The murderous intent contained in it was quite direct, and faster than the sharp knife energy, as if it could rip Xiao Qi open in advance - she even felt an illusory pain as if her chest and abdomen were being twisted open, which made her purse her lips slightly and move more slowly.
She was so unsure whether she had avoided Yuan Yuxue's sudden attack at that moment.
—She seemed to move and avoid the knife.
It seems like it’s not too late.
Anyway, the last attack didn't actually fall on Xiao Qi, didn't pierce her abdomen or even break her neck. Instead, it brushed past that overly fragile skin - Xiao Qi swore it was really close, she could even feel a little bit of coldness passing over her neck, which made her subconsciously touch her neck, thinking she would see some sticky bloody marks.
But in fact it doesn't.
The skin on her neck was still smooth, proving that the attack had only just narrowly missed her lifeline.
… a rare miss.
Xiao Qi thought.
This should be the evaluation for both her and Yuan Yuxue.
Then the strange sound coming from behind immediately changed Xiao Qi's mind. She turned around suddenly. The sound of a sharp weapon cutting into skin, bones and blood was damn familiar to her. There was a "puff" sound, as if some blood was splashing out, followed by the sound of sticky liquid dripping down.
These somewhat creepy sounds were heard very close to me.
Someone!
Those dark shadows came into Xiao Qi's eyes, causing her pupils to dilate slightly for a moment.
Yuan Yuxue’s attack certainly did not miss.
In fact, the blade accurately locked onto the dark shadows behind Xiao Qi, and then the ones standing in the front who were trying to act stealthily had their heads cut in a very miserable way.
However, it seems that although they have suffered such fatal wounds, they are not actually "dead" yet.
In a sense.
The severed heads stared at them with their eyes open, and then the connected neck part began to grow flesh and blood vessels, and slowly re-grew human-shaped flesh.
Yuan Yuxue noticed that the speed at which these "people" regenerated their limbs seemed to be faster than before.
Even the limbs that grew out appeared stronger.
Xiao Qi looked at them expressionlessly, and the darkness in his eyes became more and more obvious.
She pursed her lips slightly and clenched her fists. Blood was dripping from the wounds pierced by sharp nails and the wounds on her ruptured wrists.
Xiao Qi was very alert, but there was a reason why she didn't notice the group of people behind her - she was too dependent on the feedback from the altar, and the altar honestly alerted her to the players' foreign invaders. But the group of enemies behind her... to be more precise, the group of villagers who looked more like monsters, did not seem to be within the alarm range of the altar.
Compared to Xiao Qi, the altar even prefers these villagers who regularly offer sacrifices to it. They are also users of the altar. If they must choose one of them to "loyalty"... Xiao Qi was not very happy to find that the altar would probably be more enthusiastic about the surrender of those villagers.