Chapter 14 Gale of Blades, Cold Light Under the Moon

Lutt had only partially recovered from Red Iron's attack. Now, the Blade-less Swordsman had suddenly arrived from behind, presenting a golden opportunity.

The semi-solid metal in the air was once again subjected to a dense rain of slashes. Unable to sustain itself, it scattered and fell to the ground like rain.

The Blade-less Swordsman didn't relax after executing his move. He immediately retreated several zhang, took a pineapple-shaped golden object from his bag, and threw it, shouting, "Watch out!"

This warning was undoubtedly for Red Iron.

With Red Iron's alertness, he naturally realized what the other party intended. Despite his injuries, his speed was undiminished. He landed on one foot, leaped sideways, and moved like a gust of wind and a flash of lightning, instantly dodging ten meters away.

At this moment, the object thrown by the Blade-less Swordsman landed right in the middle of the liquid metal scattered on the ground.

[Name: Holy Grenade]
[Type: Consumable]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Effect: Generates a powerful and stable explosive attack]
[Note: One of the most powerful weapons in Worms World. The Holy Grenade will not bounce upon contact with physical surfaces, nor is it affected by wind. The explosion is delayed by three seconds, affecting a radius of twelve yards. There are no fragments, and its power is entirely concentrated within the blast radius.]

"Hallelujah~" The Holy Grenade curiously emitted this sound just before exploding. The singing sounded like a whole chorus of aunties performing live, full of vigor.

Boom—

After the singing, white light exploded. The area where Lutt was located was instantly engulfed by a white sphere with a radius of twelve yards.

The explosion was fleeting, leaving a semicircular crater in the ground. Lutt seemed to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

"She shouldn't be able to respawn this time..." Drunken Reverie murmured as he watched from a distance.

During the previous series of battles, Drunken Reverie had taken the opportunity to tend to his injuries. Only now had the dozens of wounds inflicted by Quidor finally stopped bleeding completely.

"We can't relax yet. There are still five left." Honghu drew his bow, aiming at the five Tier 3 Derivatives returning to the battlefield.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!" Pegasus Soaring Through the Sky shouted and charged forward. Because Quidor and Lutt were too fast, he hadn't found an opportunity to show off his skills. Now that he finally could, he was putting in extra effort.

"It's not your turn to run wild!" Quidor's intermittent voice came again, but his supersonic twin swords were even faster, already attacking.

Clang—

Red Iron's scarlet battle qi ignited again, and he blocked Quidor once more. He parried the other's short sword with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, saying in a deep voice, "I'm your opponent."

"Courting death!" Quidor roared, launching another attack. His twin swords were like a storm, still fierce.

Quidor knew that Red Iron, heavily injured by Lutt, was at his limit and could be defeated in a moment.

However, at that instant, two swift swords suddenly appeared from the side, covering Red Iron in a pincer formation.

"Brother Chan, your sword is a bit slow." Sword Shadow Amidst Frenzy said while attacking, speaking to Dreamy Zen on the other side.

"Hic~" Dreamy Zen wielded his sword with his right hand and held a bottle of beer in his left, hiccuping as he replied, "I'm just matching your pace..."

"Tch... more meddlers?" Quidor hadn't expected two more strong players to suddenly appear.

These two were highly skilled swordsmen, and their speed was no less than Drunken Reverie's. In a one-on-one fight, Quidor wouldn't be afraid; he could still maintain the upper hand. But now... it was three against one; a heavily injured Red Iron, plus two top players specializing in speed attacks. This combination was barely able to fight Quidor, who was only slightly injured, to a standstill.

With Quidor restrained here, the Derivatives on the other side were naturally going to suffer.

Honghu, Pegasus Soaring Through the Sky, and Uncle Worthless took the opportunity to attack the five Derivatives.

Light arrows, fist shadows, and palm winds surged forth.

In an instant, the five already injured Derivatives were suppressed and retreated, unable to resist.

"Don't waste time." A clear voice spoke, accompanied by a handsome figure.

Laughing Ask the Heavens stepped forward and waved his hands, unleashing a [Sweeping Thousand Peaks] attack. With overwhelming force, he turned the five Derivatives into white light.

"Looks like I didn't need to make a move." Only Not Afraid lagged behind.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Drunken Reverie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Phew... then, as long as we take down that hobbit, this crisis will be resolv..."

"Hey!" At this moment, Gluttonous Ghost's figure suddenly appeared at the other end of the street. His expression was more anxious than anyone else's. "What are you all looking at!"

This sentence made the players realize something again...

"Could it be..." The Blade-less Swordsman, who was closest, took a few steps forward and stared into the crater created by the Holy Grenade.

With one look, his expression changed drastically.

He saw that metallic liquid was still wriggling in the cracks at the bottom of the crater...

"She's still alive!" The Blade-less Swordsman realized this and immediately raised his blade, launching another killing move.

"Don't use energy attacks!" Gluttonous Ghost shouted, but it was too late. He was too far away and couldn't stop him.

Faced with the metal liquid spread like a spider web at the bottom of the pit, nine out of ten people would use energy attacks. After all, not everyone could see the truth in data form like Ghost.

So... the blade qi struck the metal liquid.

The next second, the liquid boiled and surged violently, suddenly merging together and reforming into a human shape.

The players' hearts, which had just sunk, were raised again as Lutt slowly rose...

"I hate the seventh form..." Lutt muttered to herself, "It's very inconvenient..." Before she finished speaking, she stepped into the air and charged towards the Blade-less Swordsman, "It's all your fault..."

Thud—

After a crisp sound, the Blade-less Swordsman's head exploded like a watermelon.

"Oh... your headgear is really hard..." Lutt said, stretching her fingers.

In her seventh form, her appearance had undergone significant changes. Simply put... she had "giantified." The current Lutt was nearly two and a half meters tall, but her body proportions were still the same as before, and her skin was still a mercury-like metallic color. In addition, thick metal cocoons had grown at her joints, like armor attached to her body.

"Monster! Pay with your life!" Seeing his brother casually killed by the other party, Laughing Ask the Heavens was immediately enraged. He strode towards Lutt, his killing move ready to be unleashed.