The area of Vajra Bell, on the island in the middle of the lake.
If there's someone looking up, he will see the sky was as black as ink, and the island’s forests were thick with solid shadows.
Now there was a little bell at the top of every tree in the wood. The bells were shimmering silver, like a single lamp lighting up the night and creating an eerie scroll.
“Ha… Expected results.” The Bell Demon grinned before Feng Bujue. “Now you know why the Taoist failed to defeat me?”
Covering the wound between the waist, Feng Bujue kneeling on the ground. His breathing was heavy, “Ha………. Cough…… You’re right…… This really… An expected result.” Feng Bujue even began to smile at this moment. “I knew from the beginning that you were very strong. Vajra Bell, such a magic weapon was drive by evil, so it's obvious……. Cough…… “He coughed up a mouthful of blood. "You aren't something I can deal with."
The Bell Demon was not a little girl now. Her figure had become almost adult, but she was wrapped in black smoke, her shape and voice telling Feng Bujue she was a woman about thirty, all other features were unknown.
“Hum… Why tell your companions to separate themselves from you, while you already know? “Said the Bell Demon, laughing. “You said, ‘Run separately, and delay as long as possible’? It was called even I was there.”
“What’s wrong with my tactics?" Feng Bujue answered and stood up from the ground constrainedly.
At this moment, Feng Bujue was run out for all useable items. Previously, he used Death Poker in conjunction with Body-Spirit Congregation Technique to force the Bell Demon to take him as precedence. He fought and retreated all the way, turning and stopping his skills. He also switched his equipment frequently. Used all his objects neatly… He even got out of the "Thousands Bell Troops" arranged by Bell Demon and decreased the health of this Boss significantly.
But his actions had to pay some cost to a Boss who clearly cannot win on his own. At this point, his five bottles of Survival Supplements were used up and his Death Poker had no more left. He still had 1/3 Stamina Value left while his Survival Value was only 16%, and the status bar was still [Bleeding].
It could be said that even if the Bell Demon did not give him a final blow, Feng Bujue can't support for more time.
Of course. He had the Scp-500 on him, but he didn’t plan to use it, because he thought the situation was likely to be dead, and it was probably wasted for using it.
“If you know my true level of fighting from the start, you should team up with your partner to deal with me, maybe you could have a chance.” The Bell Demon replied, “Well… You let her run away from you, trying to buy time? O… Do you think it will be to your advantage to prolong the battle in my domain?
“It can’t be said to be beneficial." Feng Bujue calmly replied, “I just chose… a fighting way that I have 100 percent to win this battle.”
There was a slight pause of the Bell Demon. “Oh? Let me guess… Are you trying to say… now you're carrying some kind of explosive with you, and it will detonate as soon as you die and blow me out of my ass?”
“No.” Feng Bujue said: “I just want to tell you one thing… You are poisoned.”
“Ha… Is that the last jokes you’re making?” Laughed the Bell Demon.
“The effect of the poison is very weak, and from your performance, there is no obvious feeling either at the moment of the poisoning or after the poisoning.” Feng Bujue continued: “If you are the same with me, an 'Outside Traveler', as long as you sweep your ‘status column’, you can mention it. Regrettable, you be not.”
“You make it up like that, but I’d rather believe you’d blow up than that.” Answered the Bell Demon with a smile, and she evidently still did not believe it.
“There are two reasons for your confidence. First, you believe that you are spiritual and should be immune to things like 'Poison'. Second, until this second, you still haven’t figured out how I poisoned you.” Feng Bujue direct saw through her idea and then said: “Since I already won, I would like to tell you my way. First of all, I poisoned you with this. “
Feng Bujue said, showing [Goblin's Poisonous Mask], “When I was tied to the stake to talk to you, you have been poisoned. This is called ‘Poison attack’, a means unique to our outside travellers. You should also be aware that the weapons we have on us, as long as they are not purely physical attack types, are available to your spirit." He continued and made the mask invisible again. “Like the submachine guns I used to shoot you with, those bullets can’t do much to you, but the occasional flame that fires can hurt you, doesn’t it?”
At that instant, the bells of the surrounding trees began to shake, and some of them fell off the trees. This was a testament to the swaying of their owners.
“You’ve been chasing me for too long, and even if the exercise doesn’t exacerbate the effects of toxins in your body, I think after this one hour and seven minutes (Feng Bujue still calculated the time during the whole process) … Even if you only lose 1% of your health per minute, you’re down to 33%, plus my attacks all the way…" Feng Bujue signed long, “If I die, you won’t have time to kill my teammates. That’s why I said it’s 100 percent ok to… “
“Enough." The Bell Demon interrupted: “What you say about ‘States,’ ‘Amounts of health,’ ‘Attributes,’ and so on, has nothing to do with me.” She said, “You just want to tell me that you’re going to kill me, right?”
“Correct.” Feng Bujue said.
Suddenly, all the bells in the wood were quiet again, and there was a dead silence.
The black smoke cleared, and the Bell Demon appeared. She was half a head taller than Feng Bujue and had the face of a European woman. Her skin was lilac without hair and curly horns on both sides of her forehead. She had no clothes on her body, and from the bottom half of her chest to her lower abdomen had a mane similar to clothes, which covered some sensitive areas that were not suitable for the game. Her lower body was a pair of sleek, slender thighs, connected by huge, hairy hooves under her knees.
Feng Bujue shook his head and said sincerely and earnestly: “Too vulgar, this is too indecent, what is this? Woollen bra? Don’t you dare get hairy all over the body, or not at all?” He toasted about the system's behaviour of selling nasty point openly with a demon beauty. While without dignity, he kept his eyes on the towering chest of his opponent, staring at the two semicircles that were not covered by the mane without blinking.
“Hum… Your partner is right. You are a very narcissistic person." The Bell Demon had apparently been monitoring both players and was well aware of their conversations.
She had come to him as she spoke, and looked down upon him with her commanding eyes: “Must you tell me all your plans before I die? If you had said anything else to delay me, I might have died before I knew it, and your life was saved." She suddenly put one hand on Feng Bujue and seized his neck. "But now I've already known that I'm going to die… Why don’t I bury you first?”
“Damn… “Blood seeped from the corner of Feng Bujue's mouth, and his face grew purple, but his eyes were still wide open, and he kept looking at the Bell Demon’s chest at 45 degrees. He squeezed out of his teeth in a sullen way before his last Survival Value and moral integrity ran out: "This is… blocked… so airtight… “
At this moment, a cold light flashed and blood spatter. The hand that strangles Feng Bujue's neck suddenly lost its strength.
Feng Bujue felt his throat slacken before he fell to the ground, and his Survival Value stopped at 3%. He saw the Bell Demon before him had lost her head.
The woman head with the horns flew up into the sky, drew a parabola and fell seven or eight meters away, and the countless bells in the wood disappeared a few seconds later.
The surrounding shadows began to dissipate at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the sky began to light up. The golden sunlight at dusk was like swords, cutting through the darkness into the forest and illuminated the island.
The Bell Demon’s headless body shook twice and fell toward Feng Bujue, who was lying on the ground.
For a player with a Survival Value of only 3%, the probability of being hit then being dead by such an object at least 50 kilograms or more is very high. Feng Bujue just escaped from his disaster so he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter. He immediately rolled aside to avoid the fallen body. The moment his survival dropped below 2%, he put another Scp-500 in his mouth and cured the [Bleeding].
“Ooh… Such a narrow squeal…" He sat up relieved.
The next second, his line of sight met with the despised eyes of Like Rain.
“Damn, this is blocked so airtight.” With her characteristic cold tone, Like Rain repeated the “last words” of Feng Bujue.
“Well, I told you to part with me, didn’t I?” Feng Bujue asked: “You just hang closely like this… If the Boss kills me with 30 percent of her blood left and quickly detects your location, isn’t it possible that we’ll all be destroyed?”
Rain continued to murmur as if she had not heard him, “She is nearly 1.9 meters, half human, half sheep… “
Feng Bujue replied rather crossly, “Are you toasting me on my strong flavour? Or are you jealous?”
“I’m just amazed that how a people should be crazy of…Will have a response like you before dying.” A light smile appeared on Like Rain's face.
“It’s just a game. I’m not really going to get strangled.” Feng Bujue spread his hands and answered breezily.
Like Rain looked at his face for a few seconds, she seemed to want to say something, but stopped. In the end, she said nothing but, “Maybe.”
Then she ambled up to him, sat on her lap and silently handed him two vials of Survival Supplements.