Jasper's ears started ringing as dead silence fell over the battlefield. Only two kinds of power could bring about that effect—space power and the bloody killing in darkness, a type of power genius killers wielded.
'Another genius killer is coming. I can feel it, ' Jasper thought to himself. The killer must have come for either Jasper's head or the Dark and Light Lotuses.
Bang!
Out of thin air, a bloody sword shot and broke through Jasper's Eight-Diagram Seal, setting Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4 free.
"You are here!" Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4 exclaimed in unison. They then turned toward Jasper. "You're dead, Jasper!"
Jasper would not have easily defeated them if the two killers had fought with the Shadowy Emperor Replication instead of fleeing. And now that their companion was here, they were not afraid of Jasper anymore.
Soon enough, another young man appeared, clad in all black like Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4.
There was no tinge of arrogance or menace in his gait. If anything, he looked like he could not hurt a fly, but Jasper could feel such restrained dark power emanating off him.
Together with Killer No. 3 and Killer No. 4, this newcomer could definitely defeat him, and that did not sit well with Jasper.
Jasper looked across the field where Hugh, Amanda, and the others were fighting the White King Tiger tribe. They were also fighting for their lives and were too far away to come to his aid should he need it.
"Keep fighting, Hugh. I can take care of these three," Jasper told Hugh telepathically.
He then turned to face the newcomer.
"You must be Killer No. 2," Jasper said, fighting spirit radiating from his body.
Jasper was expecting the battle. He squared his shoulders and held his chin up. His training would progress more quickly if he fought with those far greater than him.
"Yes, I am, and you are Jasper," Killer No. 2 answered.
"You dodged my first attack under such difficult circumstances. You deserve to be called a peerless genius. No wonder you defeated my two juniors."
"They would be dead by now if you hadn't come," Jasper replied.
He began summoning the Eight-Diagram power once again. He had no time to chat. After all, the killers had come to fight. It would be a battle of life and death.
Their fate was the eternal struggle between good and evil, a battle where only one could emerge victorious. Regardless of time and circumstance, once they met, they would fight. It was a rule of the martial world.
"And now that I'm here, you die," Killer No. 2 said, smiling.
Before Jasper could draw another breath, he was surrounded by the three killers.
Killer No. 4 had the Black Killing Blood Mutant while Killer No. 3 had the Bloody Killing Blood Mutant. Space power surged in the midst of Killer No. 2's bloody killing energy. He also had mutant power.
"Another type of blood mutant—Spatial Killing Blood Mutant?" Jasper said quietly.
Space power was absolutely the most difficult to deal with. It might not be the most destructive, but it was mysterious and mischievous enough to be fatal.
In a heartbeat, Jasper found himself surrounded by nine killers. His opponents finally used their blood and flesh replication skill. Their individual power was now evenly spread among their replicas, which meant each replica would be weaker than Jasper, but he was still outnumbered.
Swish!
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