Chapter 110: Blink (Additional Chapter for the Leader Zhibai, 12/13)

Inside the toxic zone, Wei Cheng and Bai Han led the group along the edge of the cliff, heading toward the upper reaches of the magma river.

Although the chances of reuniting with the others were slim, it was a necessary course of action. It was possible that Liu Wenli’s group, or the two factions from District C-15, had also suffered setbacks and were currently retreating downstream.

"Wei Cheng, I'm still very curious. I’d like to ask how you managed to manifest fifteen Immovable Golden Bells in an instant. Even the strongest Mountain Mover in the P5 Legion can only manage sixteen. Furthermore, why does it feel like your Immovable Golden Bells have a much stronger defensive effect?"

After walking for a while, Bai Han couldn't help but voice his confusion. He was also a Mountain Mover of nine-cycle strength, his mental power was on the verge of reaching level 5.5, his Mountain Mover visualization map was perfected, his Golden Bell Shield was at the Great Perfection stage, and he had mastered the second layer of the Mountain Mover Heart Technique. By all rights, he shouldn't be lagging behind.

"Beyond the answer you and I both know, another factor is the deep-level excavation of the Mountain Mover visualization map. What is your current progress?" Wei Cheng replied calmly. He liked Bai Han, so he was willing to share some experience.

"The perfection of the visualization map? My current progress is about 20%. It’s much harder because it requires a higher level of mental strength; those with mental strength below level 5 would find it extremely taxing to force it." Bai Han sighed. Whether it was fine-tuning or perfecting the visualization map, it was impossible without sufficient mental strength, and mental strength required exposure to divine light, which in turn required the allocation of team resources.

It was a vicious cycle. He had previously worked tirelessly, pouring his heart and soul into cultivating a decent team, only to have it all wiped out in a single stroke. Thinking of this, grief welled up in him. If it weren't for the fact that his brother-in-law, Chen Ce, had survived, he might not have had the courage to return to Earth.

Just as he was thinking this, a thunderous sound suddenly erupted.

A massive roar came from the magma river to their side. Huge amounts of magma surged into the sky, as if another magma giant were being born in the sea of fire.

Bai Han was startled and immediately coordinated a battle formation with Wei Cheng and the others; they had already gained a thorough understanding of the magma giants they were about to encounter.

But—

"Aoo!"

With a roar, a magma monster wreathed in flames charged onto the cliff. It wasn't a magma giant, but a fire lizard with three bizarre heads.

The head on the left had deer antlers, resembling a deer-horned demon. The central head appeared more normal, like a standard fire lizard, but golden flames flickered and surged within its jaws. The head on the right was purple, easily evoking memories of the purple-skinned demons.

Its body was much smaller than a magma giant's, but far more agile, and its four thick, powerful legs moved with incredible speed.

"Good grief, is this a combination of an agility-type and a magic-type?"

"Watch out for dodges, don't take it head-on!" Wei Cheng and Bai Han shouted almost simultaneously. Neither of them feared the attacks of these three-headed fire lizards, but with their speed, they certainly couldn't block them.

As they spoke, the three-headed fire lizard charged rapidly, closing the distance to within a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. Wei Cheng and Bai Han simultaneously threw out their Immovable Golden Bells, intending to trap the creature inside.

Wei Cheng instantly threw out five, while Bai Han threw out three. The eight Immovable Golden Bells locked down all the charging paths of the three-headed fire lizard, like a ring-toss game—unless it could come to a dead stop on the spot!

But in that very instant, the figure of the three-headed fire lizard blurred and vanished from its position.

"Damn it, not good!"

A sense of foreboding flashed through Wei Cheng and Bai Han's minds. The next moment, they saw the three-headed fire lizard appear right beside Mei Renli, who was three hundred meters away.

The old man was standing guard at full capacity. He had already manifested the rune marks of three Immovable Golden Bells; counting them up, he could instantly cast four, which was the same level Wei Cheng had been at back at Floating Cloud Pass.

However, he never expected the three-headed fire lizard to teleport, and that he would be its target. Subconsciously, all four of his Immovable Golden Bells erupted. He figured he could hold out for a moment, and then Wei Cheng would return to save him.

But he had guessed wrong. The purple-skinned head of the three-headed fire lizard suddenly expanded drastically, and with one snap of its jaws, it swallowed Mei Renli along with his four Immovable Golden Bells in one gulp.

This was clearly a skill unique to the purple-skinned demons, yet he hadn't expected this fire lizard to possess it as well.

"Kill it!"

The moment Mei Renli was swallowed, Chen Ce and Xu Shan lunged forward like lightning. Liu Sui also initiated a charge, and Yu Liang threw out three Immovable Golden Bells in quick succession, hoping to rescue Mei Renli.

Everyone's reaction speed was anything but slow, yet the next moment, the three-headed fire lizard vanished again. Damn it, it could teleport too!

But this time, precisely and unerringly, several Immovable Golden Bells lined up like graves waiting for it, trapping the three-headed fire lizard inside.

Wei Cheng and Bai Han had anticipated the creature's anticipation.

If this thing could teleport, it was the ultimate move for guerrilla warfare and harassment; combined with the magma giants, it was absolutely disgusting.

Therefore, when the three-headed fire lizard used its first teleport to swallow Mei Renli, Wei Cheng and Bai Han had simultaneously guessed that it would inevitably try to escape back toward the magma river. Guerrilla tactics, after all, meant hitting and running.

So, they had both been running toward the rear, spreading out to calculate where the creature's second teleport would land.

As long as the three-headed fire lizard dared to teleport, it was destined to be trapped by them.

And if the creature only had the ability to teleport once, there was even less to worry about. No matter how fast or agile it was, it couldn't withstand the interceptions of Xu Shan and Chen Ce, the two Swifts, let alone the support of Liu Sui and Yu Liang.

By now, everyone had grown significantly.

Just as Wei Cheng’s Immovable Golden Bell trapped the three-headed fire lizard, a deafening roar erupted from the magma river. Sure enough, a magma giant was preparing to coordinate with the lizard, but it was too late!

Wei Cheng sneered inwardly. There was no need for orders; everyone quickly retreated, stretching the front line.

Xu Shan shadowed Liu Sui, and Chen Ce shadowed Yu Liang; this was a precaution in case there was a second teleporting lizard. As long as teammates were nearby to strike in time, the lizard's teleportation was easily countered.

As for Wei Cheng, he didn't bother trying to rescue Mei Renli, because what the old man needed right now was time. Trapping the lizard with the Immovable Golden Bell was enough.

And as an eight-cycle Mountain Mover who had undergone two rounds of fine-tuning, Mei Renli possessed a formidable amount of Mountain Mover internal energy. Combined with his +9 Flame Ring, he had nothing to fear!

But the very next moment, a second fire lizard burst from the magma river, teleporting right beside the Immovable Golden Bell. It was actually trying to stage a rescue?

Wei Cheng, from a distance of 120 meters, projected a precise Golden Bell Shield, trapping it firmly in place.

"Damn, you thought you were safe once you passed a hundred meters?"

"Let me teach you a lesson!"

"I am already at nine cycles."

A nine-cycle Mountain Mover in others' hands and a nine-cycle Mountain Mover in Wei Cheng's hands were two completely different things.

His Immovable Golden Bell could now be thrown with precision up to 150 meters.