Chapter 172 - 171: A Sky Full of Silken Rain
Chapter 172: Chapter 171: A Sky Full of Silken Rain
Although a hole had been torn in Gu Qing’s body, not much blood flowed out.
Her Self-Healing ability was already working to rapidly treat the wound.
Gu Qing felt the pain, but it wasn’t enough to even make her cry out.
Zuo Yuan smiled. "How do you like that? About to collapse, are you?"
Gu Qing didn’t feel like talking.
Instead, she just advanced rapidly, closing the distance between them.
Zuo Yuan summoned five more Spiritual Arrows. "You’re fast, but not fast enough. And the way you flaunt that figure of yours is just disgusting."
Gu Qing laughed. "I’m not going to give you a quick and easy death."
Zuo Yuan drew her Bow. "Ooh, how scary. Such a terrifying death threat. I, on the other hand, will give you a quick death. Hit!"
She fired another five Spiritual Arrows.
A piercing whistle cut through the air.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Gu Qing threw her Iron Shield.
The Iron Shield was knocked wildly about in mid-air.
But it managed to block three of the Spiritual Arrows.
WHOOSH~
Gu Qing extended both her hands.
A dense flurry of red Silk Threads shot out.
However...
These fine Silk Threads couldn’t stop the power of the Spiritual Arrows. The remaining two were merely slowed down.
But in the end, they still struck Gu Qing’s body.
Zuo Yuan snorted. "Hmph, childish."
Gu Qing chuckled. "Heh, childish?"
Zuo Yuan: "Hm?"
She suddenly saw that the red Silk Threads hadn’t stopped; they were coming right for her face.
’From this far away?’
’These Silk Threads can shoot from over twenty meters away?’
Although Zuo Yuan looked down on the Silk Threads, she dodged them instinctively.
She didn’t know what the Silk Threads did, but when an enemy shoots something at you, dodging is never the wrong move.
But the Blood Race Soldiers behind her couldn’t react in time and were sprayed all over.
It wasn’t a large amount of Silk Thread.
Although it was sticky, it didn’t seem to have much of an effect.
The Soldiers tugged at it a few times, then ignored it and continued to advance.
Zuo Yuan drew her Bow again.
This was the moment Gu Qing had been waiting for.
PFT!
Her mouth opened.
A thick, white strand of silk, even faster than before, shot out.
"How disgusting!"
Zuo Yuan continued to dodge.
In two seconds, Gu Qing closed the distance between them again.
Seventeen meters. Thirteen meters.
’That’s close enough.’
Zuo Yuan was so busy dodging she had no time to draw her Bow.
"Keep dodging!"
Gu Qing spread her hands wide.
Red Silk Threads erupted from her palms.
They fluttered down like a sky full of red rain.
Zuo Yuan looked up to see the sky before her completely covered by the Silk Threads.
"What the hell is this stuff?"
Zuo Yuan tried to retreat rapidly, but the Blood Race Soldiers behind her blocked her path.
"Get out of my way! Don’t block me!"
The Blood Race Soldiers’ formation was thrown into disarray.
But Zuo Yuan still couldn’t escape the Silk Threads.
Sticky, sticky, sticky.
Everything was sticky.
It was fine on her Armor, not a big deal.
But the strands that landed on her face severely affected her vision.
And they were incredibly itchy.
She tore the Spider Silk from her face, but that only pulled more strands from elsewhere onto it.
She pulled at them frantically, but the strands wouldn’t break, and she couldn’t get them all off.
"Aaargh!"
After struggling for a moment, Zuo Yuan gave up.
’It doesn’t do any Damage anyway. If it’s sticky, so be it.’
"So disgusting. I thought it was corrosive or poisonous, but it’s just sticky. What a useless Skill!"
Zuo Yuan ignored the Silk Threads still spraying toward her and summoned five more Spiritual Arrows.
Fire!
The Arrows were ensnared by the increasingly dense web of Silk Threads, and their speed dropped dramatically.
Gu Qing dodged them easily.
"Hmph, I’m already sick of seeing those Arrows. Don’t you have any new tricks?"
"This one move is more than enough to kill you!"
Zuo Yuan drew her Bow again.
But this time, she found it incredibly difficult to raise her arm.
She looked down.
’There are some Silk Threads on my Arm Armor, but not that many...’
’Is it already affecting me?’
Zuo Yuan gritted her teeth and tried to forcefully draw the Bow.
She couldn’t even draw it fully.
The bowstring was tangled in fine Silk Threads, making it incredibly difficult to pull.
’This is bad...’
Alarmed, Zuo Yuan quickly commanded her Soldiers.
"Go! All of you, now! Stab that woman to death!"
"Yes, ma’am!"
The Blood Race Soldiers hadn’t engaged in combat yet, so their Morale was still intact.
They charged toward Gu Qing, right into the storm of Silk Threads.
Gu Qing smiled. "Everyone find a target and kill them with everything you’ve got! Female Militia, join in! Surround and eliminate the enemy soldiers quickly!"
"Sister Gu Qing, don’t you need our help to kill their Hero?"
Gu Qing shook her head. "No. Leave that woman to me. It’s sixty of you against fifty of them. Finish them off as quickly as you can. Then we’ll go help Tang Ruan. She’s under too much pressure over there."
"Yes, ma’am!"
The Female Soldiers behind her all fixed their gazes on the enemy and charged, raising their Iron Sabers.
They activated Continuous Dance.
A flurry of flashing blades followed.
The Blood Race Warriors disdainfully summoned their Spiritual Shields.
But... it was a bit difficult to raise their arms.
Their right hands prepared the Combat Skill—Direct Stab.
But their right hands were also tangled in Silk Threads.
The effect wasn’t huge, but it significantly impacted their Accuracy.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The Female Soldiers of the Gu Qing Team were probably having the easiest fight.
Gu Qing had already sprayed a massive amount of Silk Thread, restricting the enemy Soldiers’ movements.
While the effect wasn’t massive, their Movement Speed, Attack Speed, Accuracy, and Evasion were all subtly affected.
Moreover, Gu Qing hadn’t brought those ten Soldiers to surround Zuo Yuan, instead letting her Female Soldiers deal with the enemy Soldiers.
As a result.
The women of the Gu Qing Team had both a numerical and a tactical advantage.
They had the upper hand from the very start of the engagement.
They all knew they were in an ideal situation and didn’t waste this advantage.
Gritting their teeth, they hacked and slashed relentlessly.
Not a single woman let her Continuous Dance falter.
’Just take one of them down, and I’ve done my part!’
Holding this conviction, they faced the short blades of the Blood Race Warriors head-on.
If they could block with their Shields, they did. If not, so be it.
The Blood Race Warriors were beaten back, steadily retreating.
Outnumbered, how could they possibly stand against these Peach Blossom Women with their iron wills?
Soon, the silk-entangled Blood Race began to suffer casualties.
With every kill, the women would let out an excited cry.
Each cry sent a shiver down the spines of the Blood Race.
Their Morale plummeted.
Soon, it collapsed completely.
They tried to flee.
A moment ago, they hadn’t thought the Silk Threads had much of an effect.
But as they started to run, it felt as if hundreds of tiny hands were pulling at them, severely affecting their speed.
They instinctively looked for Zuo Yuan.
Only to find Zuo Yuan being utterly dominated by Gu Qing.
Zuo Yuan’s original plan to have her Soldiers surround and kill Gu Qing was nothing but a fool’s dream.
Gu Qing’s base agility was 7, already a Level higher than that of an Elf.
On top of that, she also had long, Elf-like legs, allowing her to take long, light strides with every step.
And then there was the speed Bonus from her Silk Stockings.
Never mind the Blood Race Soldiers; even Zuo Yuan wasn’t fast enough to catch her.
And now, she was the one chasing Zuo Yuan.
Spraying Silk as she ran.
Soon, Zuo Yuan’s legs were completely immobilized.
Gu Qing’s Silk Threads didn’t need to wrap around her legs; they just needed to stick to them.
Between her feet, between her calves, in the creases of her knees, and at the tops of her thighs—everywhere was covered in the viscous Silk Threads.
Zuo Yuan couldn’t move her legs at all.