Chapter 13 Hourglass

The hourglass ran out, and time flowed again.

Dan Chenzi's remaining flying swords arrived later but struck first, scattering in the air and stabbing at Zhanlu from all directions.

Ding ding ding—

Zhanlu, already prepared, wildly brandished his long sword. Sword-light formed a seamless net around his body.

At the same time, he hurled the briefcase in his left hand toward the side of Truth in the distance.

The carnivorous creeper under Truth's feet opened its bloody maw, swallowing the briefcase containing Dan Chenzi's sword box.

With a low roar, the plant tendrils extending from its body plunged into the soil below,

Propelling Truth backward like a spring.

They had discussed their strategy within the time-stopped area of the [Time Management Hourglass for Communication].

Truth, Hohenheim, and Taihao would try to entangle the Wild Lion as much as possible.

Li Yi and Zhanlu would deal with Dan Chenzi.

Raging Fire and Amberly would be responsible for resolving the situation with the blind monk.

The situation was tense. No one could say what those gray-robed figures surrounding the security door would do,

Or which support, from Earth players or alien cultivators, would arrive first.

[Ladder Cloud Steps]

Li Yi unleashed his skill, stepping on invisible stairs. He swung his long spear horizontally, striking a flying sword. At the same time, a mass of plant fibers mixed with divine power extended from his hand, attempting to bind the sword's body.

Having witnessed Disintegration's ability to break magical defenses, Dan Chenzi would not allow such an opportunity. With a thought, the flying sword vibrated and hummed, easily severing the extended plant fibers. It flew away a hundred meters, circled in the air, and attacked again.

On the other side,

The battle between the Wild Lion and Truth's group was much more intense.

The demon leader in the form of a male lion heavily stomped its front paw.

Lion claws, materialized and condensed from a massive amount of demonic energy, descended from above.

The carnivorous creeper controlled by Truth twisted and turned on the ground like a ballet dancer with countless legs, narrowly avoiding a direct hit from the lion claws.

However, it was still splashed by the demonic energy that erupted when the lion claws struck the ground.

Tendrils on one side of its body withered for no reason, turning ashen white.

Truth barely managed to release a Level 4 Creation Ability: [Star Matter Wall], creating a thick wall of astral material to block the flame-like demonic energy that expanded and spread wantonly.

Star matter cannot be burned through by fire or penetrated by water. It appears light and soft, but in reality, it is solid and heavy, especially after being compressed and reinforced with psionic energy.

"Hoo..."

Truth saw the demonic energy flames on the carnivorous creeper and the astral wall gradually extinguished. A sigh escaped from beneath the shadow of his hood.

"Sheti is off course, Mengzou has no record..."

Taihao rushed forward. The Qi Dragon in his hand suddenly disintegrated, transforming into a sky full of clouds and mist, evolving into visions of sun, moon, stars, mountains, and seas, suppressing the lion claws formed by the Wild Lion's demonic energy.

Seemingly slow but actually fast, it slowly rotated, grinding the lion claws, rapidly transforming the demonic energy contained within into the cloud and mist itself, further expanding and perfecting the cloud and mist world.

"Words and Yin desire to transform, all things harmonize."

Taihao's face was pale. He accepted the magic potion thrown by Truth and drank it in one gulp, while completely not delaying the cloud and mist world from continuing to extract and purify demonic energy.

"Your soul is deeply sinful and cannot be redeemed..."

Hohenheim chanted loudly, holding the seemingly never-ending *Book of Sand* in his hand. His body constantly merged into the ground, reappearing a hundred meters away, dodging demonic energy like a groundhog.

The incantations he chanted condensed into some kind of obscure and sinister power.

From the ceiling dome, narrow, reddish eyes grew, gazing greedily at the Wild Lion below, and the gray-robed figures beside it.

The thirteen gray-robed people seemed focused on guiding out the power of something "below" the security door, paying no attention to what was happening outside.

They allowed those narrow, reddish eyeballs to rapidly proliferate, drooping down like ripe grapes.

"Hmph..."

The Wild Lion snorted coldly.

The demonic energy flowing slowly, visible to the naked eye, suddenly solidified, silently suspended as if time had stopped.

Then came...the surge.

The demonic energy rapidly swirled.

The Wild Lion stood on the ground, like the eye of a hurricane. The wildly rotating demonic energy around it turned from black to red, slowly expanding like a Karmic Fire Red Lotus.

Hohenheim's heart sank. The *Book of Sand* in his hand flipped rapidly.

The grape eyeballs drooping from the ceiling all turned, gazing at the Wild Lion, casting all kinds of evil curses.

Physical resistance weakened, magic resistance weakened, stun spell, touch of fatigue, corrosion spell, daze spell, hypnosis spell, disrupt attack, time slowing...

The *Book of Sand* in Hohenheim's hand was one of the highest-level heirlooms in the Clock Tower.

Using this item, Hohenheim could not only release a vast and dazzling array of forbidden curses at a minimal cost,

But also coordinate with various equipment and props in the Killing Game.

For example, now, he could use those grape-like eyeballs, each a meter in diameter, to release dozens of low-level spells in one breath.

Skipping the casting process, compressing the casting time, and even eliminating the spell's flight trajectory,

Allowing it to directly affect the Wild Lion itself.

"Your sins are unforgivable, your soul is filthy..."

Hohenheim used an advanced casting technique, growing an extra tongue in his mouth, chanting spells like a duet.

The Wild Lion raised its head and looked up at the dome. All sorts of colored ripples constantly lit up in its wildly flying mane.

Hohenheim's negative spells were not without effect.

On the contrary, the Wild Lion accepted them all, accepting all negative reduction effects.

Or rather, it didn't care.

"Roar—"

The Wild Lion roared, and the surrounding hurricane demonic energy suddenly ignited.

The dense eyeballs drooping from the ceiling had no strength to struggle, and were lightly swept by the demonic flame hurricane, shattering completely.

Hohenheim's face turned pale. His feet merged into the soil, trying to teleport again through the earth.

However, the Wild Lion's demonic flame, like a prairie fire, swept over,

Instantly igniting the Qi Sea created by Taihao using the *Ten Heavenly Stems and Twelve Earthly Branches*.

Boom boom boom boom!

What cloud and mist forged sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, all turned into fuel to aid the burning in the face of the all-consuming demonic flame.

Truth, instinctively sensing something was wrong, released psionic energy early and drove the carnivorous creeper to retreat violently.

Several small shields made of star matter appeared around his body, slowly rotating to prevent further attacks from the Wild Lion.

"Leave the creeper, the demonic flame can devour energy—"

Taihao, whose face was pale because the *Ten Heavenly Stems and Twelve Earthly Branches* cloud and mist world had been destroyed, changed color and shouted loudly at Truth.

Before he finished speaking, raging flames erupted again from the wounds on the carnivorous creeper's side that had been scorched by the demonic flames.

The crimson flames instantly engulfed the creeper, and also submerged Truth standing above.