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Chapter 178 Recruitment

The suspended blade stopped a few centimeters from the clock, then suddenly turned diagonally upwards, resolutely slashing the hand of the fire-type ability user who was gripping the clock's shoulder.

"Hiss—" A huge, bottomless bloodstain appeared on his hand. The fire-type ability user released his grip in pain, and Clock, panting, took the opportunity to teleport himself to another location.

"Huff... Huff—" Clock's heart pounded violently, his gaze fixed on Jin Peng, who was trapped by vines. Despite being completely hidden by the vines, Jin Peng managed to turn the blade aimed at him away without any visibility. The captain was desperately protecting himself!

The clock ticked over everyone present. He had to think of a way, a way that would allow them both to survive! He had to come up with one! He had to use his wisdom, which had been praised by many, to devise a way for them to escape unscathed.

team leader!

Jin Peng was almost strangled by the vines, breathing at his limit through the gaps in the vines, while still having to concentrate on listening to the sounds outside and controlling the metal to kill.

His consciousness gradually faded, but the sounds of the outside world around him became clearer, one, two, three... soft, loud...

He racked his brains trying to recall the breathing characteristics of the wood-type ability user; if he could kill that person, he would be freed.

breathe--

No!

breathe--

That's not it!

breathe……

No! No! No!

Huff—inhale—huff—inhale—

Jin Peng's mind, which was on the verge of exploding, suddenly cleared. He stared wide-eyed and gritted his teeth to control the metal blade.

"Buzz—" The metal blade hummed, attracting the clock that was constantly teleporting itself to dodge fire attacks.

In an instant, the directions of all the blades flashed before his eyes.

That is!

Two blades, their tips facing each other, flew from opposite corners toward the same spot!

In the brief moment of distraction, the teleportation speed slowed down by a second, and the fire-type ability user grabbed his calf.

The scorching flames rushed towards him. The fire-type ability user's expression turned ferocious. He was completely enraged by the clock that kept dodging him and roared, "Die!"

The clock didn't even blink. It stared intently at the direction of the two blades and noticed with its sharp eyes the bracelet on the hand of the person being targeted by the blades. The bracelet consisted of oval beads strung together.

"Wood-type ability users often do this, haha, it's kind of a trick. They hide seeds on their bodies, which they can use for attack and defense at any time," a former wood-type friend said, pinching a seed around his neck.

“Great idea! I’ll make a metal bullet too. What if I hid some metal inside my body? Would that be even more unexpected?” Jin Peng’s eyes lit up as he mentioned it with great interest.

"Forget it, that would be too dangerous! What if someone with a metal element on the other side tries to control the metal inside your body?" Clock retorted, pursing his lips.

"Haha, that's true." Jin Peng scratched his head. "Then let's wear a metal bullet necklace first. You should wear one too. Maybe I can remotely control the metal to save your life in a critical moment."

"Space manipulation is invincible!" Clock laughed arrogantly. "Take care of yourself first!"

Yes, it's that wood-type ability user!

Seeing that other ability users were blocking the path of the flying blade, the clock used its teleportation ability to remotely send the blade to the vicinity of the wood-type ability user without changing its direction.

"call out--"

"Huh?" The wood-type ability user turned his head, startled by a short knife that suddenly appeared on his back. He dodged, and branches suddenly burst from the beads on his wrist, firmly wedging the blade.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, another blade plunged into his neck from the exact opposite direction!

"Ugh..." The needle pierced the artery directly, and with blood spurting out, the wood-type ability user collapsed to the ground in resentment.

The vines lost control, and the force binding Jinpeng suddenly loosened. Then, the vines contracted in a death throes. Jinpeng's mind went blank, but he still remembered one thing!

"Swoosh—Bang!!!"

The flames struck the clock's head with a muffled thud. The terrifying force and temperature dented the steel plate that had suddenly appeared in front of the clock's head. Although it blocked some of the damage, the clock was still dazed, his forehead turned bruised, and some of his skin was even dented. He gagged a few times, his face pale, and he trembled as he staggered back a few steps before losing control and falling directly to the ground.

The silver metal bullet on his neck transformed into a shield, absorbing most of the damage and allowing him to survive a few moments under the full force of the fire attack.

"Ugh—" Clock spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his breath filled with the smell of blood. He desperately opened his eyes, but found that everything in front of him was still pitch black.

He has gone blind!

Oh no, this time we're truly at our wits' end...

Losing their sight at such a critical moment was a fatal blow to Clock and Golden Roc.

After the wood-type ability user died, the vines struggled for a while in their death throes, but eventually lost the support of the wood-type ability and gradually loosened their grip on Jinpeng. Jinpeng shook off the plants on his body and, just as he regained his sight, saw the clock looking around in confusion. In front of him was the raging flames of the fire-type ability user.

"Xiao Shi!!!" Jin Peng was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body. Why didn't that brat run away!

In his panic, he grabbed the vines on his body and swung them around like ropes, looping them around the fire elemental's neck. The still somewhat active vines automatically wrapped around the fire elemental's neck, pulling him slightly towards Jinpeng.

[How pathetic, Min Woo-hoon.]

【Shut up! 】

Min Youxun, a fire-type ability user, fell to the ground. After being mocked, he cursed with a dark face, placed his palm on the vines around his neck, and instantly burned the vines to ashes.

Kim Jung-hyun shrugged, looking at the disheveled Kim Peng, and said, "If you two are so eager to survive, why don't you join our South Korean country? We'll definitely give you both good treatment."

Jin Peng stared intently at the clock still sitting on the ground, his face solemn.

"Okay, so how do you plan to recruit us?"

In order to buy time and allow the clock to slowly return to normal, Jin Peng said in a seemingly serious manner.

"Do you trust this guy? Don't waste your time!" Min Woo-hoon said, but stopped what he was doing. The flame in his palm was aimed at the clock, but he didn't attack.

"Well, I'll give you a new face first, and then..." Kim Jung-hyun smiled and said softly, "Then I'll make you lose all your memories and turn you into the sharpest knife in South Korea!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jin Zhengxian suddenly attacked, his icy blade mercilessly stabbing three times, each strike aimed at Jin Peng's vital points. Jin Peng managed to block two of the blows, the last one piercing his abdomen.

"Pfft-"

Kim Jung-hyun pulled out his ice blade, wiped the blood from his face, and said, "Welcome to South Korea, Mr. Kim Peng."

Min Woo-hoon was spurred on by Kim Jung-hyun's ruthlessness and felt that compared to him, he was a good person.

"What a vicious man." Min Woo-hoon remarked, raising his hand to point the flames at the clock. "Then I'll give you a quick death."

"boom----"

The scorching heat pressed against my face, and the clock, disheartened, wondered if it was over.

The next moment, he was tackled to the ground, the curses of the fire-type ability user ringing in his ears.

[You fucking can't even keep an eye on this?!]

“Let’s go!!!”

Jin Peng shielded the clock, half of his body charred black.

The clock's eyes were full of tears, which he couldn't see, but he could sense the deathly aura emanating from Jin Peng.

“Go… take my share of life with you… someone is waiting for you…” Jin Peng said weakly.

The clock opened its eyes wide, raised its hand to touch Jin Peng's face, gritted its teeth and used the last bit of its supernatural power to try to teleport the two of them to another place.

It can do it, it can do it... it definitely can do it...

All sounds disappeared, leaving only the sound of the wind and his own breathing in the air.

He reached out in confusion and touched the empty space beside him; the cold metal pressed against his skin.

A moment later, a voice came.

"clock?!"

The camera faithfully recorded everything. After Chu Deng watched the clock travel away, Jin Peng lost his support and collapsed completely.

"Tsk, one died, one escaped, and nothing was left behind." Min Youxun spat and grumbled.

Kim Jung-hyun scoffed, "You'd better think about how to deal with Old Master Song."

【what? 】

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kim Jung-hyun's reflection in the lens, and an ice pick shot towards me. The screen went black, followed by the sound of the lens being crushed.

Chu Deng paused, then blinked.

At the end of the shot, she seemed to see the golden roc on the ground move slightly.