Space compression has stopped.

Seventy clutched his head and screamed in agony.

"goodbye!"

Faced with the now defenseless Seventy, Lu Shi snapped his fingers, unleashing his last lightning magic. A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, paralyzing Seventy's entire body and triggering the electrocution effect.

Two dragon and phoenix flames surged and surrounded the seventy.

Finally, Lu Shi drew a star map of the fire system with his left hand.

The burning ended.

Seventy's body emitted a yellow light, clearly indicating that the protective magic device had been activated when he was on the verge of death.

Unfortunately, the continuous fire damage from the burning destroyed the magical artifact along with it.

Perfect.

[Slayed a high-ranking human mage; soul weight 213G, automatically absorbed]

This is going to be a huge success!

Lu Shi nodded in satisfaction and went over to examine the body.

A tiny, shimmering black figure landed beside the corpse, yet the flames failed to burn it.

"It's a shadow attack artifact," Little Scissors' voice rang out.

Lu Shi then remembered that the little black figure that had just tried to slit her throat was actually an attack weapon.

I was just about to pick it up.

The little man has disappeared.

And Little Scissors let out a satisfied burp.

"Hey you, can't you leave me some?" Lu Shi's anger surged to the top of her head.

"Master, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. Let me practice with this shadow puppet first, and I'll tell you how to use it once I'm familiar with it, okay?" The irritating voice injected a kind of stimulant called anger into Lu Shi's extremely exhausted body.

Just as I was about to have the little soul grab the scissors and give it a good beating.

Suddenly, Yalin's painful scream rang out.

Lu Shi turned around and saw the Storm Leopard King flying in the air, constantly spewing wind blades from its mouth.

Yalin shielded the little leopard with her own body. Continuous wind blades lashed at its body. Blood gushed from the wounds. But Yalin stubbornly held on, refusing to budge an inch.

After unleashing dozens of wind blades in succession, the Storm Leopard King finally stopped.

It slowly landed from the air, roaring loudly at Yalin, its voice filled with undisguised smugness.

Yalin's body collapsed limply to the ground. She tried to get up, but after several attempts, she couldn't manage it.

The little leopard quickly moved to Yalin's side, stuck out its tongue, and licked Yalin's wound.

Yalin also patted the little leopard's head with her right paw, her face full of pity.

But Storm Leopard King paid no heed to this heartwarming scene.

It charged at Yalin and her child again, its sharp claws gleaming coldly.

However, it stopped when it was 5 meters away from Yalin.

A blue wind prison spell landed less than a meter in front of it, which it dodged perfectly.

Storm Leopard King turned to face Lu Shi, and a mocking voice entered his consciousness.

"Human, you want to use wind magic against me? If you want to die, then I'll settle the blood feud between my race and you first."

After saying that, he turned around and pounced on Lu Shi.

Seeing that the Wind Prison had missed, Lu Shi quickly drew a white star map with her left hand, and a healing spell enveloped her.

Immediately, Lu Shi let out a comfortable cry, moved her right hand, and then her whole body, exuding an indescribable air of ease.

Enraged by her actions, the Storm Leopard King, who was running, laughed in fury and asked, "Preparing to heal yourself, would you rather suffer? Then I'll grant your wish."

As he spoke, he charged towards Lu Shi even faster.

"No, I just want to use my best physical condition to...cut you to death!" Lu Shi said, as a giant pair of scissors appeared in her hand. At the same time, her fire-type talent activated, and the scissors turned fiery red.

In the space of consciousness, the little soul also began to touch the container, and the weight of the soul began to shift.

In reality, the giant scissors unfolded, perfectly blocking the Storm Leopard King's outstretched claws as it charged.

Clang.

A crisp sound rang out.

Lu Shi, holding the scissors, was sent flying more than ten meters by the Leopard King's immense strength.

Standing up, Lu Shi held the scissors with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the other, saying calmly, "Damn it, 4G soul weight isn't enough now. Keep touching it, don't stop."

With that, he raised the scissors and charged at the Storm Leopard King again.

Within the space of consciousness, the little soul's hand did not loosen its grip on the container, and the weight of the soul continued to shift.

The leopard waved its paw dismissively, its right claw sweeping towards Lu Shi, fully prepared to crush her with its physical strength.

However, this time, its claws missed.

Lu Shi bent down and swung his right claw across her head.

She raised the large scissors with both hands and plunged the sharp ends into the leopard king's chest and abdomen. A bloody gash appeared, and blood spurted out, staining Lu Shi's face red.

Awoo.

The Leopard King roared in pain. Its left claw lashed out again, striking the scissors and sending Lu Shi flying once more.

Lu Shi slowly got up, her face and body covered in leopard blood. Although she was protected by the Illusionary Gold and had no external injuries, the internal injuries caused by the shock still made her vomit blood several times.

"It still hurts a bit, not strong enough, keep switching!" Lu Shi muttered to herself.

At this moment, in the consciousness space, the number above the little soul figure's head was 219, while the number in the container was only 200. In this short minute, 13G had been converted, far exceeding Lu Shi's normal conversion speed.

In reality, Lu Shi's eyes reddened. She stuck the scissors into the ground, covered her head with her hands, and kept hitting it. At the same time, she started crying and laughing at the same time, acting like a madwoman.

Her actions startled the Storm Leopard King.

It stopped its attack, first using water-based healing spells to stop the bleeding from its chest and abdomen. Then, it raised its claws again, tracing a star map, preparing to finish off this detestable woman from afar with high-level wind magic.

The wind howled and blew towards Lu Shi, stirring up dust on the ground.

Lu Shi, however, seemed to suddenly awaken, playfully picking up the scissors and snip-sniping them at the Leopard King. Suddenly, Lu Shi vanished from the spot, scissors in hand.

Storm Leopard King's eyes narrowed, but he did not stop casting the spell he was halfway through.

Just as the Leopard King hesitated, Lu Shi appeared on its back, her large scissors fully extended, clamping down on the Leopard King's neck.

"Now, the Leopard King's reign is finally over."

Click.

The Storm Leopard King's massive head flew off. Blood gushed from its neck, and the headless corpse slumped to the ground.

Lu Shi, laughing and joking, plunged the scissors into the corpse, shading her eyes with her right hand, and looked up at the direction where the leopard king's head had flown out. Only after the head hit the ground did she let out a joyful laugh, but then suddenly burst into tears.

An indescribable madness and eeriness.

"Owner."

"Owner."

Yalin and Xiaojianjian simultaneously called out to Lu Shi from their consciousness.

Lu Shi struggled, a glimmer of clarity flashing in her eyes.

I forced myself to stay strong and gave myself a moment of mental purification.

In an instant, Lu Shi seemed to wake up.

Looking around, Lu Shi quickly scrambled off the headless corpse of the Storm Leopard King.

He ran all the way to Yalin's side, then suddenly vomited two more mouthfuls of blood before collapsing weakly into a spread-eagle position.

Yalin also collapsed to the ground, her head bowed even lower.

The little leopard got up, moved to Lu Shi's side, and licked her face.

Feeling the dampness on her cheek, Lu Shi patted the little leopard's head, sat up, and waved her hands, causing a white light to flash.

Group therapy

Bathed in the healing light, the man and the two leopards slowly recovered from their injuries.

"Master, thank you. However, I need you to open the summoning gate again so that I can bring Xiaoya back to the forest." Yalin's voice rang in Lu Shi's consciousness.

"It's nothing." Lu Shi stood up, moved his hands, and a huge summoning gate emerged from the magic circle on the ground.

Yalin glanced gratefully at Lu Shi, picked up Xiaoya, and walked through the gate.

Its voice entered Lu Shi's consciousness once again.

“Master, Yalin needs to rest and recuperate. She won’t be able to respond to your summons for the time being. Also, I sensed that your clone has disappeared. You’d better go and check on it as soon as possible.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the summoning gate collapsed with a crash, turning into fragments that vanished without a trace.

"Sigh, I'm just destined to be a workaholic."

Lu Shi struggled to her feet, walked over, and cut off one of the Storm Leopard King's claws.

Then, a blue light flashed beneath their feet, and they quickly left the area.

...

Shortly after Lu Shi left.

Five men in black appeared at the scene. They first examined the headless corpse of the Storm Leopard King, and then discovered the charred body of Seventy.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

"The leader is dead, and the Beast Messenger is dead too. What should we do next?" a man in black asked.

“Seventy-nine, go back to the Warcraft Sanctuary and report the truth. Even the leader is dead, so let’s not rush to N County to die. Let those in the eighties do their thing.” Another man in black replied.

"This time, in our cooperation with the 80s segment, they only lost one of their 86s. On the contrary, we lost two of ours, plus our leader died. Cooperating with them is really unlucky," another man in black said resentfully.

"Alright, that's enough. Let's retreat quickly. There are quite a few mages around here. We don't want to be seen by the military or magic schools. It would be even more troublesome if we attracted the attention of the Inquisition." It seemed that the highest-ranking man in black made the final decision.

Then, five men in black, carrying the seventy corpses, disappeared from the spot.