The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

He followed the rhythm, shattering one bone instrument after another with the back of his hand, as if he were navigating through a forest made of arms, severing joints and cutting tendons, and one row after another of this flesh and blood forest fell.

He breathed lightly, also catching a certain rhythm, sparks flying everywhere, blood splattering all over, resembling the crisp clanging sound of iron forging echoing through the corridor.

The examining officials of Radiance, who had just relaxed, felt their hearts clench again at the sight of the youth’s fluid movements, sensing that An Su might indeed be at risk of surviving.

At that moment, Merlin revealed a cold smile.

An Su shattered another arm, and as the last of Stitched Life raised its hammer high, ready to strike in an instant, he followed the rhythm he had established and went to block it with his dagger—

But at that moment, it didn’t fall.

The slender arm held the heavy hammer aloft, suspending in the air in a manner that defied the laws of physics, frozen for a full millisecond above An Su.

It was the agonizingly slow blade of "Is it Dead Yet"!

An Su’s pupils constricted as the dagger meant to block the hammer missed, his strength scattered. As Stitched Life raised the hammer and brought it crashing down, An Su no longer had time to block,

He could only retreat with all his might, narrowly evading the hammer blow. But Stitched Life’s attack was not over; it rose to its feet, and the hands crawling on the ground lifted in unison. More than a dozen arms rained down on An Su like torrents of pear blossoms, one palm not yet landed when the next was already pressing at An Su’s face, each move so continuous that not a breath of air could penetrate.

This monster is definitely not the original Stitched Life... An Su’s face was filled with dismay, certain that it had been adjusted by that crafty old Merlin.

An ordinary Fourth Tier Stitched Monster could not be this fierce.

An Su’s spirit could keep up with these palm strikes, but his body could not!

In a critical moment, An Su quickly pulled down Luo Xiaohei from his shoulder, who had been watching the show, and held him in front of his chest.

You meow at me... Luo Xiaohei, seeing the palm strike that was so fast it left afterimages, had all its fur stand on end and quickly raised its tiny cat claws, using its sevenfold response speed to counter each palm from the Human Centipede one by one, furiously assailing An Su’s nonexistent xylophone in its heart.

Even her cat claws were getting red from the slapping.

Holding Luo Xiaohei, An Su retreated several steps backward, finally escaping the attack range of Stitched Life.

Stitched Life. Human Centipede slowly stood upright, changing from crawling to standing as if entering a second phase, new bone spurs sprouting from the arms to form various types of long-handled weapons.

In contrast, An Su’s side was not looking good. The original Blood Dagger, after a series of collisions, was already in tatters, leaving only a small sharp blade.

Long weapons against short weapons.

Just in terms of weaponry, An Su was at an absolute disadvantage... The God of War Annand squinted slightly, taunting Count Karlo, "A longer reach gives greater strength; your child is too short and has already lost."

"That’s great, the money wasn’t wasted," Count Karlo revealed a relieved expression.

Merlin also had a self-satisfied smile on his lips; he had prohibited saints from carrying weapons for this very reason.

Compared to the other young ones, your child is still too green.

It wasn’t just Annand who noticed the problem with An Su’s weapon; An Su himself knew it was useless. If the blade had been long enough, he would have stabbed Stitched Life’s throat at the onset of the fight.

The Blood Redemption Long Blade was crudely made by freezing vampire blood together with Holy Water; the fact that it had lasted so long was already a feat.

"Meow." Luo Xiaohei, her two little paws red, glared fiercely at An Su, asking him what they should do now.

"I have an idea to extend the blade," An Su said, a pure smile on his face. As an alchemist, one must always be ready to craft weapons. He placed the shard of the Blood Dagger into Luo Xiaohei’s tiny paws and while it looked on dumbfounded, he flipped it upside down, grabbed Luo Xiaohei’s tail, straightened it out, and voila—a Blood Redemption Long Blade with an extended Luo Xiaohei edition was crafted right then and there.

Are you using me as a weapon, meow?!

Upside-down Luo Xiaohei was stunned for a good while before it reacted, clawing and cursing at An Su with a series of meows and a variety of swear words.

As the Human Centipede came rolling in, An Su, holding Luo Xiaohei’s tail as if gripping a sword hilt, struck at the Human Centipede, with Luo Xiaohei twisting and turning in the air like water, dodging all the palms and using the small knife to stab towards Stitched Life’s throat.

The Human Centipede never expected An Su had such a move; it was not in its life circuit, so it failed to dodge in time and was directly slashed in the throat by the Holy Water Sharp Blade. The Holy Water spread around the throat, causing its body to become unstable. Experience more tales on NovelBin.Côm

Holding onto Luo Xiaohei’s tail, An Su delivered another strike, severing the arms it used for support. It fell to its knees with a thunderous crash, and An Su stomped heavily on Stitched Life’s chest, raising high the last remnant of Holy Water in his hand, and struck towards its head—

Decapitation.

The head flew, and the world spun around—the last sight the Human Centipede would ever see.

[The first assault has ended]

[The vanguard of Stitched Life has been slain by Saint Number Sixteen, An Su Moningsta]

The announcement sounded throughout the arena.

[The second assault will arrive in three minutes.]

[Current number of kills: 1]