The Demonic Messenger collapsed.
They had just used every trick in the book—hallucination, poisoning, blinding, ignition. With over a hundred Demonic Messengers, surely some of them possessed seemingly inescapable Demonic Path Tokens capable of bypassing defensive items and taking effect directly. Even a Military Town Third Transition would be tortured nearly to death by so many negative statuses, even if they did not die outright.
Yet none of it worked.
It was useless!
The middle-aged Helan Xun at least dodged occasionally, while the youthful and arrogant Helan Jade simply didn't bother to dodge. Unless it was some disgusting attack like a monkey using a poop-covered mop to steal peaches, he simply took everything. His upper garments were in tatters, so he casually ripped them apart, revealing his muscular physique adorned with tattoos of tigers, dragon elephants, golden eagles, and other rare beasts—clearly the Hundred Beasts Tattoo!
