Player Reload

There was no time to mourn for the Furious Monkey, as the Red Driver’s face was firmly gripped by five fingers. In this instant, he instinctively reviewed his entire life up to this point in his mind.

"Damn, seeing one’s life flash before one’s eyes in a comic always means certain death! No, why am I still being sarcastic at a time like this? I must have been infected by that Ant..."

This thought flickered briefly through the Driver’s mind, but to his surprise, Cliff in front of him couldn’t close his palm to crush his skull like an egg, and instead remained frozen in place.

Crack crack—

The sound of bone-on-bone friction echoed throughout Cliff’s body.

An invisible force, or more precisely, Zhao Zijing’s telekinesis, clamped down hard on Cliff’s limbs and joints, rendering him immobile.

For Zhao Zijing, restraining a high-level close-combat Transcendent was an immense burden. Her face turned red, veins on her forehead bulged, and she squeezed out a low shout from between clenched teeth, "Attack!"

Gray Rain stomped on the ground, rushed behind Cliff, her arms transformed into a giant axe, carrying the inertia of her 800-kilogram weight, and swung down at the back of his head.

Cliff descended into madness, but his combat instincts had not faded.

He felt the wind from behind, stopped struggling, and activated Six Styles Iron Block, ready to withstand the hit head-on.

Unexpectedly, Gray Rain changed tactics at the last second, dissolving the axe into liquid metal, just as it was about to hit Cliff’s head, enveloping it like a mercury sphere. "Hehehe, you really thought I haven’t watched ’One Piece’?" Gray Rain smirked evilly, a portion of the liquid mercury squirmed, trying to penetrate Cliff’s eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, to internally explode.