Poison flames raged!
Aside from the terrifying clown, few people knew how strong this taciturn man truly was.
At this moment, the Scorpion and Bo Gang were locked in combat. Either could easily evade, yet neither retreated an inch.
The liquid within the Scorpion's jar seemed endless, suggesting it was an extremely high-grade spatial equipment.
As for Bo Gang…
There was no need to elaborate. Judging by his combat record and his considerable girth, he possessed an overwhelming advantage in stamina and endurance!
The Dao Tong felt utterly vexed.
Good news: they no longer had to worry about the circus.
Bad news: they still couldn't provide support to the battlefield.
And just then, a "poof~poof~poof~" sound emanated from the circus tent.
Carried within the foul-smelling air were dozens of corpses!
Judging by their attire, they were the bodies from just moments ago.
"Everyone, retreat quickly! Beware of a trap!"
"The despicable Northerners love to use such tricks!"
Having experienced the incidents with Dao Tong Yi and Dao Tong Bing, the Dao Tong had implemented strict checks for any returning friendly forces.
And under the watchful eyes of all the Dao Tong, the circus began to fold and transform!
Shrinking smaller and smaller…
Buildings erupted from the ground, tents and canvas being sucked in as if by a vortex!
The circus converged in the air like a folded object, and at the very center of the ground, a steel scarecrow was exposed to everyone's view.
"It's Lord Fear Bringer!"
"My Lord, are you alright? Do you require our assistance?"
The Fear Bringer turned its head, its sack-like face featuring two glowing red hollows.
The expressions of the Dao Tong stiffened, and they all retreated a few steps.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the entire circus was sucked into the chest of a clown.
Before falling, the clown tossed a trampoline onto the ground…
With a "thump~"
The clown bounced and plunged into the poison flames.
The Fear Bringer tilted its head and began to crawl rapidly on all fours, its steel claws and scythe dragging sparks on the ground…
Unfazed by poison or flame, the Fear Bringer also plunged in.
The Dao Tong swallowed their saliva.
"What do we do now? Should we go in to provide support?"
The others rolled their eyes. "If you want to go, you go! I don't want to be a burden to Lord Fear Bringer."
"Exactly, we cannot suffer unnecessary losses and increase the pressure on logistics!"
"In my opinion, it is best for everyone to temporarily withdraw and avoid the poison flames!"
"Indeed, by preserving our useful bodies, we can remain flexible and adapt as needed. We must not make pointless sacrifices!"
…
The poison flames continued to sweep.
The divine servant Shaka had remained stationary since his battles with the vampire, singer, preacher, and magician.
He sat cross-legged on a lotus, as if in deep meditation.
Facing the oncoming poison flames, Shaka did nothing. However, in an instant, a pond materialized around him, and countless lotus flowers sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain…
Purifying rainwater began to ripple across the pond…
Beneath the rainbow and the rosy clouds, all the poison flames dissolved upon approach.
Zhang Wei arrived before Shaka and marveled at the spectacle, "I never imagined that in this world… in this realm, such a wonder could exist."
The background of the Gourmet Hunter story was Blue Star.
Or rather, a parallel universe of Blue Star.
It was normal for it to possess cultures similar to Buddhism.
However, being a manga from Japan, it naturally contained many Japanese elements, with architectural styles in many places being distinctly Japanese.
Even the異種生物 (variant creatures) of the Cloud Country bore a striking resemblance to the mythical spirits of Japanese folklore.
Shaka remained silent.
He maintained his usual composed demeanor.
Zhang Wei chuckled, "You seem very aloof. Are you unwilling to deal with me, or are you focused on facing those four individuals?"
Zhang Wei had finally realized it.
With the capabilities of those four, being instantly killed was out of the question.
With such power, they could easily sweep across the entire battlefield. Why would they go through all this trouble?
Furthermore, according to intelligence, the two strongest commanders of the Cloud Country were the Bloodhound and the Rage Beast Warwick.
However, this Shaka…
Was very mysterious!
Just as Zhang Wei was about to make a move, two crimson figures descended from the sky!
"Bloodhound… Rage Beast Warwick… I knew you two were fine. Where have you been hiding all this time?"
The Bloodhound stepped forward, placed a hand on his chest, and bowed slightly, "I apologize for temporarily leaving your battle. I had matters to attend to. Moreover, avoiding your might was the best course of action for me."
Sonic the Hedgehog appeared around the Bloodhound.
Although they were both commanders, Sonic's status was clearly lower.
"Mr. Blott, I apologize, I couldn't stop him."
The Bloodhound said, "You did your best. Leave this place to me for now. Your speed will be needed elsewhere on the battlefield."
"Understood."
Zhang Wei frowned.
This Sonic was incredibly fast. While he couldn't inflict significant damage on Zhang Wei himself, his ability to move freely elsewhere would be a considerable nuisance.
Zhang Wei immediately taunted, "What? Are you afraid of dying by my fist, lacking the courage to fight beside me?"
"What did you say? Do you think your turtle-like speed, clumsy movements, and crude technique can harm me?"
Sonic was quite enraged!
This person… was so annoying!
"Enough, Sonic, you are not needed here."
"Yes, Mr. Blott."
Zhang Wei would not let them go!
"Helix Ordinary Punch, full power!"
A gust of wind howled!
It swept for thousands of meters, cleaving through the poison flames in the sky!
Aided by Zhang Wei's punch, the poison flames scattered further, engulfing some of the troops who had not yet evacuated!
Within the gale.
The Bloodhound shielded himself with his arms, remaining utterly still amidst the turbulent wind!
Subsequently, the Bloodhound seemed to activate a device, and golden electricity surged within his arms!
"I am!"
"Blott Hendel!"
"The Father of Gods bestows me strength!"
Hunting Time!
Giant crow wings enveloped the Bloodhound, and countless black feathers rained down.
Zhang Wei could not discern anything beneath the punch's wind.
The swirling dust and debris obscured everything.
By the time Zhang Wei saw the Bloodhound again, he was already at Zhang Wei's side, holding a small axe and striking before Zhang Wei could react!
Blood splattered!
The wound from this strike was not severe; the Bloodhound dared not engage Zhang Wei for too long, thus his power was somewhat insufficient.
Zhang Wei looked at the wound and said with a hint of surprise, "A crow and an axe, is this your true ability this time?"
"This is the first time I've been injured in combat after so long… I haven't been wounded in a very long time…"
"The sensation of pain is truly terrible. I am not a qualified warrior."
Zhang Wei was skilled at self-reflection.
Having experienced too many low-intensity battles, he had lost a certain level of vigilance. In that instant, he had an opportunity to activate his defenses.
"Arrogance… for so long, relying on the advantages of the Treasure Hall, my progress has been nearly unparalleled. Under these external factors, arrogance has taken root within me…"
"If I were facing a stronger enemy, perhaps that last strike would have already…"