Chapter 506: Pain
"Dodged?" The instant their attack arrived, they realized they had only struck empty air. **Bai Mo**'s figure was no longer in that spot.
"Finally, we've met an interesting opponent." Seeing this, the two girls, like twins, instead smiled, and gently licked their lips, as if a bold idea had taken root.
"The ones we met before, one punch either teleported them away or simply turned them into minced meat. So boring. Hope you'll be different."
From their slightly parted lips, sharp teeth were vaguely visible within—no one would believe those were human fangs!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two crisp cracking sounds reverberated as their clothes, previously clinging to their forms, burst open. Their once-delicate hands were instantly covered by bulging muscles, and four winged arms extended from their backs, tearing the remnants of their maidservant dresses to shreds.
Despite such massive bodily transformations, their outward appearance wasn't particularly horrifying. After their clothes exploded, their naked bodies were enveloped by swelling muscles and exoskeletons, making them look like beautiful women clad in full-coverage bio-powered armor, rather than grotesque lumps of muscle. A description of "broad-shouldered and strapping, yet with delicate features" would undoubtedly be apt.
Of course, that was provided one didn't look at the two rows of terrifying, ready-to-strike fangs in their mouths.
This current transformation was precisely the change that occurred after they had consumed the cores of high-tier demonic entities.
"Hmph..." Having completed their transformation, the two girls suddenly blew a gust of air towards a certain spot in mid-air, a violent current with a faint bitter almond scent, which once again revealed **Bai Mo**.
"That's strange, how are they familiar with these illusion arts?" After being discovered by the two with their 'orchid-like breath', **Bai Mo** was somewhat puzzled.
This concealment spell being broken didn't surprise him; after all, he'd only casually designed it based on this body, without bothering to optimize it.
But the fact that they arrived at an almost optimal solution for breaking it without spending any time contemplating was quite thought-provoking.
**Bai Mo** was currently not using the **Spirit Arts** he had accumulated during his time on Earth, but rather the abilities he had developed from the bloodline power within this 'acquired' body.
The bloodline power, leaning towards illusion arts, allowed him to create various illusions to combat his enemies.
...
Phantom Dragon Fist!
After the youthful-looking **Bai Mo** feigned a punch into the air, two formidable Tyrannosaurus Rexes abruptly materialized.
Nearly seven meters tall and over ten meters long, their dragon bodies almost filled the entire Wusheng Hall. With just a slight stretch of their heads upwards, they could easily touch the hall's rafters.
"You're too tall!" the girl on the left said, her voice laced with playful annoyance.
Compared to the two Amazonian women, who were less than three meters tall, the ten-meter-long, seven-meter-high Tyrannosaurus Rexes still held a considerable size advantage, capable of effortlessly looking down on them.
"Vacuum—Crushing Punch!" The annoyed girl flapped a wing and, with her explosive muscles, unleashed a full-powered right hook.
An arm thicker than a normal person's waist, combined with a fist the size of a human head, effortlessly produced a sonic boom. The Tyrannosaurus Rex, struck directly in the head, instantly appeared as brutally erased as a section of an oil painting by an eraser.
"Rumble!" The headless beast-dragon collapsed in response, blood flowing like a river.
"Crack-crack-crack." After crushing the dragon's head with a single punch, the 'armored' girl, now back on the ground, slightly moved her joints, emitting thunderous cracking sounds.
"The feel is a tiny bit different from usual."
As a warrior who had stood on the front lines against demonic entities for years, she had probably slain more monsters than she had eaten meals. Because the feel of the punch was off, she instinctively felt something might be amiss.
"Success!" But before she could figure out what was happening, her telepathically connected twin sister had already flashed behind **Bai Mo**, punching straight through his chest and abdomen.
"I'm here." The remaining Tyrannosaurus Rex suddenly spoke human words, then swept its tail towards the two girls!
"He actually swapped bodies with a beast?! A summoner definitely can't do that." The girl who had initially guessed **Bai Mo** was a summoner and wanted to try killing his main body directly was also shocked.
"Boom!" The girl on the ground, bracing against the impact with her arms over her head, abruptly took the full force of the blow, spitting blood from her lips as she was knocked back several paces.
"Death Sword!" It was at this moment that three streaks of black light suddenly assailed him from an unknown direction.
Their timing was impeccable, striking precisely at the instant when the dragon's tail sweep was nearing its end, its old strength waning and new strength yet to emerge!
"Clang!"
"Rip!"
"Thwack!"
The beast-dragon instantly reverted to human form.
The deadly strikes from the three assassins were met with different outcomes.
The 'clang' was one assassin's sword being snatched away with a backhand, then **Bai Mo** used the stolen sword to deflect the trajectory of another assassin's blade.
The 'rip' was the deflected sword only piercing **Bai Mo**'s clothes, incinerating a corner of his sleeve.
Finally, the 'thwack' meant it truly stabbed in.
...
"Even as a Divine-level, you can't withstand the siege of six of us," the assassin who had finally landed a blow laughed loudly.
Their team had swept through everything until now, encountering little effective resistance, but this time, **Bai Mo** had, from the very beginning, forcefully pulled all the assassins from their hidden shadows, severely embarrassing everyone.
"The wound inflicted by the Annihilation Sword will only continuously expand; it will absolutely never heal." As was typical for an assassin, he tried to pull out the longsword embedded in **Bai Mo**'s chest, then re-conceal himself in the shadows.
However, the black-smoking blade was firmly gripped by **Bai Mo** with a single hand.
"Is this pain? How many years has it been since I last felt it?" Although the wound on his chest continued to expand, he still looked as if he was savoring it.
"This bone-deep pain... it seems to allow me to feel more truly that I am alive?" As he was being eroded by the Annihilation Sword, every nerve in the body he possessed seemed to scream with intense agony.
All this time, **Bai Mo**, plagued by **Daoization**, had always felt himself drifting further and further away from the mortal world. The intense agony brought by this sword strike unexpectedly pulled him back a little.
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