Chapter 51: Isn't This Just Bullying? The Headless Knight Appears!

When Zhou Quan uttered the words, "Let us speak Chinese," Red Hat received a revelation from the ethereal void, instantly understanding the meaning behind the phrase.

His mouth gaped wide open, yet no sound came out.

The spell was stuck in his throat, neither going up nor down, feeling rather like a lump of sticky, bubbling phlegm.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Red Hat held his breath until his face turned as crimson as his cap, and finally, he managed to choke out a single sentence.

"Fuck your mother!"

Spells, in essence, were languages used to implore the gods for assistance.

Only when the transcendent cycle reached its zenith, with old deities continuously falling and new ones emerging in endless succession, would spells undergo a massive iteration.

The new transcendent cycle had just begun, and the current spellcasters were still using the incantations from the previous transcendent cycle.

That previous transcendent cycle had been several millennia ago.

Back then...

How the hell could there possibly be Modern Standard Chinese?!

Zhou Quan did not utter a sound, quietly attempting to free his arms instead.

Although it was difficult, the points of light themselves were dissipating, and he was already barely able to move.

Red Hat noticed this as well.

He did not turn and run, because no matter how physically fit he was, it was impossible for him to outrun a werewolf transcendent—especially a crowned werewolf transcendent.

The king of wolf-pelt-wearing athletes!

"Damn it!"

Red Hat racked his brains, stammering as he chanted, "Corpses... glowing... in the ditches..."

"Listen to me... thank you..."

At that moment, Red Hat saw the corner of the werewolf's mouth twitch.

Was he smiling?

He was definitely smiling!

"Ah!" Red Hat felt as though his lungs were about to explode with rage, coupled with a surge of terror.

He only possessed a single life-saving magical item.

Once this werewolf broke free from his restraints, his chances of survival would be slim indeed!

"Urence, hurry up and help!"

Red Hat shouted at the top of his lungs.

A subtle change crossed Zhou Quan's expression, and he thrashed his arms harder, hoping to break free all the sooner.

While calling for help, Red Hat remained idle no longer; he picked up Fu Qingshan's saber, rushed behind Zhou Quan, and hacked fiercely at the werewolf's neck.

Thud!

The blade struck Zhou Quan's neck with a dull sound.

A few tufts of wolf fur drifted down into the air.

Red Hat was dumbfounded.

He lifted the saber to inspect it; the blade was sharp and completely fine.

Since there was nothing wrong with the blade, then the problem lay with...

"Help!"

"Urence! Come and save me!"

Red Hat felt completely numb.

He raised the horse-chopping saber and began hacking frantically at Zhou Quan's neck.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Watching the tufts of wolf fur drift down one after another, despair welled up in Red Hat's heart, causing him to abandon the furious hacking in favor of screaming for rescue.

"Help! Help me!"

By this point, he had already guessed Zhou Quan's identity.

A lunatic! A psychotic serial killer!

If one fell into this monster's hands, they wouldn't even have a complete corpse left to piece together after death!

Zhou Quan tried kicking Red Hat a few times, but finding he couldn't reach him, he simply ignored the fellow.

This body was far more resilient to beatings than he had imagined; Red Hat's hacking felt like nothing more than a mild massage. His top priority right now was to break free as quickly as possible.

Zhou Quan gathered his breath into his lower dantian and exerted force to pull his arms outward.

By now, the points of light had dissipated by a third, and accompanied by his exertion, his arms slowly and steadily moved outward.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Heavy footsteps echoed from the shadows in the distance.

A look of joy appeared on Red Hat's face.

Dropping the saber, he sprinted like the wind toward the direction of the sound.

Hearing the commotion, Zhou Quan grew anxious.

With his back turned to the source of the footsteps, he had no idea what was happening behind him.

"Haha! Urence!"

"I leave him to you!"

Whoosh—a tremendous whistling sound tore through the air above his head.

Zhou Quan abruptly broke free from the binding of the points of light, instinctively lunging forward. Almost simultaneously, the sound of a heavy object crashing to the ground rang out behind him.

Boom!!!

The entire ground trembled.

Zhou Quan hurriedly spun around, and a robust figure entered his field of vision.

This individual was about two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over, rendered majestic and solemn by a suit of armor steeped in medieval aesthetics.

Yet, he had no head.

In place of a head was merely a short black rod.

"A headless knight," Zhou Quan murmured.

He had finally appeared! The true protagonist of tonight!

"Urence, give me your head." Red Hat stood not far away, reaching his hand out toward the headless knight with a look of eager expectation.

Without turning a head it didn't have, the headless knight unstrapped the safety box from its back and tossed it to Red Hat.

Although it had no head to turn, its throw was remarkably accurate, and the safety box landed precisely at Red Hat's feet.

Zhou Quan's heart tightened.

He stared fixedly at Red Hat, and within his mind, Red Hat's body lit up with a vivid crimson outline.

In a flash...

The headless knight leaped toward Zhou Quan like a cannonball, delivering a direct punch to Zhou Quan's chest that sent him soaring high into the air.

Zhou Quan tumbled as he flew back over ten meters, slamming into a wall and collapsing face down, motionless.

"Well done, Urence!"

Red Hat clapped in applause. "The two of us are truly formidable!"

"Kill him right now!"

The situation had turned drastically!

The headless knight stomped heavily on the ground, leaped into the air, and brought his foot down viciously toward Zhou Quan's head.

A ferocious smile appeared on Red Hat's face; he could already picture Zhou Quan's skull exploding beneath the headless knight's heel.

At the most critical juncture, a graceful figure darted out from the side.

"Levitation curse!"

Zhai Qingwu panted heavily, raising her hands high as she shot a twisting black thread toward the headless knight.

Swish!

The black thread symbolizing the curse shot forward, but just as it was about to pierce the headless knight's body, it suddenly pulled taut like a fishhook cast to its absolute limit, snapping back.

Zhai Qingwu's heart skipped a beat.

We're totally screwed!

She was just a fraction of a second too far!

She possessed no teleportation ability; upon discovering that Zhou Quan had vanished, she had hurried downstairs, yet she was still a hair too late.

The headless knight's foot descended with crushing force!

Boom!!!

Zhai Qingwu found it too agonizing to watch.

Yet after two seconds, she realized things were not unfolding the way she had imagined.

"What on earth is that?" Red Hat rubbed his eyes.

A pair of arms wreathed in black mist protruded from Zhou Quan's body, crossing diagonally upward to block the headless knight's seemingly inevitable stomp.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

A whisper echoed in the air.

The voice was faint yet exceptionally clear, as though it were rising from the very depths of the listener's soul.

"I am the enemy of justice."

"It's all my fault, it's entirely my fault."

"I confess to everyone."

Amidst the low murmurs, a blurred face pushed its way out from the back of Zhou Quan's head.

Black mist spilled from Zhou Quan's pores, forming a swaying, unstable torso that writhed and struggled as it tried to tear itself free from Zhou Quan's body.

The headless knight remained expressionless; slowly raising his foot, the hard heel reflected the light in everyone's eyes like a gleaming silver dagger.

At that exact moment, Li Muchi emerged from Zhai Qingwu's shadow.

"Get away from my god!" He raised his Authority high.

Bang!

A milky-white stream of light erupted from the muzzle, striking the headless knight squarely.

Boom!!!!

The headless knight failed to deliver his stomp; his entire body was blasted sideways, slamming into an unfinished building a dozen meters away.

The load-bearing pillar was indented with a massive web of cracks, emitting a teeth-setting squeal of strain.

Amidst the deafening roar, Zhou Quan trembled slightly and opened his eyes. Within his mind, Red Hat's outline glowed with a blinding, purplish hue...