Chapter 312 They stole... trash?

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Strax observed the formation of the four cultivators, his eyes gleaming with malicious amusement. A mischievous smile curved his lips as he cracked his neck, completely unbothered. The tension in the air was palpable, but he was not the least bit concerned. "Oh, so the leader doesn't want to play alone. Calls in his friends for help? How cute," he said, his tone contemptuous, but his gaze sharp, cutting like blades. "Cut the crap and come at me already." He didn't give them time to think. In a lightning-fast move, Strax disappeared from their sight, reappearing in front of the hooded leader. Before the man could react, Strax delivered a kick so powerful that it sent the leader crashing into the wall, creating a crater on impact. The leader lay there, motionless, but Strax didn't give time for a celebration. He spun around, his eyes locking onto the other three with ruthless coldness. The sounds of battle filled the air — the clash of metal, the crackle of energy, screams, all blending into a frenzy of destruction. His eyes glowed crimson, and his energy surged like a wave, enveloping him. Before him, one of the cultivators — a tall, muscular man with fists engulfed in black flames — charged with a punch so heavy that the ground trembled. Strax barely had time to dodge, leaping to the side, but the heat wave still struck him, tearing the air with intense fury. "Interesting," Strax murmured, his voice laced with provocation. "But you're not going to catch me so easily." In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the man, punching with absolute power. The impact reverberated through the corridor, sending sparks and flames flying, but the man blocked with an arm wrapped in energy. The shockwave caused the wall behind them to shatter. "You'll need more than that," the man growled, stepping back and attempting a quick counterattack.@@@@ Strax smiled, his eyes turning more predatory. He dodged the punch and advanced, attacking with a series of fast and calculated strikes. Each of his movements was like a shadow, flowing and shifting every second, not giving the cultivator a chance to regroup. But then, from the side, a blade of ice sliced through the air, and Strax had to leap back. The woman, with an aura so cold it seemed to freeze everything around her, stood there, her ice blade shimmering in the light of the flames. The blade sliced through his cloak and made a superficial cut on his skin. He laughed, feeling the coldness of the blade, but his expression quickly grew fiercer. "Cold and sharp... this is going to be interesting," he teased, stepping back to reassess the situation. On the other side, the other woman stood focused. She raised her hands and released an explosion of golden energy, forming a barrier around her, sealing off any attempt to attack. The pressure of the energy created a field that nearly distorted the air around her. "Don't think you can escape from us," she said, her voice threatening like thunder about to crash. Strax observed her for a moment, analyzing the new battle configuration. The power balance between them was strangely perfect, as if something connected them, allowing for flawless coordination. They were preparing for a combined attack, a massive pressure that he couldn't simply ignore. He looked at the main thief, who was at the center of the chaos. The man was smiling, but not triumphantly. It was a cold, malevolent smile, as if he was waiting for something. Strax watched him, and, with precision, read the enemy's lips: "Die." Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire In the next moment, Strax felt the pressure intensify, but it wasn't just the invisible wall. The ground beneath his feet started to give way, and he realized the threat in the last second. A hidden power was being activated, and he barely had time to react before a crushing force began pulling him into the earth. With a roar of anger, Strax used his blood manipulation ability to free himself from the impending pressure. He unleashed his energy, creating a blood power explosion that pushed the earth away from his feet and made the pressure dissipate momentarily. But he knew he didn't have time to waste. The real danger was coming. He ran toward his wives, the only people who could be in immediate danger. Using his blood manipulation with mastery, he formed a defense dome around them, an impenetrable layer of solidified blood. But it wasn't enough. To reinforce it further, he invoked his ice manipulation, creating layers of crystal ice that intertwined with the blood, forming a double barrier, nearly unbreakable. "Stay inside!" Strax shouted, his voice full of urgency and authority. Before they could respond, everything around them exploded. The sound of the explosion was deafening. The ground shook violently, the castle walls shattered like glass breaking under an immense impact. The air was filled with dust, debris, and stone fragments flying in all directions, as the entire castle seemed to collapse in a wave of relentless destruction. Strax lurched forward with the force of the blast, his feet ripped from the ground, but he didn't lose focus. The blood and ice wall he had formed around his wives heroically withstood the impact, but he could feel the pressure increasing, the very structure of the castle giving way under the weight of the explosion. "No!" Strax screamed internally, his fists clenching as he used all his strength to keep the defense barrier intact. The energy he had invested in blood and ice manipulation was now being pushed to its limit. "It can't fall now!" With a supernatural effort, he amplified the energy of both elements. The solidified blood hardened even further, and the ice expanded into complex layers, reinforcing the structure of the barrier. The explosion still reverberated everywhere, but the protection around his wives remained solid, withstanding the chaos. Inside, they were protected, but Strax felt every grain of dust and every fragment scraping against the defensive layer. The entire castle was crumbling around them, stone columns and walls collapsing in a sea of rubble. He looked around, his eyes searching for the source of the destruction. On the horizon, the main thief's smile, that damned smile, was still there. Even with the castle collapsing, the man didn't seem concerned. He stood still, his eyes fixed on Strax, as if satisfied with the destruction he had caused. Then... he vanished.

Chapter 312 They stole... trash?

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