After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply-Chapter 719 - 502, Kill Sani, fragments of the Life Tear

This scene was no different than Hell itself.

Lion and the others were utterly terrified, huddling in the corner, trembling.

Fortunately, Lin Da seemed able to control the little girl.

At least for now, no adventurers from Mystic Continent had been killed.

Five minutes later, all the demons near the Ancient City had been annihilated.

The color of the light pillar gradually faded, and the barrier isolating the area dissipated.

“Be careful, I’m heading over that way.” Lin Da gestured to the densely packed demon area to the west and spoke calmly.

Taige trembled uncontrollably when he saw Lin Da drenched in blood, with chunks of flesh still hanging on his shoulder. He stammered, “B-Boss, stay safe.”

Monica’s face was full of worry.

“Don’t worry, I’m just handling some matters.”

Seeing the concerned looks from his teammates, Lin Da’s eyelid twitched, realizing his own state seemed off.

Lemy’s death had probably clouded his judgment.

Lin Da took out a bottle of Energy Potion, drank it, and used a dry towel to wipe his face. Taking a deep breath, he gradually felt the burning emotion in his chest subside, returning his state to normal with the [Eye of True Knowledge].

He planted a kiss on Monica’s cheek and smiled, “Relax, isn’t Habi here? With her, the demons can’t keep me down.”

“Mm-hmm.” Monica nodded, bending down to look at the little one in Lin Da’s arms. “Can I ask you to protect our captain?”

“Wah wah! Wah wah wah!” Habi puffed up her chest with pride, playfully pounding her small fist on it, seeming to say, “No problem, leave it to me.”

“Thank you, Habi.” Monica patted her tiny head, surprisingly without resistance. Instead, Habi giggled happily.

Monica’s unique maternal aura seemed to make her likable to children.

Lin Da silently marveled.

“I’m off.”

He hugged Habi tightly and flew westward.

Not until their figures completely disappeared did Lion and the others breathe a sigh of relief, collapsing to the ground in exhaustion.

Once recovered, someone mocked, “A Light Rank little monster—those demons are in for it.”

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Lion nodded in agreement, “Even the top contender on the monthly leaderboard wouldn’t stand a chance.”

The braided woman wielding a long spear sneered, “Hmph, better not get too cocky. If over a hundred people focus their attacks, even that little monster can’t protect him.”

…

Centered around the purple light pillar, the western battlefield was the most brutal.

Volgan led over a hundred men charging in but fell into a demon ambush.

Among the top hundred on the demons’ monthly leaderboard, ten were present, including [Skeleton] Sarel’s daughter, [Shadow Flower] Sani.

In the sky, Volgan roared repeatedly, sending streams of air bullets toward the purple-haired girl, Sani.

But her movements were quick and slippery like a fish; behind her shimmered dazzling purple Light Wings.

These were not Magic Feather Wings but a rare Flying Skill.

Sani’s profession as an assassin already granted her high agility, and with the Flying Skill, Volgan found her an even more difficult opponent.

In a direct fight, he was confident he could finish her off in three punches, but after fighting for dozens of minutes, he had been mostly on the receiving end.

Volgan scanned the surroundings. The sky was filled with demons, confining the remaining adventurers from Mystic Continent within a tight circle.

On the outskirts, mages were chanting spells, manifesting colorful Magic Circles out of thin air.

Even Heavy Armored Warriors couldn’t withstand such concentrated attacks.

A trap like this left only two options: breakthrough or eternal despair amidst the cold winds and rain.

Volgan laughed heartily.

Battling—what a thrill!

His talent, [Proud Wolf], activated!

The more intense Volgan’s Fighting Spirit, the greater his strength grew. He placed his fists at his waist, bellowed furiously, and his muscles swelled several times, exuding an overwhelming aura.

At that moment, Sani gripped her short dagger, her figure concealed within a dark cloud.

She licked her lips, a seductive smile appearing on her face, “This is the way it should be. A head ranked 66 on the leaderboard is enough to earn special recognition from the Demon King’s Castle. Volgan, you’re worth me using my Ultimate Skill [Soul Slash].”

Just as Sani was about to strike—

Bang!

A golden palm slammed into the dark cloud.

The palm aimed for a nearby wind-based mage who had been secretly accumulating power.

But the palm was too large—it struck Sani, hidden in the dark cloud, as well.

Sani clearly heard the sound of her body shattering, her bones and organs instantly reduced to debris.

The slim form wrapped in a tight black suit fell like a wilted flower, plunging straight toward the ground.

Her final thoughts flashed with the image of her brother’s gentle smile.

Lin Da brushed past Sani without even pausing.

In Lin Da’s eyes, whether they were level 41 or 49 made no difference—they all couldn’t withstand a single slap from Habi.

He glanced briefly before withdrawing his gaze, flying deeper into the battlefield.

As for gathering demonic horns, he’d deal with that later; surely, no one would dare touch his spoils.

…

Lin Da and Habi’s arrival was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, leaving everyone on the western battlefield stunned.

The addition of a Light Rank adventurer was like tossing a boulder into a lake—the deadlock ruptured instantly.