Chapter 242: Chapter 110: 52 Demon God Secret Skills (Seeking subscriptions, seeking monthly passes)_2
Translator: 549690339
Suddenly, a sharp scalpel quietly emerges, stabbing fiercely into the side of the Red Baron’s backbone. Then it swiftly slit downwards, forming an external wound nearly twenty centimeters long.
The golden blood also spilled from the cut wound.
Watching the scalpel penetrate the defenses, Leonard Churchill’s eyes glittered. In a split second, his mind had already pictured the scene of “thousands of knives” shortly after.
The spirit near the spine is abundant, cutting some muscle fibers can also limit a lot of strength in movements.
This kind of wound, which is about five to six centimeters deep, would be fatal to humans.
However, for the Red Baron, it was just a minor scratch, with not much blood spilled.
But since one knife was able to penetrate the defenses.
Then cutting dozens more, there’s still a chance of killing him.
Reacting to the stabbing pain in the back, the Red Baron responded.
Its eyes coldened, and with a reflex-like speed, it fiercely pushed against the ground, charging straight towards his rear.
Leonard had just made his move and hadn’t had time to pull out the knife when he suddenly felt a strange pressure building up around him as if the air had been trapped, rendering him unable to move.
Immediately, the towering red figure overflowed with black flames, and came charging at an extremely fast speed, leaving a series of afterimages in its wake. The overwhelming force squeezed the air, forming layers of transparent ripples on its entire back.
“Such a dramatic battle instinct!”
Leonard was sure that the Demon had not discovered him beforehand.
But the moment his hand moved, it had initiated a charge.
That was purely battle instinct.
Leonard distinctly felt the deathly pressure rushing towards him, like being pricked by a needle.
But it was too late to avoid it.
His eyes saw it clearly, but his body just couldn’t react in time.
He forcefully pushed forward with both legs.
Leonard chose to aim for the blind spot of the fists attack, originally planning to use the Red Baron’s back to bounce and evade.
However, after making contact, he realized he was still a huge distance off. The terrifying speed of the impact was faster than the instant he sprung out with his legs.
At the moment of contact, he faintly heard the sound of his bones and muscles being subjected to enormous pressure, almost reaching the point of rupture. For an instant, Leonard felt an intense burning sensation in his leg muscles. Next, he felt as if the strength that had been suddenly built up could not be released, as if it were about to explode from built-up pressure.
The muscles in his beast-transformed wolf legs had swelled to the limit veins bulging.
Leonard’s eyes narrowed abruptly while he gritted his teeth and snarled “Too strong!”
Fortunately, before reaching the critical point where his muscles could no longer bear the strain, he found a point of exertion and heaved himself away turning the compressed force of the impact into kinetic energy and launched’ himself away like a cannonball.
The whistling sound of breaking the air seemed as if it was going to burst someone’s eardrums.
Almost in the blink of an eye, his figure was knocked back hundreds of meters like a bolt of lightning.
After smashing through several giant trees, Leonard finally stopped on a Sawtooth Tree with flying wood chips.
At the same time, a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with unidentified bits of flesh and blood sprayed out.
If it weren’t for his excellent agility attribute, he would have ended up like those guards from the Fierce Beast Legion and exploded into a mass of flesh and blood with that one hit.
Even though he was heavily injured by the strike, as Leonard looked at the turning Red Baron in the distance, his eyes shone even brighter.
After the injury, he was not afraid at all, but wore a ferocious smile: “Hey…” How could he truly experience the feeling between life and death without confronting a powerful enemy?
Any mistakes would result in instant death, leaving no chance for a fluke.
But he didn’t die now.
That means, the risk is within a controllable range!
All the thoughts in his brain which were usually noisy are now focused on dealing with the enemy.
This made him feel great!
Ever since he came to this Alternate Dimension, no moment has made him feel as if his spirit was burning as hot as it is now.
Like fireworks on a summer night, brilliantly blooming.
Thoughts flashed in his mind, leaving no time for extras.
A hundred meters away, that towering flame giant was already rushing in. As Leonard watched, he forcefully suppressed the surging vitality and blood in his chest, pushed against the ground, and evaded by turning his body.
Almost as soon as it appeared in his field of vision, the giant tree that Leonard had just shattered “Bang” burst open.
At the moment of passing by, a sharp knife once again appeared on the Red Baron’s body.
The blade quietly cut a long wound on its lower ribs.
Whether it was charging or punching, there was always a brief moment of rigidity after exerting force.
Leonard seized this momentary pause, and while pulling out his knife, he had already rapidly retreated a hundred meters.
He had observed carefully earlier.
The linear charge was the advantage of the Red Baron’s air-stepping technique.
However, just like a cannon that couldn’t change its direction, it also allowed its trajectory to be predicted.
And with Leonard’s agility score of over forty, he couldn’t escape in a straight line, but as long as he kept a distance of more than thirty meters, he could predict and evade.
The people from the Fierce Beast Legion chose to use ancient relic chains to restrict the Red Baron’s movement.
However, Leonard used his agility to cleverly dodge the overwhelming force.
Just like in a bullfight.
As long as he didn’t get hit.
The moment of evasion was also the chance to attack.
The methods might be different, but the conditions were the same.
The Red Baron could endure countless attacks and not die.
But he couldn’t make a single mistake.
One mistake would mean instant death.
It was a test of who could last until the end.
What’s different is….