Chapter 903: Chapter 295: My Name Is Su Yue, Your Nightmare_3
"The Dusk Clock can grant an invincible state, lasting for several seconds. No wonder Su Yue dared to rush out, what a brave kid!"
Although Mo Qizheng couldn’t understand where Su Yue got the Dusk Clock, he knew that Su Yue was temporarily safe.
Bai Hui Sect and Zhao Qian’en exchanged a glance.
This Su Yue truly has the resources to be daring.
What kind of Immortal is he, that he could even obtain the Dusk Clock?
Battlefield front line.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang’s hands clasped tightly together.
Indeed, Su Yue wasn’t bluffing; he truly has the capability to break through the Tuyue Warriors’ blockade.
The next challenge is how Su Yue will overcome the Large Bowl Monster Artifact.
Once Su Yue truly retrieves Lin Dongqi’s corpse, they must head to the front line to assist Su Yue.
Carrying such a hefty corpse, Su Yue won’t be able to move as fast.
By then, the overwhelming alien army will catch up to Su Yue first.
Their mission is to pave an escape route for Su Yue.
...
The blank zone stretches close to three kilometers.
Lin Dongqi’s corpse is near the Shi Jing Alliance Army, about less than a kilometer away.
Meanwhile, the Divine Land army is two kilometers away from Lin Dongqi’s corpse, with a bit more distance.
Even if both armies advance at the same speed, Zhao Qi Corps will still be much slower.
When Su Yue retrieves Lin Dongqi’s corpse, the iron cavalry of the Shi Jing Army will be the first to reach the site, then Su Yue will be in danger.
Although the Zhao Qi Corps is advancing as well, they still have an additional kilometer to cover.
Su Yue has one last kilometer to return to the Zhao Qi Corps.
This kilometer is Su Yue’s final escape reach.
"Are you ready?"
Meng Yang gripped the sword in his hand.
Although the mandarin duck tactic is humiliating, they had to expose it for Su Yue’s life.
"Let’s go!"
Upon hearing the words, Bai Xiaolong unexpectedly led Meng Yang, rushing directly towards the rain curtain.
Hand in hand, they followed in Su Yue’s footsteps.
Su Yue had already triggered the Tuyue Warriors, with no interception on the road, they had to hurry to assist Su Yue.
This was part of Su Yue’s meticulously arranged plan!
"Ah, the Dusk Clock, this indeed is the highest sacred artifact of the auxiliary type, capable of bestowing an invincible condition."
Someone recognized the Dusk Clock, and with a loud shout, most martial artists also understood the golden circle above Su Yue’s head.
Among the Zhao Qi Corps were martial artists who previously trained in assistance type, though they later switched to other disciplines.
Hence, they could still recognize the Dusk Clock.
The army was stunned, and for a moment, people couldn’t react to Su Yue’s Dusk Clock.
Yet upon a closer look, Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang were also recklessly charging forward.
"Return!"
The Rapid March Camp hurriedly shouted.
Do they also have a Dusk Clock?
Still, why must they hold hands if they’re rushing?
This is...
Difficult to comprehend.
Nevertheless, the Rapid March Camp wasn’t overly worried this time.
Su Yue possesses a Dusk Clock; who knows if Meng Yang and Bai Xiaolong don’t have one as well.
"You must stay safe!"
Yang Lezhi felt a bit frustrated.
Everyone is helping, yet he is too weak to do anything.
...
Rumble!
Whoosh!
The second Tuyue Warrior exploded, yet Su Yue safely escaped from the blast waves.
...
Rumble!
The third Tuyue Warrior exploded.
Whoosh!
Su Yue was unharmed.
...
Rumble!
The Tuyue Warriors are truly not very bright; even though Su Yue had the Dusk Clock, they still resolutely wanted to perish together, almost executing Cang Ji’s orders to the extreme.
Very foolish!
Perhaps it’s the cost; any martial artist with even a little intelligence wouldn’t be so idiotic!
"The Dusk Clock still has 1.5 seconds.
"There are two Tuyue Warriors left, completely enough!
"Three seconds is really a bit too fleeting!"
At the center of the explosion, Su Yue murmured to himself.
Must admit, the self-detonation of the Tuyue Warriors is absolutely terrifying.
Although they are Fifth-Grade, it’s capable of instantly killing another Fifth-Grade; this self-detonation’s power is no less than a Grandmaster strike.
Because of this, Su Yue admires the prowess of the Dusk Clock even more.
Confronted with such fierce self-detonation assault, not only is Su Yue unscathed, he feels no pain whatsoever.
His skin and physique are his own, effortlessly controlled by himself.
Yet there’s an uncanny feeling as if it’s not his own.
After all, when such terrifying power struck, he didn’t feel a thing.
In this situation, Su Yue thought about having local anesthesia during surgery, cutting the skin bag.
The skin is his, the flesh is his, but there’s fundamentally no pain sensation.
No... I’ve never cut my skin bag!
In a moment of wild thoughts, Su Yue leveraged the explosion’s shockwave, once again darting a distance of several tens of meters.
The last two Tuyue Warriors seemed less foolish.
They conspired together, aiming to use doubled force to kill Su Yue.
Hmm!
Intelligence improved.
Unfortunately, apart from saving Su Yue a bit of time, they serve no purpose whatsoever.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Almost simultaneously, deafening booms erupted, flames twisted, resembling an ugly giant demon, engulfing Su Yue in one swallow. Torrential rainfall couldn’t extinguish the fireball’s momentum.
Su Yue’s figure was once again chewed by the flames.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang’s bodies rapidly surpassed.
However, they maintained a safe distance from the fireball, unable to help it; the fireball was too terrifying, and Fifth-Grade Martial Artists dared not touch it.
Watching the Tuyue Warriors fall one by one, the four Fifth-Grades controlling the Large Bowl Monster Artifact grew anxious.
They wanted to retrieve Lin Dongqi’s corpse immediately, but the Large Bowl Monster Artifact was particularly heavy, and they could only move it little by little.
