Chapter 221 - Mother-in-Law

Chapter 221: Chapter 202 Mother-in-LawBuzz——

A whooshing sound arose from behind, and the slash wave from the Six Styles Storm Kick rapidly struck towards Zhao Zijing’s nape.

At the critical moment, Gray Rain swiftly raised his hand that transformed into an arc-shaped shield, covering the back of Zhao Zijing’s head, hastily blocking the strike.

The tall grass, sliced by the Storm Kick’s shockwave, belatedly flew up in the air.

Revealing Cliff’s fiendish expression from deep within the grass.

"President, we meet again."

Cliff grinned wildly, stomped on the ground, leaped high into the air, and threw a punishing punch downward.

Li Cheng manifested Beetle Horn and Armor, activated the Instant Thunder Skill, boosting his Strength to the limit, held the rusty machete with both hands, and fiercely slashed out at Cliff’s incoming fist.

Clang!

The shrill clashing of metal rang out, and the tip of Cliff’s fist was covered with a layer of Armament Haki, forcibly breaking through the machete’s defense.

Fist and blade collided repeatedly; in the blink of an eye, Li Cheng’s hands were bleeding from his burst tiger’s mouth, and he fired out the Bat Hook Claw, embedding it into the distant ground for an emergency displacement, barely avoiding the pursuit.

Gray Rain immediately stepped in, his hands turning into metal drills, spiraling rapidly as they stabbed towards Cliff’s heart.

Cliff simultaneously activated Armament Haki and the Six Styles Iron Block, clutching the drills with his arms as his muscles swelled again, veins popping out like writhing snakes.

Sparks flew from the drilling, and Cliff’s feet dug two tracks over ten meters long in the muddy ground, stopping his retreat.

"My turn."

Cliff slightly tilted his head to reveal it, then clamped down on the drills with his arms, leaned back, and in a WWE wrestling style, hurled Gray Rain backwards.

The length of the drill combined with his height was already over five meters tall, and Gray Rain urgently shrank in mid-air, narrowly avoiding being wiped out by surpassing the top of the tall grass.

At the brink of life and death, the man with bandages pulled out a Superpower injection from his chest, injecting it into his arm’s vein.

No one knew to what extent his genes had mutated, but one of his eyes rapidly dissolved, and the burned bandages wrapped around him spontaneously flew out, entangling Cliff’s limbs, briefly delaying him for less than half a second.

Li Cheng struck Cliff’s neck with his blade, piercing through the Armament Haki defense, and opened a deep bone-visible wound.

The mithril that lay on the ground in a mummy-like state also fully released its Spiritual Energy power.

With the Spirit Enchantment System superpower, he could detect and influence others’ mental states, changing or dominating others’ behaviors,

such as using Disgust Technique, Charming Humans, Domination Technique, etc.

Advanced users of the Spirit Enchantment System only need a glance to kill someone.

Mithril’s current Resurrection progress bar was not full, at most only at Lv10 level, far from his former strength.

His Spirit Power could only momentarily pause Cliff’s action when he swung his fist.

Zhao Zijing controlled two arrows (one from the previous loop), shooting them consecutively at Cliff’s eyes, creating opportunities for Li Cheng and Gray Rain.

"President, if it weren’t for your stubbornness, we wouldn’t have to suffer from the Corpse Net Death Curse.

Bismuth yellow, gallium red, platinum iron... None from the guild would have died."

With his hands covered in Armament Haki, Cliff precisely grabbed the two Telekinesis Arrows flying around, snapped them with a crack, his face distorting into a crazed ferocity, "But they resurrected you, great, just great.

I get to kill you once more."

Cliff flung away the broken arrows, rushed forward at high speed, heading straight for Mithril in the mud pit.

The bandaged man attempted to release his bandages, forming a web to block off the path.

With a casual grab and toss to the side, Cliff sent the bandaged man flying sideways, crashing through a swath of tall grass.

At a critical moment, Li Cheng released a Gravity Energy Ball, latching onto Cliff’s left arm.

Gray Rain kicked off the ground, transforming into an iron ball attached to a chain while airborne. Weighing nearly a ton, combined with the sprinting acceleration and the added pull of the Gravity Energy Ball,

it smashed into Cliff like a small meteorite, blasting him away and plummeting into the grass.

"Don’t let him kill Mithril."

Li Cheng’s voice was calm as he mounted the bat-wing heavy-armored motorcycle, attaching the chain of the Gray Rain Iron Ball to the tail of the bike, then bolting into the tall grass like a streak of lightning.

He had used this move in the last Script Task; Li Cheng slammed the throttle to the maximum, charging ahead with the Gray Rain Iron Ball wreaking havoc.

Dizzy and disoriented, Cliff had just climbed out of the ground and shook his head when he saw the iron ball flying toward him again.

Clang!

The dull thud echoed through the bushes before gradually fading away.

The condition to end the loop was for everyone to die; the condition to start the loop was to kill most people and survive until the end.

If Cliff were allowed to kill Mithril and scatter his ashes, it was uncertain whether the previously charged battery would retain its charge in the next loop.

Therefore, Mithril absolutely could not die—at least not now.

"What is that?!"

Catherine said with a face full of astonishment, pointing towards the horizon. In the distance in the sky, a brand-new hot air balloon was slowly drifting by. Faintly, several figures could be seen on board.

The figures of the still-alive Red Drivers and others.

Zhao Zijing’s mind buzzed. The appearance of the new hot air balloon in her field of vision meant a new loop had already started.

Previously, her short arrow was wrested from her control by an unknown source of Telekinesis.

The arrow punctured the balloon, causing the hot air balloon to crash, resulting in everyone falling into the grass.

Now in retrospect, the source of that Telekinesis was already clear as day—it was herself.

The rhythmic sound of the iron ball smashing into the ground in the distance had already ceased, suggesting that Cliff had freed himself or, worse, had turned the tables and killed Ant.

There wasn’t much time left.

With this thought, Zhao Zijing’s expression abruptly turned resolute. She raised her hand towards the sky, sensing that omnipresent Telekinesis Arrow.

Catherine, who was by her side, asked with a baffled expression, "Miss Zhao, what are you trying to do?"

"Bring down that hot air balloon and get a new battery."

Zhao Zijing turned to look at Mithril lying on the ground, "If a thirty-something percent charged battery can resurrect you, then a seventy to eighty percent charged battery should be enough to restore you to Lv20, right?"

Having said this, Catherine understood Zhao Zijing’s intention—she was going to shoot down the hot air balloon to get a new battery for Mithril, who was still alive.

"But in this loop, we didn’t see another group of ourselves."

Catherine stammered, "Doesn’t this mean it’s impossible to charge twice in the same loop?"

"Let’s try and see."

Zhao Zijing held her breath, concentrating deeply, as the image of the Telekinesis Arrow in her mind became clearer and clearer.

She clenched her fists, wrestling control of the arrow with her alternate self.

The arrow pierced through a Pidgey, then flew back to puncture the hot air balloon, tearing a large hole in it.

The balloon plummeted in freefall, and everyone crashed into the tall grass not far away.

"Your arrow," came Li Cheng’s voice from deep within the grass. "Is everyone okay?"

Midnight Howl replied, "Fine."

Mendoza, coughing, said, "I’m okay."

These conversations were strangely familiar; Zhao Zijing parted the tall grass and, seeing the astonished face of her alternate self, took a deep breath and said, "No time to explain, grab the battery and follow me."

"Uh..."

The new Li Cheng glanced at Zhao Zijing, whose temples had turned gray and who had grown wrinkles from the chaotic flow of time, then turned to the younger Zhao Zijing and asked, "Why didn’t you tell me you had an older sister?"

Hey, aren’t those the polite words you use when meeting your future mother-in-law at your girlfriend’s house? Don’t use them in this situation!

The sight of Zhao Zijing with graying temples twitched at the corner of her eye; this infuriating remark was undoubtedly something Ant would say.