Chapter 38 Ruins Survival and Straight Man Forced Binding 2
"What?!" Li Jiuyou was furious, like a lion whose tail was stepped on, and the red-gold demonic fire suddenly ignited, "Who the hell wants to be tied to this ice-faced guy?! Untie him quickly!" He tried to burn his wrist with the demonic fire, but the mark had long been hidden under the skin. The demonic fire burned in vain, and instead, because of the urging power, it aroused the remaining icy power in his body, causing his meridians to ache and his face to become even uglier.
Jiang Xuelan's face was so dark it could drip water. He tried to suppress the burning pull with his icy immortal power, but the very movement of his immortal power immediately triggered the heat from the demonic core in his dantian to resist. The clash of ice and fire made his throat taste sweet, and he forced himself to swallow it. This feeling of being forcibly bound, with conflicting powers, was worse than the most vicious curse! Especially when the target was this irritable turkey!
"How to solve it?" Jiang Xuelan looked at Xuanjia, his voice as cold as a knife, carrying an unquestionable sense of oppression.
Black Armor's green eyes rolled around, and he scratched his chin with his claws: "Well... Grandpa Turtle is also... uh ah!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a terrified scream!
Near the landing point, the diamond-shaped crystals on the wall, emitting a soft white light, suddenly became unstable! As they flickered, the ancient and complex patterns on the metal wall surrounding the crystals seemed to come alive! The dark blue metal wriggled slightly like liquid, and the patterns emitted a dim red light!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
The piercing sound of metal rubbing against each other echoed from all directions! Silently, cracks appeared at the intersections of the lines on the walls and floor, illuminated by red light! Like a tide, a horrifically shaped spider-shaped mechanical puppet, composed of the same dark blue metal, emerged! They varied in size, from the size of fists to the size of millstones. Their compound eyes flashed a cold red light, and their eight sharp metal limbs scraped against the floor with a teeth-grinding sound. Like sharks smelling blood, they all locked their gazes on the two most active figures in the scene—Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou!
Worse still, the stardust-like glimmers in the dome began to distort and converge, forming faint energy rays that emitted space-slicing fluctuations! Like a web of death, it slowly descended!
"Beware! It's a guardian puppet! There's also a spatial restriction!" Xuan Jia was so frightened that he quickly retreated into his shell. "Run! Leave this activation area!"
"King! Immortal Lord! Go!" Man Gu roared, and swung his huge bone club, smashing several small metal spiders that pounced on him into scrap metal! But more puppets came from all directions!
The gravekeeper remained silent, his cloudy grey eyes gazing into the depths of the ruins, oblivious to the dangers surrounding him. Ah Che, his face pale with fear, followed Jiang Xuelan closely.
"Damn it!" Li Jiuyou cursed, suppressing the pain and internal conflict. He enveloped his fist in crimson-gold demonic fire and launched a powerful punch, sending several puppets flying! But the demonic fire stirred the remaining icy energy within him, causing him to freeze. The pain from the wound on his back pierced his heart! A millstone-sized puppet seized the opportunity and stabbed him in the back with its sharp metal limbs like a javelin!
"Be careful!" Jiang Xuelan's eyes flashed, and almost instinctively, he put his fingers together like a sword, and an ice-blue sword energy came out from behind and arrived first, accurately slashing at the metal limb!
Metal clashed, ice chips and sparks flew everywhere!
The puppet was repelled, and Li Jiuyou narrowly avoided it. However, Jiang Xuelan's hasty attack triggered the surging power within him, and his icy blue face paled even further.
"Who asked you to meddle in other people's business!" Li Jiuyou turned his head and roared, his scarlet-gold eyes filled with anger and a hint of awkwardness at being "rescued".
"Shut up! Follow me if you don't want to die!" Jiang Xuelan's voice was icy, unyielding. He keenly noticed that the moment he attacked, the burning pull within him seemed to... weaken slightly. And Li Jiuyou's raging demonic fire also briefly calmed down. Was it an illusion? Or... some kind of forced coordination in the blood pact during battle?
He didn't have time to think about it. The space rays in the dome became more and more dense, and more and more metal spiders emerged from under his feet!
"Xuanjia! Show the way!" Jiang Xuelan shouted softly, and the ice-blue immortal power turned into several rotating ice blades, crushing the group of puppets rushing towards him from the side and clearing a path.
"This way! The direction where the energy flow is weakest!" Xuanjia stretched out his claws from his shell and pointed to a relatively dim area deep in the ruins.
"Let's go!" Jiang Xuelan grabbed the still dazed Ah Che and shot out like lightning! At the same time, he shouted in Li Jiuyou's direction, "Follow me! Don't hold me back!"
"Fuck! You're holding us back!" Li Jiuyou was furious, but seeing the increasing number of puppets around him and the deadly ray net overhead, he could only keep up with them. He punched the puppets that blocked his way, shattering them. The scorching demonic fire cleared the way, and the red-gold figure followed closely behind Jiang Xuelan.
The two, one in front and one behind, raced frantically through the perilous ruins. Icy blue and crimson gold light flickered alternately. Though they maintained a "safe" distance (primarily psychological), the invisible pull of their blood pact, like a leech on their tarsal bones, prevented them from truly fleeing. Every attack against the puppet, every dodge to avoid spatial rays, unleashed conflicting forces within their bodies, inflicting intense pain. Yet, strangely, as their powers "brush past" in the confrontation, a faint, reconciling force would emanate from the blood pact's mark, briefly calming the conflict.
This painful and awkward feeling of being forced to "fight side by side" made the two straight men's faces as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Left!" Xuanjia commanded from inside the tortoise shell.
Jiang Xuelan swept his ice blade across, clearing the left path.
"Above the head!" Li Jiuyou's demonic fire shot up into the sky, burning and melting a piece of falling rays.
"Watch your step!" Jiang Xuelan crushed the attacker who came out of the crack in the floor.
"You say it!" Li Jiuyou threw a punch with his backhand, smashing the puppet that Jiang Xuelan had missed on the flank.
The two exchanged verbal attacks, but their actions were forced into an eerie complement. Under the pressure of life and death and the force of the blood pact, the line between ice and fire became blurred and... efficient?
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