The Storm Core roared within Xu Zhu, blood and fire intertwining across the plains.
The effect of [Storm Will] completely ignited the followers; their eyes blazed with scorching light, as if their entire bodies were set aflame.
——
"Residual Blood Maniac! We'll carve through together!"
"Residual Blood undying! We undying!"
The followers roared as they charged. Their numbers were only in the hundreds, yet in these five minutes they erupted with the fury of thousands.
They were no longer just defenders, but blazing bloodflames, forcing the hunters back by sheer force!
——
Leng Tian's gaze chilled. "Mere followers, daring to clash with the Overlord Spear Alliance?"
He stomped forward, blood spear surging like a furious dragon, tearing through the air, thrusting once more at Xu Zhu.
Xu Zhu unfolded Residual Edge, crimson trajectories blazing madly before his eyes.
[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 99.5%]
[Warning: Extremity out-of-control imminent]
His pupils burned crimson, breath ragged, as the staff swung wide, slamming the blood spear aside and smashing into Leng Tian's armor!
Boom!!!
Armor cracked, Leng Tian grunted, stumbling back half a step.
The spectator channel erupted in madness:
[Residual Blood Maniac repelled Leng Tian again!]
[With Storm Will's blessing, he's practically invincible!]
[Residual Blood Maniac! Residual Blood Undying!!]
——
At this moment Ling Xue's killing intent was like frost, her sword flashing with relentless cold light, cutting down several assassins attempting to strike Xu Zhu.
Her movements were decisive and merciless—no longer following, but truly fighting as a swordswoman at his side.
Fatty Third, crying and wailing, hurled stones wildly, miraculously felling two archers.
"Fatty can kill too! Hahaha! …Mama, I'm still scared to death!"
The morale of the followers blazed to its peak in those five minutes, suppressing enemies several times their number.
——
But the seconds ticked by.
[Storm Will Remaining Time: 1 minute 59 seconds]
[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 99.7%]
The whispers grew ever clearer:
"Kill… Storm's master… Residual blood undying…"
Xu Zhu's body trembled violently, his mind nearly splitting apart.
He could feel Residual Edge trying to consume him, to force him into true extremity.
"Xu Zhu!"
Ling Xue roared, her sword once again deflecting a spear for him, blood spraying.
"You're not dead yet! You're still here! Hold on!"
Fatty Third sobbed and screamed: "Big Brother! Just a little longer! Fatty will fight with you!"
——
[Storm Will Remaining Time: 30 seconds]
The battlefield was already covered with corpses. The roars of the followers grew weak, yet they did not retreat.
The hunters surged forward like madmen, determined to drown this bloodflame with lives.
Xu Zhu's crimson eyes lifted, staff raised high, his guttural voice bellowing:
"Residual Blood… undying!!"
Boom!!!
He stepped into the sea of blood, Residual Edge resonating with the Storm Core, staff shadows thunderous, blasting away dozens in one strike!
[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 99.9%]
[Extremity State — Critical]
The world seemed to still.
The spectator channel fell silent, every player holding their breath, waiting for the next second—
Would the Residual Blood Maniac completely erupt?