Chapter 89

Wei Potian turned around and saw that most of the rookies of the Fallen Angel were bruised and battered. Although only four of the Blood Clan's cleanup warriors remained, the situation was still a one-sided crisis. One of his companions had already fallen to the ground, unconscious, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive. Including himself, all of them had already used stimulants, and from the current situation, only he still had a bit of fighting power left. The other Fallen Angel rookies found it difficult to even break through the encirclement.

Wei Potian clenched his fists, let out a roar like an injured beast, and rushed over to push back the Blood Clan warriors who were still surrounding them. Then, he picked up the unconscious rookie and ran towards the expeditionary force camp. All the Fallen Angel rookies looked at Qian Ye with complex expressions and then quickly followed Wei Potian to escape from the battlefield.

Qian Ye, who had attracted the majority of the Blood Clan warriors, changed his previous style of fighting, which involved trading injuries for life. He constantly moved and changed positions, using his agile movements and speed to narrowly avoid several interceptions. In a few rounds, neither side had even engaged in a single clash. Until one Blood Clan warrior, unable to bear it any longer, charged at Qian Ye without any skill. With a dull thud, the Blood Clan warrior took a few steps back, while Qian Ye was sent flying.

However, the Blood Clan warriors immediately realized something was wrong. The point where Qian Ye landed was precisely a small alley. The warriors, feeling deceived, roared in anger and pursued him like a pack of wolves into the dark street.

The Blood Knight also started with a sinister smile, but just as he was about to sprint, he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He was shocked and looked down to find that the blood flowing from his wounds was black and filled with a putrid odor!

The Blood Knight's face turned pale. He desperately used his Blood Power to barely suppress the poison in his wounds, preventing it from worsening. However, he no longer dared to linger and had to return immediately for treatment.

The human was seriously injured and later dared not engage in direct combat. With ten Blood Clan warriors still chasing him, the Blood Knight felt that this meddler would have no chance of escape. He glared at the alley with hatred and then turned and quickly disappeared into the night.

Qian Ye panted heavily, his wounds burning with pain, and his body felt increasingly hollow. He had a map in his mind, and the chosen battlefield was not far ahead, but at this moment, both his Blood Power and Origin Power were almost completely depleted from the brief but intense battle.

Qian Ye leaped forward, turned in mid-air, and fired the second running shot with 'Butcher.' The Blood Clan warrior following him slowed his pace slightly, but he knew that the opponent would be even more enraged and would not give up the pursuit. This was his goal: to firmly hold these Blood Clan warriors, giving Wei Potian and the others enough time to escape to the expeditionary force headquarters, and perhaps even find reinforcements to return in time.

Thinking of this, Qian Ye felt a bitter smile. Timely reinforcements? That was just a fantasy.

A towering tower appeared before him, constructed from countless metal pipes of various sizes and lengths, all welded together. Every few meters, there was a set of gears that occupied the entire plane, each as tall as an adult, precisely interlocked, with the finest parts as thick as elephant legs. This was the 'Gigantic Arm of Kuafu,' a super-large steam machine that had been used in the construction of the Dark Blood City's walls. Now, this giant had been dormant for many years, with many parts covered in rust.

This was the battlefield Qian Ye had chosen. The terrain was sufficiently complex, capable of maximally disrupting the encirclement of the pursuers. However, Qian Ye also knew clearly that even if he could eliminate a few more Blood Clan warriors, he would not be able to hold out until Wei Potian returned.

When the Eagle Strike roared, Qian Ye had already anticipated such an outcome. He could not explain why he had acted, why he had put himself in a deathtrap for Wei Potian and some Fallen Angel rookies he did not even know.

Perhaps it was the influence of Bai Longjia, or perhaps the image of the Red Scorpion captain still lingered in his heart. Standing on the battlefield against the dark races, many thoughts seemed to change unconsciously.

Qian Ye originally detested Bai Longjia, who was arrogant and disrespectful, with eyes only for lineage and talent. In short, all the flaws of a noble family's offspring were magnified in Bai Longjia. Apart from his formidable strength, there was almost no reason to like him.

Qian Ye still could not forget the comment Bai Longjia had written in his file: "Garbage from the garbage dump, only garbage."

However, despite Bai Longjia's many problems, he did not hesitate to stand alone against two equally powerful opponents to allow the Fallen Angel rookies to escape. That single figure standing on the long street, fighting to the death, was enough to make Qian Ye forget all the past unpleasantness.

In Qian Ye's eyes, Wei Potian and the other young people were still rookies. These rookies might become the backbone of the Empire's military in the future! Since they were rookies, Qian Ye, as a veteran, naturally had to protect them, just as the Red Scorpion captain had used his own flesh and blood to push back the black tide in the past.

When the Eagle Strike roared, Qian Ye forgot that he was no longer a soldier of the Empire and also forgot that if he were still in the Imperial Army, he would still be a rookie.

Qian Ye had already rushed to the base of the tower, crouched down, and leaped onto the blue stone base. Then, he grabbed a horizontal bar and leaped up, reaching the first platform with a few more jumps. He leaned against a large gear, checked the 'Butcher' in his hand, and found that there was only one solid bullet left. Below, the Blood Clan warriors were accelerating towards him.

Suddenly, Qian Ye sensed something and immediately jumped away, half-hidden behind a metal plate, then looked up.

On the platform of the next level, a tall and slender figure stood, with long arms and legs, making it hard to forget.

Qian Ye remembered this person. He had passed by him that night and had seen his brief but intense battle with the werewolf. This was a Level 6 powerhouse, and Qian Ye could smell the strong blood scent on him. Those pale eyes always reminded one of many fierce and cunning beasts.

Qian Ye was confident when facing dark races or beasts. Only such a person made him extremely cautious. The most dangerous enemy of humans was, in fact, other humans.

"You're Qian Ye, right?" the man asked.

Qian Ye's heart sank slightly, and he said, "Yes."

"I'm Yu Renyan, and I came specifically for the incident in Black Tide City."

Qian Ye was slightly stunned, then calmed down, slowed his breathing, and tried to adjust his injured and exhausted body to the best fighting state. Although he was at a disadvantage in every aspect compared to Yu Renyan, he was not one to sit and wait for death.

A short blade slid out of Yu Renyan's sleeve into his left palm, while his right hand drew a double-barreled old-style Origin Power pistol from his waist. He flipped a mechanism, and a blade extended from the bottom of the gun barrel.

Qian Ye's heart sank even further. Just by looking at the weapons, this person's fighting style was similar to his, making him a particularly difficult opponent. Moreover, many Blood Clan warriors were still chasing him relentlessly.

A Blood Clan warrior rushed out of the dark alley. He saw Qian Ye, grinned, and sprinted at full speed, leaping onto the blue stone base. Just as he was about to continue climbing, he sensed something was wrong and then noticed Yu Renyan's presence. When Yu Renyan did not deliberately conceal himself, the putrid scent from his body became exceptionally strong. This scent, even the fierce Blood Clan, would feel a chill. It was the feeling of one predator encountering another.

More Blood Clan warriors appeared, slowly closing in.

Without waiting for Qian Ye to speak, Yu Renyan stepped aside, clearing the path upward, and said to Qian Ye, "I should have killed you immediately, but since there are so many dark blood bastards here, the order needs to change. I plan to deal with these blood zombies first, then take care of you! Come up, we'll go to the top to deal with them. You take three, I'll take seven."

Qian Ye's eyes narrowed, and he nodded, saying, "Very fair!" He then leaped up, passing by Yu Renyan, and rushed to the top of the tower.

Yu Renyan faced off against the Blood Clan warriors, slowly retreating until he reached the top platform.

When the Blood Clan warriors rushed onto the platform, the battle immediately erupted!

Qian Ye swung his hand axe, chopping down like rain, making no effort to protect himself, and instantly dismembered three Blood Clan warriors. When he turned to look at the other side, he saw Yu Renyan pressing down the last Blood Clan warrior and slicing his throat.

This Yu Renyan was indeed a master, killing seven Blood Clan warriors almost as quickly as Qian Ye. This was not just due to the difference in level; even in combat skills, Yu Renyan was not much weaker than Qian Ye, who had been trained by Huangquan and Red Scorpion.

Qian Ye leaned against a metal box, struggling to stay standing. His body felt like it was on fire, both inside and out, with his Blood Power and Origin Power completely depleted. The short battle had added over a dozen more wounds, and even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain, as if it were choking his breath. His left hand had completely lost sensation, and he did not even know if it was still attached.

Yu Renyan was also injured, but his wounds were few and shallow, just some minor flesh wounds.

"Now it's our turn," Qian Ye said.

He could no longer hold his hand axe and grabbed a short knife from a Blood Clan warrior with his right hand.

Yu Renyan sized up Qian Ye and said, "The incident with Qi Yue, was that you?"

Qian Ye was about to admit it, but Yu Renyan waved him off, stopping him from speaking.

"No, don't say anything. Once you say it, it will make things difficult for me. Although I dislike the military's style, I am still a soldier."

Yu Renyan put away his weapons, looked at his own wounds, and said, "I saw your battle just now... Anyway, I'm injured now, and I can't kill you, so let's call it off this time. But if we meet again, I won't show any mercy. So, remember my face and pray, kid, don't let me find you again!"

With that, Yu Renyan walked to the edge of the platform. As he passed by Qian Ye, he suddenly said, "Their blood is still warm, drink it while it's hot, or you won't survive the night."

Qian Ye's eyes widened as he met Yu Renyan's gaze, then calmed down, realizing that the scent of his Blood Power could no longer be hidden after his severe injuries.

Seeing the determined light in Qian Ye's eyes, Yu Renyan's still-unsettled vertical pupils flickered black and white twice, revealing a look of understanding but also mockery, "Persistence is not a bad thing, but sometimes it's not appropriate."

Qian Ye's vision was now a red mist, and it was starting to blur. He was still pondering Yu Renyan's words when he suddenly heard a strong wind coming. But he had no strength left to dodge and was knocked to the ground by the heavy object. Qian Ye felt warm droplets on his face and head, followed by a dense, sweet energy enveloping him.

Yu Renyan's voice seemed to come from a distant place, "Back on the battlefield, to survive and kill more werewolves, I even ate the bodies of my comrades."