NOVEL WEB chapter 150
150. The Finishing Blow, Flames Ablaze
Although Ling Meng appeared dominant, her frail body and insufficient spiritual power were evident to them.
Outwardly respectful, they harbored lethal intentions, probing the enemy’s strength, then leading her to a certain place to launch a surprise attack.
The trio’s Demonic Confinement Array, coupled with other aggressive demonic techniques, was enough to kill Ling Meng.
But their plan was abruptly halted, and one of the disciples didn’t react in time, struck down by the Soul-Numbing Needle.
With one disciple down, the Demonic Confinement Array was forcibly terminated.
They wondered who had spoiled their plan.
They saw not just one person, but several.
And they all looked exactly alike.
No, rather than identical, it was more accurate to say they were duplicates.
Several men with the same face and black scar marks suddenly appeared on the scene.
It had to be him!
They concluded that the hidden weapons had been released by this man with the darkened face. Their primary mission was to kill Ling Meng, and even with the Demonic Confinement Array terminated, they could still take her down before she recovered.
The two hurriedly channeled their spirit, demonic energy swirling in their hands, launching a wave of Pure Demonic Energy at Ling Meng.
But swiftly, like the wind, Lin Nuo whooshed to Ling Meng’s side, scooping her up in one arm, gathering strength for a leap, then jumping onto a tree.
Boom! The Pure Demonic Energy Wave missed its mark, and a row of jungle collapsed!
The tide of battle changed so quickly, Ling Meng hadn’t had time to react. When she came to her senses, she found herself in the arms of the dark-faced man from before.
“Is it… you?!”
“If you don’t want to die, don’t move.”
Lin Nuo said coldly, then lifted Ling Meng again, leaping from one tree to another.
Boom!
Another wave of Pure Demonic Energy missed, and another row of trees was destroyed.
With agile movements, Lin Nuo carried Ling Meng, leaping from tree to tree, swiftly fleeing the scene.
“Damn this kid, chase him!”
The two disciples from the Demon Refining Sect were beside themselves with rage. They had finally found an opportunity to strike at Ling Meng, but then this dark-faced, scarred man had ruined their perfect plan.
This wouldn’t do. If this assassination attempt failed and Ling Meng survived, returning to the Demon Refining Sect would spell big trouble. They had come here to completely eliminate any future threats.
They had to catch them no matter what!
They quickly pursued in the direction Lin Nuo and his group were retreating. But Lin Nuo was like the wind, best at running away; they couldn’t possibly catch up to him. Yet, they maintained a delicate distance between them, visible to the eye but unbridgeable.
That was Lin Nuo’s special skill, distance control.
By maintaining this subtle distance, he allowed them to see and know where to chase, but they just couldn’t catch up.
Seeing but not catching up would make them anxious, and anxiety leads to chaos. Chaos leads to loss of wit, and losing wit makes it easy to fall.
Boom!
The infuriated disciples were truly enraged, continuously launching waves of demonic energy towards Lin Nuo, transforming into destroyers of the forest, effortlessly tearing down trees and destroying the underbrush.
The wild animals in the forest fled at the sight, and the two wolfhounds involved in a multi-billion project didn’t react in time and perished.
The situation was urgent, but Ling Meng, now in a predicament, wasn’t as irritable and indignant as before. Initially resistant when Lin Nuo picked her up, she now found herself in a tight spot, unsure of friend or foe, and became somewhat gentler.
Why she hadn’t died when the Taoist priest hit her, why her subordinates would plot to kill her, why this man would come to her rescue, it was all a mystery filling her heart with doubts.
“Stay here and don’t run around.”
Lin Nuo let go of her, placing her aside, and immediately turned to run back.
“Where are you going!”
But Lin Nuo didn’t answer her, leaving only a dashing silhouette as he whooshed towards the two disciples.
And the two disciples, seeing Lin Nuo approaching, were already prepared to kill him.
“You kill him, I’ll go kill Ling Meng.”
“Don’t bother, you’re both finished.”
Lin Nuo was already near them, chanting a spell under his breath. In an instant, a spiritual light emerged between the three rocks surrounding the two demon disciples, forming a triangle, trapping them.
They immediately sensed something was wrong.
Trouble, the three rocks were affixed with Taoist talismans!
When had they been placed there? Although he was fast, he had been in front of us the whole time! There was no time to affix talismans.
Moreover, if he could touch Ling Meng, then he was definitely not an illusion.
No, he had affixed the talismans beforehand and then lured us here!
The demon disciples realized what was happening, but it was too late.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, a flash of lightning shone brightly, and a thunderbolt descended from the heavens, striking the two demon disciples!
Boom!
The triangle talismans, the thunderous strike from above, the speed of light focused.
Before he could shield himself with spiritual power, he was scorched like a chicken.
They fell, the two ferocious demons were struck down by the thunderous assault.
Of course, Lino wouldn’t stop there; a finishing blow, a burst of fire, a one-stop service to the netherworld—no one spared.
Oh right, there was one more.
Lino hurried back and could still see the cultist who had been hit by the Soul Numbing Needle, a high-level paralyzing secret weapon, leaving him with numb legs and hampered movement.
Lino braked sharply, split his form, and with a long sword in hand, he swung at the cultist.
“Ha, let’s die together!”
Seeing his limbs fail him and the enemy’s blade approaching, the cultist could only resort to a desperate technique—self-detonation.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion shook the earth, and a surge of powerful energy burst forth. The self-detonating cultist vanished into nothingness, igniting a forest of fireworks.
Such was the style of the Demon Cultists—if they couldn’t win, they’d self-destruct, taking their enemies with them. Had Lino not been forewarned, he might have perished as well.
“Self-destruction, such a disgrace to the art of demon magic.”
Lino tossed a sphere into the sky, which burst and scattered a heavy dust, falling onto the burning fireworks. The flames were quickly extinguished, leaving behind only charcoal ash.
“Good, it’s over.”
All done in one breath, work complete.
He returned to Ling Meng, the bewildered demoness. What she saw was her own subordinate trying to kill her, and then Lino blowing him up.
“What was that just now…”
Ling Meng, losing her previous defiance, asked softly.
Lino replied calmly, “Even the righteous sects have their infighting, not to mention your Demon Cult. When it comes to power and interests, turning on each other is all too common.”
“Hmm…”
Ling Meng could sense the meaning behind Lino’s words, but she never imagined that such strife would befall her. She had just taken charge of a small faction within the Demon Cult, achieving much success. There was no reason for the organization to destroy her.
If that was the case, it was likely not her superiors, but rather her peers who were the culprits.
[Gurgle gurgle], her stomach growled again.
“Let’s go, we’ll head back and get something to eat.”
“Why did you save me?”
“Let’s talk after we’ve eaten.”
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