Doctor of Science's Journey into Another World

Chapter 462 Dead End

On an isolated island in the Northern Void Strait, ten demon hunters in white robes were arguing around a bonfire that had just been extinguished. On the bonfire was a ghost fish with only bones left, and on the ground were hundreds of tiny fish bones, which were deliberately arranged into a few large flowing characters and an upside-down exclamation mark.

That is the common language of the Walterland continent: It tastes terrible.

"Captain, I've already said that the devil would rest on the island in the strait. He is still just a mortal body, so he must eat!"

A hot young woman frowned upon hearing this and glanced at the large words spelled with fish bones on the ground, especially the upside-down exclamation mark. Almost all demon hunters in the White Sun Sect knew that this was the handwriting of the infamous Maple Demon and a boring writing habit.

"It's too late to say more," Saint Mia No. 1 sighed, turned around and whispered to another short red-haired girl, "No. 6, have you found his direction?"

Saint Mia No. 6 shook his head, then grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and licked it, saying uncertainly: "The direction he left... there is a 40% probability that it is the Walterland Continent, a 15% probability that it is the Northern Void Continent, a 20% probability that it is the Demon Realm, and a 25% probability that... he did not leave."

"Not gone?!" Saint Mia No. 1 said in disbelief, "You mean that guy might still be on this island?"

Before Saint Mia No. 6 could reply, the black mud beneath her suddenly turned green. In just a moment, Saint Mia No. 6's feet were assimilated into green mud from bottom to top, from the soles to the ankles, and from the ankles to the calves...

All this happened in less than a second, and Saint Mia No. 6 had lost both his legs before he could even react. Saint Mia No. 1, who was standing by, saw this and immediately swung his knife to cut off his calves below the knees. A large amount of blood gushed out instantly, dyeing the dark green mud on the ground black.

"Number four!" Saint Mia No. 1 turned around and shouted.

A burly middle-aged man with red hair responded in a muffled voice, then he stuck his hands directly into the ground. In an instant, the land within a hundred meters radius was all ablaze, including the green mud and sand under Saint Mia No. 6.

The ten members of the Saint Mia team were not burned by the fierce flames. Instead, the bleeding of Saint Mia No. 6's legs that had just been severed had stopped and were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Unfortunately, Saint Mia No. 6 could not regenerate her limbs, and her pair of calves had forever turned into dark green mud and sand.

“Hahaha, the Endless Fire Domain of the Saint Mia team is worthy of being the strongest barrier magic of the Baiyang Sect. It broke my Life-Destroying Sand so easily.” A slightly immature young male voice suddenly sounded from the sky, but the ten members of the Saint Mia team were staring straight at a sea tree a hundred meters away.

Saint Mia No. 4321 showed a hint of ecstasy for a moment, but became calm again after a moment, and just said in a deep voice: " formation, No. is the center of the formation, disperse!"

Upon hearing this, No. 6, who had lost both legs, immediately began to chant a spell and formed an extremely complicated hand seal with his hands. The other nine demon hunters, including Saint Mia No. 1, had already scattered. Only a few seconds later, a terrifyingly huge pillar of fire fell from the sky and instantly turned the sea tree a hundred meters away into charcoal.

"Hmph, die."

Feng suddenly raised a huge bone sickle and teleported to the side of Saint Mia No. 6, and swung it heavily at Saint Mia No. 6 with the torn space. There was no doubt that the bone sickle could destroy all matter in its attack path, even time and space.

However, Saint Mia No. 6 did not move at all, and did not even look at Feng with a crazy expression. She just sat cross-legged on the spot and recited the spell quickly. Before the bone sickle arrived, the hairs on Tamia No. 6's body were already standing up, and the instinct for survival made her body tremble uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a pair of white and well-proportioned beautiful legs swept towards Feng in an extremely simple manner. Although this sweep did not have the exaggerated momentum of the bone sickle, Feng gave up the sneak attack at the first moment and decisively disappeared beside Saint Mia No. 6.

"boom"

As Tamia No. 1's sweep failed, a large fan-shaped area of ​​space on the left of Tamia No. 6 suddenly shattered. Countless spatial cracks and countless spatial gusts of wind perfectly demonstrated how correct Feng's decision just now was. If he insisted on using the bone sickle to attack Tamia No. 6, Feng would probably have been reduced to ashes by now.

"Tsk, what a quick reaction." Tamia No. 1 took a light sip and then looked coldly at a huge rock in the distance.

A red cloak was dancing wildly with the sea breeze. Feng, wearing a yellow tights, stood on the boulder with a calm face. The red gloves in his hands were shining strangely coldly under the blazing flames around him, and his bald round head was also shining.

Feng casually glanced at the other members of the Saint Mia team who were ready to go, shook his head, then touched his smooth head and sighed: "Alas, why is it that every time I use Lady Iris's power, my hair falls out?"

No one at the scene responded to Feng's self-mockery. Instead, another pillar of fire fell from the sky, and the boulder was immediately melted by the terrifying high temperature of the pillar of fire. However, Feng did not dodge. Instead, he raised his fist high and bathed in the flames, like a tyrant who looked down on everything.

A few seconds later, the pillar of fire dissipated. Feng stood unscathed in a deep pit, posing in a chic manner. The sea breeze gently blew his red cloak. Feng smiled and said, "You guys are just like this..."

Before Feng could finish his words, three figures suddenly appeared beside him, attacking Feng with copper hammers, giant swords and spears at the same time. At the same time, a pair of strange bloody hands emerged from the scorched earth under Feng's feet, and then grabbed Feng's feet as he was about to exert force.

In an instant, Feng felt that his body was as heavy as an old tree that was about to die. The magic and divine power in his body became uncontrollable and stagnated in his blood vessels like grains of sand soaked in sea water. Not only that, the time and space around Feng were also firmly locked by the pair of bloody hands.

In the distance, in the center of the endless fire domain, Saint Mia No. 6 was panting with sweat all over her forehead. Her slender hands, which were originally fair and delicate, were now covered in blood. Upon closer inspection, they were exactly the same hands as the ones that grabbed Feng's feet.

High in the sky, Saint Mia No. 1 held up a deep blue fireball the size of a fist, staring intently at Feng who was in desperate situation. If anything unexpected happened, Saint Mia No. 1 would use the fireball in her hand to correct it, using this super-high-level fireball technique that condensed all her elemental magic.

Faced with such a dead end, Feng actually closed his eyes, like a camel burying its head in the ground when it encountered danger. In just a moment, the power of destiny from Iris in Feng's body suddenly flowed at high speed and finally all gathered on his left fist.