Light Fortress-Chapter 1409 - 179: Gluttonous Transformation_3

It felt as if all the organs in my body were turning into rusty iron.

Luckily, that one strike ultimately missed its mark; it hadn’t landed directly on my heart, or I might have already been dead.

At the final moment, Zhuang Su’s Spirit successfully pierced into Shen Li’s Spirit Sea, leading to this "mutual destruction" outcome.

He stared into the distant forest where dust was churning, unable to see Shen Li’s silhouette.

"Did it work..."

Mr. Zhuang’s mood was uneasy, unsure if his Spiritual Attack had been effective.

The Beast Tide rumbled beneath him. These Beast Spirits, whose attack intentions were very clear, no longer actively provoked after Shen Li’s out-of-control breakthrough... At this moment, amidst the normal march of the Beast Tide and its chaotic noise, Zhuang Su caught a sharp whistling!

"Swoosh!"

An iron leaf flew by, piercing through his shoulder and bringing out a spray of blood—

the wound torn by the Iron Eater, even the blood carried the smell of rust!

Zhuang Su’s pupils contracted as he looked incredulously at the distance. At the spot where they’d clashed earlier, a figure was leisurely sitting on a tree trunk, appearing unscathed by any Spiritual damage...

Shen Li, whose mind was shrouded by the Iron Eater, was sitting on the tree trunk at this moment, legs crossed, one hand pressing on the knee, the other supporting the chin, with a look of pity and disdain, staring at Zhuang Su, locking him in.

The wind blew against the iron cloak, producing a loud noise.

The shadow of the Iron Eater hovered behind him, casually plucking a handful of leaves.

Shen Li made a flicking motion with his fingers—

"Swoosh!"

The second iron leaf was thrown by the Iron Eater, this time aiming for Zhuang Su’s cheek, with another burst of rusty blood flying out.

Mr. Zhuang was stunned and lost in thought.

His Spiritual Attack had no effect on the out-of-control Shen Li?

If that were the case, then that misaligned iron-blue handprint on his chest was done deliberately...

"Xiao Shen" didn’t want to kill him directly but rather intended to torture him to death slowly.

He snapped back to reality, suddenly understanding the reason for his Spiritual Attack’s failure—what was now attacking him was no longer the Shen Li he knew, but that ominously floating iron-blue phantom.

In other words, the Iron Eater had developed its own consciousness due to the out-of-control state, taking over Shen Li’s body.

But it was still Shen Li bearing the brunt of his Spiritual Attack.

To change this situation, a more penetrating Spiritual attack was needed, one that went straight into the Heart Sea!

But Zhuang Su confessed to himself that he didn’t have such an ability.

The third iron leaf was being toyed with in the grasp of the Iron Eater.

Mr. Zhuang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and awaited the final judgment of fate—

But after he closed his eyes, the third iron leaf didn’t shoot out.

Below, the Beast Tide was chaotic and tumultuous.

Yet the world above the forest became unusually quiet.

"Mr. Zhuang..."

A familiar, gentle voice echoed through the woods.

"Sorry, I’m late."

Zhuang Su was taken aback, then slowly opened his eyes. Perhaps due to the "ironization" of his body, his vision was a bit blurred. Several seconds later, the scene on the distant giant tree branches overlapped and became clear:

Shen Li, who had previously been sitting leisurely on the trunk, had already stood up at some point. He looked extremely distressed and furious, struggling desperately. The shadow of the Iron Eater behind him was also incessantly rolling, swirling like a dark demon.

But neither could move an inch.

Because a hand, light as a feather, rested on Shen Li’s shoulder.

Just with this touch, it was like a mountain of a thousand pounds, pressing the Iron Eater immobile.

Gu Shen spoke calmly: "Leave the rest to me."