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Chapter 332 Battle Escalation

Chapter 332 Battle Escalates

"...So, where exactly is Lin Xiyue?"

Meros's face was ashen, completely ignoring Fei Bo's question. He stared intently at the other person, pressing for details about Lin Xiyue's whereabouts, word by word.

"Hehehe."

Fei Bo let out a chilling laugh, his lips curling up slightly in a disdainful expression.

"Want to know her whereabouts? Unless you unleash your full power and fight me, don't even think about getting a single word from me."

Having said that, a cold glint flashed in Fei Bo's eyes, making no attempt to hide his provocation towards Meros.

"You're simply courting death!" Meros said to Philip, enraged, enunciating each word clearly.

Then, he instantly launched his attack with lightning speed, and a pitch-black object exuding an eerie aura suddenly appeared behind him, striking Fei Bo with lightning speed.

A loud "bang" was heard, and smoke and dust rose up, blotting out the sky.

The surrounding air seemed to vibrate violently from the impact, and the powerful force caused the ground to tremble.

Immediately following was a series of ear-piercing, flesh-on-flesh impacts, deafeningly loud.

As the dust gradually settled, Lingye, who had been hiding and observing from the sidelines, finally saw the situation clearly.

The once menacing and powerful black tentacles were now firmly grasped in Fei Bo's hand.

This tentacle was entirely black, as if it could devour all light, giving people a creepy feeling.

Then, drop after drop of bright red liquid dripped from the thin palm that held the tentacles.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick-tock-"

The crisp sound of water droplets echoed throughout the space.

It turned out that his thin hand had been injured the moment it came into contact with the tentacles, and now blood was flowing down his fingers, staining the ground beneath his feet.

&34; Hehehe, so you're finally getting serious? &34;

Fei Bo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat mocking smile. Despite his injured hand, his expression showed no anger, but rather excitement and anticipation.

He casually tossed the tentacle aside as if it were insignificant.

He didn't even turn his head to look at the tentacle that Meros had retracted; his gaze remained fixed on Meros's face.

Immediately afterwards, without hesitation, Fei Bo raised his hand, which was still bleeding profusely, and pressed it firmly onto the whip.

In an instant, a chilling sound suddenly rang out.

&34; Glug glug—&34;

&34; Glug glug—&34;

The sound was like a long-starved beast greedily devouring its food, or like the whip suddenly coming to life, eagerly sucking the blood flowing from the thin wound.

Upon closer listening, it was not merely a simple sucking sound, but rather the sound of some evil force rejoicing and reveling in this bloody feast.

However, this led to change.

As time went on, it became clear that the whip was indeed sucking the blood flowing continuously from Fei Bo's hand.

Because this whip, which was originally crystal clear and glowing with a deep blue light, resembling a work of crystal art, is now gradually turning bright red from the inside out.

It originally had a fairly ordinary dark blue color, but at this moment it quickly turned into a bright and dazzling red, as if it had just been soaked in blood.

Immediately afterwards, deep blue light, as profound as the ocean, emanated from the whip, illuminating the surrounding space in a dreamlike manner.

The moment the whip turned bright red, its appearance began an astonishing transformation.

Initially, it looked more like a magnificent and exquisite work of art, perhaps meticulously sculpted and decorated. However, as the color changed, this "work of art" gradually revealed its grotesque and terrifying side.

The barbs that had been hidden on the whip suddenly stood upright, like rows of sharp fangs, gleaming with a cold metallic luster. These barbs were not only numerous but also exceptionally sharp, sending chills down one's spine.

At the same time, the end of the whip slowly opened like a strange, blooming flower, revealing even more ferocious claws and fangs within.

These claws are divided into five petal-shaped parts, each covered with extremely sharp barbs. They intertwine to form a terrifying sight.

Moreover, these claws seem to be alive, able to open and close flexibly and freely. Just imagining touching such claws is enough to make one feel the excruciating pain of skin being torn apart and flesh and bones being separated, as if a large chunk of flesh could be easily ripped off with the slightest touch.

Anyone would be terrified in the face of such a terrifying whip.

If one were unfortunate enough to be struck hard by this whip, the consequences would be unimaginable. It would likely be more than just serious injury; one could even lose their life, or even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would at least be half-dead.

"Ha! Don't want to talk? Then don't blame me for being impolite. I'll beat you until you're willing to talk!"

Meros's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

He watched quietly as Fei Bo completed all his actions, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, not missing a single subtle move.

Once everything was ready, Meros finally spoke.

Before he finished speaking, he moved swiftly, like a ghost, towards Fei Bo.

The long, gleaming blade in his hand drew an arc through the air, slashing down with a sharp whistling sound. In an instant, the blade flashed like snow, dazzling and captivating.

With a "whoosh," a deep, bottomless knife mark appeared where Fei Bo had been standing, and the surrounding dust rose up, as if shaken apart by the power of the knife.

However, Fei Bo was no longer in the same spot. He dodged to the side with astonishing speed, like a light leaf, and landed steadily on a nearby telephone pole.

At this moment, the two were only a few meters apart, staring at each other.

Their eyes met, as if sparks were flying through the air. Neither of them spoke first, but the powerful aura emanating from them suggested that another fierce battle was about to erupt.

Just then, Meros stomped his feet on the ground and shot towards Fei Bo like an arrow.

At the same time, Philip was not to be outdone; he leaped from the telephone pole to meet Melos.

In an instant, swords flashed and whips whistled as the two engaged in a new round of thrilling combat.

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