Chapter 1145
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Chapter 1145 One of a Kind
Knock knock knock—!
Several black shadows fell from the sky in succession, sending stones flying. One by one, black wings unfurled, enveloping the severely wounded Shen Qingzhu in endless shadow.
Crimson insect eyes locked onto Shen Qingzhu as he staggered to his feet from the ground. These four-winged demons, like tall and ferocious statues, looked down at him, their spike-like black claws slowly rising…
“Tch…”
Shen Qingzhu clutched his wound, barely maintaining his stance amid the four-winged demons surrounding him, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He spat out the burning cigarette from his mouth and gripped his straight blade tightly, with wisps of flame compressed in the air, encircling the tip of the blade.
Wearing a deep red cloak, he resembled a cornered wild beast, his eyes flickering with unprecedented madness and bloodlust.
He swung his blade to meet the demon’s claws!
Clang clang clang!!!
Dazzling flames splashed in the air as Shen Qingzhu blocked the claw attacks from two four-winged demons in succession, but was ambushed by a demon behind him, which tore a large chunk of flesh from his back with one swipe.
Shen Qingzhu let out a muffled groan, stumbling, his face deathly pale.
He growled, slicing off that demon’s hand with a backhand strike, surging flames pouring from the blade’s edge, completely engulfing its body.
But immediately after, several more sharp gleams erupted, stabbing toward his body from different directions!
Shen Qingzhu’s blood-covered hand gripped the hilt tightly, his eyes showing resignation.
He, Shen Qingzhu, was just a “Wuliang,” with only two hands and one blade.
Under the siege of so many four-winged demons, he couldn’t hold out for long… he was already reaching his limit.
“Then… let’s die together.”
In Shen Qingzhu’s eyes, two raging fires ignited as the surrounding air began to rapidly converge toward him.
Just then, a deep red figure instantly flashed out of nowhere, a sharp sword beam cutting through several demon hands in succession, relieving some of the pressure on Shen Qingzhu.
But there were too many demons, and the four-winged demons were far stronger than the vengeful spirit demons. Even though the Amenomurakumo sword had severed some arms, more demons swarmed forward, thrusting their claws.
Splat—!
With several soft sounds, Lin Qiye’s body burst into streams of blood, warm liquid splattering onto Shen Qingzhu’s pale face, leaving him frozen in place.
Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, golden light burning like a furnace in his eyes. He stomped on the ground, and the night immediately coiled around the four-winged demons like giant pythons!
[Star-Splitting Technique]!
As Lin Qiye tore with both hands, several demon bodies instantly split open from the center, streams of starlight scattering like falling snowflakes.
Lin Qiye stood protectively in front of Shen Qingzhu, pulling out the severed demon claws embedded in his body, his expression extremely grim as he surveyed the four-winged demons continuously pouring from the sky.
He turned to look at Shen Qingzhu: “Bro, are you okay?”
Shen Qingzhu sat in the crater, staring blankly at the blood-covered, deathly pale Lin Qiye before him.
After a moment, his hands clenched the soil tightly, veins bulging on his arms.
Between life and death, the self-reproach, unwillingness, and anger suppressed in the deepest part of his heart erupted like a volcano!
“Lin Qiye!!” Shen Qingzhu glared at him, shouting in the howling wind,
“This is our final battle! A final battle staking our lives and honor!! I, Shen Qingzhu, am also a man! Also a member of [Nightfall]!! At this point, I don’t want to be treated as a burden, protected behind you all!!”
“I know my talent isn’t as good as yours! Sometimes I can’t help much! I understand all this, and I never say much about it! I just do what I need to do!!”
“But this time! This is the last time! I, Shen Qingzhu, want to die in battle like a man! With dignity!! Are you denying me even this opportunity?!”
“What right do you have to stop me?!!”
The howling wind carried Shen Qingzhu’s roar into Lin Qiye’s ears.
“Because I’m the captain!!” Lin Qiye opened his mouth, roaring back in the fierce wind,
“Because I’m the captain of [Nightfall]! As long as I’m alive, I cannot watch my brothers die before me! Whether it’s you, or Qingyu, or Jiang Er!
You want to die honorably in battle, to be a hero!
Fine!
After I die in battle, you can die however you want, I won’t stop you!
But before I die, none of you are allowed to die! This is the responsibility I must fulfill as captain!”
Shen Qingzhu stood frozen.
Lin Qiye raised his right foot and kicked Shen Qingzhu hard in the chest, sending him flying several meters back, landing directly on the ice covering the blood pool.
The next moment, two fine beams of light pierced through where Shen Qingzhu had been standing, burning two bottomless black holes in the ground.
Two four-winged white angel corpses with crimson insect eyes materialized out of thin air.
They stared intently at Lin Qiye, seemingly surprised that their initial strike had failed.
Blood-covered Lin Qiye, wielding the Amenomurakumo sword and cloaked in darkness, darted out like a startled swan, like an enraged king of the night, engaging in battle with the two four-winged angels.
Moments later, Lin Qiye cut down two broken white wings, but his chest now bore another scalding bloody wound.
He staggered back several steps, supporting himself with [White Slash], his eyes fixed on the two angels as he spoke hoarsely:
“Bro, listen to me.”
“I never thought you were a burden. Without you, we couldn’t have survived the ‘Human Circle,’ couldn’t have destroyed the [Believers], and I might not have even survived Jinan Mountain…”
“Without you, bro, there wouldn’t be today’s [Nightfall]!”
“A team doesn’t need everyone to be a monster who can fight ten enemies at once. What we need is each unique individual. In terms of combat power, you might not be the strongest, but in terms of experience, personal charisma, and the ability to stand on your own, no one in [Nightfall] can match you!”
“So what if you don’t have talent? You, Shen Qingzhu, will always be [Nightfall] team’s one and only cool bro.”
Lin Qiye said everything he had planned to tell Shen Qingzhu back on the ship, all at once. Although he hadn’t had time to prepare his words carefully, he believed Shen Qingzhu would understand his meaning.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiye raised his sword and charged toward the two angels again!
Shen Qingzhu stared blankly at Lin Qiye’s blood-soaked fighting silhouette, sitting on the ice surface like a soulless statue.
After a long while, he pressed his lips together and shakily stood up from the ice, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Can’t believe I got lectured…”
He shook his head and gripped his straight blade tightly. Just as he was about to rush forward to fight alongside Lin Qiye, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a black crystal floating in the blood pool not far from him.
