she would let her older sister take good care of her.
Thinking of this, Leng Yaozhu Qingmei's mature and pretty face turned bright red on the spot, like a ripe autumn fruit, so red that people couldn't help but take a bite and savor its sweetness.
Her clumsy, inexperienced hands carefully undid Su Jiu's clothes until he was completely naked. She gently and patiently wiped the blood off his body, like a dragonfly skimming the water. Each touch contained her sense of duty as the older sister, but also carried her long-hidden, burning, unspoken crush.
Ah Jiu... when will you finally realize what your older sister is thinking...?
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Meanwhile, in the mysterious underground space of Xingdou.
"Na'er, Ajiu might be unconscious for a while. Ajiu promises you she will wake up and won't leave Na'er alone. Please don't lose Ajiu either..."
After she finished speaking, Ajiu's screen went dark and slowly fell to the ground, completely devoid of any signs of life.
Gu Yuena didn't understand what those words meant at first, until she could no longer get a response from Ajiu, at which point she realized that what Ajiu said was not a joke.
She anxiously cradled little Ajiu in her hands, then hugged her tightly, as if afraid that Ajiu would disappear at any moment.
Lonely and heartbroken tears welled up again, and the small, solitary figure silently sobbed in the vast underground palace.
Ajiu, Na'er will cherish you and never abandon you. Please don't abandon Na'er either, because you're all Na'er has left...