Chapter 39

Zhao Zhu once witnessed a revenge incident in the group, where Li Fan came to SZ City to seek revenge on Zhu Jianping. Zhu Jianping was injured and his base was raided by Li Fan. Their conflict originated from a mission world.

Back then, Zhu Jianping used the newcomer Li Fan as cannon fodder. Li Fan survived, but Zhu Jianping, the fool, didn't think about eliminating the threat. Instead, he focused on school, senior and junior female students, and female teachers, enjoying a life similar to that in adult films. After a few missions, Li Fan, who had encountered extraordinary events and increased his strength through perseverance, came to seek revenge on Zhu Jianping.

Now, Zhao Zhu clearly understood that his situation was similar. He was being used by Yan Xing, or rather, by Yan Xing, Xiao Ge, Shi Chong, and Li Liangjian, as a shield to bear the consciousness shock that others should have endured, a cannon fodder, a sacrificial lamb!

This was an understandable choice. Zhao Zhu's role in the team was the smallest, almost negligible, but they still brought him along. Why? To squeeze out his value and utility at critical moments. If he were in their shoes, Zhao Zhu would probably do the same, as it was his style. However, when the one being sacrificed was himself, the feeling was different. Zhao Zhu could understand but could not accept it.

Zhao Zhu was not a saint; he couldn't sacrifice himself to benefit others. Previously, if not for the jade hairpin tattoo on his body, which heated up and forcibly pulled him back to consciousness, he might have become a vegetable, as good as dead. Therefore, Zhao Zhu was very angry and furious. The result of his anger was that he decided that if they chose to make him cannon fodder, he would drag them all down with him! On a chessboard, if he was to be used as a sacrificial piece, he would simply overturn the board, so no one could play, and they would all be finished!

Perhaps due to the effect of the jade hairpin, Zhao Zhu's current state was like someone who was about to fall asleep being pricked by a needle, causing him to shudder. Although he was still very tired, the drowsiness was temporarily gone.

Thus, Zhao Zhu began to sprint. The sounds of battle and iron hooves still echoed around him, but he paid no attention. The people in front, after Zhao Zhu broke free from the soul tether, were caught off guard. Although they each had their own abilities and managed to endure the terrifying consciousness shock, their steps became unsteady, clearly showing a decline in their control over their bodies. However, they had already covered half the distance, and with their perseverance, they could likely make it to the end. But at this moment, Zhao Zhu, like a mad dog, charged at them from behind, indeed like a mad dog.

The first to be hit was Xiao Ge. Xiao Ge was knocked to the ground, and he couldn't retaliate against Zhao Zhu. Instead, he clutched his head and began to wail in pain, clearly distracted by Zhao Zhu's attack and about to fall victim.

Next, Zhao Zhu kicked Shi Chong. Shi Chong, who was the best among them in terms of physical prowess, was kicked to the ground. Blood began to flow from his nose and mouth, his eyes turned white, and he looked in agony.

Having taken down two, Zhao Zhu was still not satisfied. He grabbed Li Liangjian by the neck and delivered an elbow strike to his face. Li Liangjian let out a cry of pain, clutched his face, and crouched down, shouting:

"I deserve to die! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

It seemed that Li Liangjian had also fallen victim, deeply ensnared.

The last one was Yan Xing. Yan Xing had more composure than the others. He glared at Zhao Zhu and roared:

"Are you crazy? What are you doing!"

"I'll f**k your whole family!"

Zhao Zhu was also struggling to hold on. The jade hairpin had helped him regain clarity for a moment, but now the feeling of being overwhelmed by the consciousness shock, like a tidal wave, returned. He was like a drunk person, unable to fully control his body. However, he gritted his teeth and, using his head, slammed it into Yan Xing's face. The impact was so strong that even Zhao Zhu almost fell over, and Yan Xing's face was a mess, with red and black blood spurting out.

"Spit."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Zhu felt he couldn't hold on much longer. If he had more time, he would have killed all four of them, but he couldn't maintain his clarity, and the charge of the Eight Banners soldiers would eventually end. If everyone fell into a deep trance, people like Yan Xing would wake up before him. The jade hairpin might not work again, so Zhao Zhu had to use his last bit of clarity to gather all his strength and start running forward. Gradually, his steps slowed, and he couldn't run anymore. He was so tired, his mind was in chaos, and images of war kept flooding his mind. He felt like a soldier, a small soldier fighting on the battlefield.

"Ah!"

Zhao Zhu let out a loud roar and jumped forward. During the jump, he suddenly felt lighter and his spirit relaxed, indicating that he had jumped out of the affected area.

After landing, he took several deep breaths. The Eight Banners soldiers' illusions began to regroup and prepare to charge at him again. Knowing he couldn't afford to delay, whether it was the others waking up or the illusions enveloping him again, the consequences were too much for the current Zhao Zhu to bear.

Zhao Zhu began to run as fast as he could, just down this path.

Then, two stone lions appeared in front of Zhao Zhu. At first, he thought they were just ordinary decorative stone lions, just larger and more imposing. However, as he ran between them, the eyes of the two stone lions suddenly glowed green and turned to look at him.

Being stared at by two stone lions, each about three to four meters tall, made Zhao Zhu's spine chill, and his heart almost leaped out of his throat.

However, the two stone lions just stared at Zhao Zhu without making any other moves. But Zhao Zhu clearly felt a strong sense of killing intent and warning from them. The stone lions were guardians of the residence, and anyone who dared to invade this ancient tomb would become their target. If Zhao Zhu continued forward, they would see him as an invader and pounce on him, tearing him to pieces!

Zhao Zhu wanted to try using a talisman, but he gave up as soon as he took it out. He knew that using a low-level talisman to subdue these guardian beasts was unrealistic, like trying to kill a tiger with a flyswatter.

However, Zhao Zhu was even more aware that he couldn't stop here. Yan Xing and the others would soon catch up, and after the way he had just treated them, if they met again, it would be a case of enemies meeting with heightened animosity.

Biting his lip, Zhao Zhu began to think of a solution. After a moment, he reached into his backpack and pulled out a摸金符 (Mojin Talisman)!

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