The Moon Gazer's pupils contracted slightly, feeling a chill run down her spine!

Who is it?

When did this person sneak up?

The night rain drizzled, and amidst the chaos, the Moon Gazer truly hadn't noticed anything!

In her sight, a dark shadow quietly moved forward, his body slightly tilted.

He held a pair of Black Ice Blades in his hands, advancing silently through a cascade of crimson silk.

Crouching and standing, moving forward and back.

His figure shifted, darting left and then right.

The Moon Gazer was startled!

It was during this moment of shock, she heard a crisp "snap."

A red cloth harshly whipped her face and then wrapped around her head.

"Zi!" the Moon Gazer hastily raised her hand.

Under the enhancement of Divine Technique·Slaughter Blade, her dagger fiercely tore through the cloth.

Then seeing the dark shadow silently closing in, swiftly evading, she immediately understood what "maintain the status quo" meant.

"Maintain the status quo! Maintain the status quo!"

The Moon Gazer relayed the command to her teammates through her invisible earpiece.

She was both alarmed and delighted, a slice of unrealistic fantasy rising in her heart.

Was this Lu Ran, the "Undisputed in the Rain Alley"?

It must be Da Xia's genius, Lu Ran, right?!

Yes, it must be him.

Although she couldn't see his face, he had a mini camera on his temple, moving forward step by step amidst the surge of crimson silk...

It had to be him!

"Ah ah ah!"

On the southeastern main battlefield, a Biwu believer howled in sorrow and anger, still outputting spells with the Caster believer.

"Hehe~"

Tangled Silk Shadow laughed indulgently, releasing her cruel nature, toying with the puppet in her hand.

Now and then, she even tempted the branches to deal a fatal blow to herself.

In the nick of time, she would use Red Sash believers as human shields.

Her body twisted along with the Nuosha Dance, but the red threads from her fingertips never ceased!

There was no doubt, Tangled Silk Shadow was toying with her prey, humiliating the Human Clan.

The sad, crying appearance and the helpless look of the people brought her immense joy.

But this wasn't enough!

She wanted those angered humans to use branches to stab their comrades.

She wanted to see the Human Clan's spirit collapse, weeping bitterly.

She also wanted to savor, enjoy every moment of the Red Sash believers struggling under her silk threads.

Not enough,

not close to enough...

Clearly, Tangled Silk Shadow's kind had high intelligence.

Compared to mindless Evil Dogs or Soul-splitting Demons, Tangled Silk Shadow was not in a hurry to consume the human's fresh blood and tender flesh.

Her psychological needs could surpass her material needs.

Why was the southeastern side called the main battlefield?

Because there were masses of red silk and red cloth strips there, resisting the invasion of branches.

Nuoshasha believers sought to break in to save others, naturally targeting the weakest defenses, which happened to be on the west side.

Lu Ran had obviously penetrated from the west side.

Thanks to this, he managed to push forward relatively smoothly.

But since he got in front of Nuoshasha believers, more red lines and cloth strips appeared, forcing Lu Ran to use the Divine Weapon.

"Shua~"

A flash of blade light swept by, cutting down three red cloth strips.

Evil Technique·Silk Tether acted autonomously against enemies, and when cut, it didn't cause too much reaction from the Evil Demon itself.

Moreover, there was a Nuoshasha believer nearby, frantically tearing at the fabric threads.

Yet Lu Ran still dared not make any big moves.

His goal was to rescue, to get as close as possible to Tangled Silk Shadow before she could react.

Closer,

and closer...

With only thirty meters to go, Lu Ran had already covered half.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Lu Ran faintly heard Tangled Silk Shadow's suspicious voice.

Lu Ran's heart tightened—had he made too much noise?

Decisively, he surged forward with Immortal Fog spreading beneath his feet.

"Zi—"

Lu Ran nearly skimmed the ground, fiercely throwing his swords forward.

At the same time, Tangled Silk Shadow turned her head to look.

Her beautiful red pupils suddenly widened.

"Sou~"

"Sou!" The Cold Night Sword and Dawn Blade spun and flew forward through the barriers of red lines.

One sword aimed at the Evil Demon, one knife stopped a meter in front of Tangled Silk Shadow.

The Dawn Blade left a dream-like light red rosy cloud.

"Ya!!"

Tangled Silk Shadow yelped in pain.

She didn't have time to react, and the silk threads manipulating the Red Sash believers were severed by the swiftly spinning Dawn Blade!

As for the Evil Demon itself, the Cold Night Sword encountered strong resistance.

The red dress autonomously defended, loyally protecting its master.

From the side of the dress, masses of threads surged out like red waves, ferociously blocking the Cold Night Sword.

An astonishing amount of threads!

The mighty Divine Weapon was completely submerged in the red waves.

This encounter was entirely different from the last.

Indeed, the Divine Weapons were sharp, but they lacked enough momentum.

Most critically, the vibrant red dress had not been frozen by Jiang Ruyi, which allowed the "red waves" to surge out.

Overjoyed, the Biwu believer quickly stretched out branches, attempting to retrieve his comrades.

But before he could act, Sun Zhengfang had already made his move!

A Chinese parasol tree burst from the ground, its lush branches enveloping the Red Sash believers.

"Mee!!!"

Lu Ran's cry almost synchronized with Tangled Silk Shadow's.

He was casting spells, but also screaming in agony.

In that final moment, to get closer and add momentum to the Divine Weapon, he recklessly dashed forward, flinging the Divine Weapon while being lashed back by countless silk threads!

Evil Technique·Silk Tether was essentially a defensive technique.

But those fine red threads brutally shredded Lu Ran's water armor!

"Whew..."

Lu Ran was thrown back, rolling repeatedly on the ground, covered in mud, wailing in agony:

"Mee, Mee, Mee~~~"

"Kill!" Sun Zhengfang half-knelt on the ground, pressing one hand to the earth, and shouted angrily.

Jiang Ruyi's face was cold as she hurled one Frost Talisman after another.

Wei Long, clad in a Big Red Robe, rushed forward rapidly, summoning chains while a red mist erupted from his feet, piercing toward the Evil Demon.

"Pa Ji~"

Lu Ran, tumbling repeatedly, lost his camera, which fell onto the muddy ground.

Finally stabilizing, Lu Ran lay prone on the ground, his face buried in a small mud pit.

Mud stained the small lens, briefly losing the first-person perspective.

Thanks to the night rain, the screen gradually cleared.

Countless eyes saw Lu Ran up close, covered in mud.

People also saw the blurred background, saw the swinging tree whips, the spreading frost, the bursting red waves.

The screams of the Evil Demon, the battle cries of the Human Clan.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the bursts...

This moment, even the live comments dwindled by ninety percent, people staring blankly at the scene, forgetting to speak.

"Pa!"

Suddenly, Lu Ran slapped the ground, lifting his mud-splattered face from the small pit.

His breathing was short and hurried, seemingly enduring intense pain.

Then in the next moment, people heard a familiar sound:

"Mee!!!"

The sound of a sheep, the Demon's cries ceased.

In the distance on the battlefield, Tangled Silk Shadow was once again distracted by Lu Ran.

Prisoner Demon believers tore apart her Evil Technique·Silk Tether.

That Cold Night Sword, under the control of its mistress, ultimately pierced through the Evil Demon's chest...

In an instant, it seemed as if the world quieted down.

Only the relentless night rain pouring on Lu Ran's body, mingled with specks of mud, sliding down his face.

On the channel, the sparse conversation signaled the eve of a stormy onslaught!

As the frame played out, countless people behind the screen cheered and surged with excitement...

Numerous live comments fluttered past, crossing across the screen that held Lu Ran, as if to replace the rain and cleanse his dirt-smudged face.

"Did they rescue him? Was the person rescued?"

"Rescued! The Biwu tree has grown out, enveloping the Red Sash believer!"

"Just... snatched the person right out of Tangled Silk Shadow's hands?!"

"Lu Ran! Lu Ran!"

"Damn impressive!! Real man!!"

"Would rather storm King Yan's palace than touch the silk threads? Today, I, Lu Ran, just did! Mee!!!"

"Mee!!"

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