The sun blazed brightly,

there was no longer any fleshly fibers appearing on the sea surface,

what's more, the surface of the sea seemed about to boil.

Luo Di's guess was correct, in dealing with creatures related to the ocean, Hell's heat naturally had a restraining effect, choosing the "pituitary projection" was indeed very wise.

The beach was strewn with fractured, completely dehydrated fleshly fibers, unable to regenerate.

Due to experiences with these fibers in the caves, during the battle, everyone avoided direct contact with the flesh.

Wu Wen was even able to disguise herself perfectly, making these things see her as one of their own.

After such an apparently large-scale attack ended, everyone was in a fairly good state.

After all, although not at the level of Teacher Guo, everyone present had participated in an Outer Realm event, facing an Outer God directly.

"Is it over?"

Luo Di temporarily withdrew the scorching Moon projection outside, the energy consumption was higher than expected, the Old Spine's recent twitch made him react.

The blazing sun receded, darkness descended.

The high temperature of the sea quickly fell to normal due to internal backflow.

"Retreat?"

Just as Luo Di posed the question, his tongue began curling.

Not far away, Yu Ze was sweating profusely,

while calculating, he accidentally broke his entire index finger, this beyond-reason situation only signified that an unimaginable disaster was approaching.

Even Song Huiwen, who had partly lost her humanity, had her hair bristle, her innate restlessness completely restrained, leaning on Yu Ze for mutual support, together facing the true crisis about to come.

Just when everyone was on high alert,

the most rational person in the team showed no reaction at all.

On the edge of the beach,

her fair foot stepped amidst the shallow water,

Wu Wen seemed to actively maintain contact with the sea, showing no intent to retreat even upon sensing the crisis.

At this moment,

something surfaced.

It was not some strange fleshly fiber, but a head of messy, wet black hair, the rumored monster surfaced directly in a human form.

Strangely,

Wu Wen not only showed no fear, but also pressed her forefoot into the sand pit.

"Vortex Step"

It was a vortex she learned from Teacher Guo, combined with her own mimicking body, ultimately synthesizing an advanced body technique that only Wu Wen could achieve.

Precisely controlling the calf muscles, all muscle bundles presented in a highly spiral manner, tense like a spring.

Reaching the limit, suddenly releasing it.

The rotational force produced in that instant was astonishingly large. Unmanageable for ordinary people, the entire leg could be torn apart.

Wu Wen, however, could channel this force into her specialty of sprinting, completing a super-fast teleportation invisible to the naked eye. Like drawing a semicircular arc, she instantly appeared behind the opponent.

Not just moving,

she leveraged this extreme speed to simultaneously slash out a scarlet sword.

The greater the speed, the greater the power.

Even if this sword struck the target, her own arm would reach the limit of endurance and break.

Buzz! The horizontal slash hit the mark!

Wu Wen's wrist indeed completely fractured from the recoil, held together by a few inner muscles alone.

Yet the Faceless Man stood motionless,

neither dodging nor blocking... not even the most basic gesture of raising a hand.

The crimson blade barely sliced through his epidermis, only to be stopped by the flesh inside.

The ruptured epidermis, the internal flesh spectacle presented again, even Wu Wen's pupils flashed with a hint of fear, her body trembling slightly.

Her sword slash seemed to cut into a fleshy mountain, though the mountain quivered, the tremor quickly vanished.

Slap!

Before Wu Wen could dodge or perform another slash, her head was grabbed by the opponent, her eyes vacant, her bodily control seized in an instant.

Following this, her body began twisting and reshaping, cracking open and reforming.

In less than three seconds, Wu Wen was turned into a tender, smooth umbilical cord.

While the Faceless Man felt content with both the appearance and vitality of this cord... Thud!

A heavy shoe stomp echoed from the shore, accompanied by the sound of an engine!

A gray figure arrived instantly,

the speed gouging a wild crevice in the sea surface.

Divinity clung to the surface of the flesh full of Moon Pits, especially that pitch-black metal arm, covered with skin from the dead in the Corner Depths.

Open Spine giant sword,

Held with both hands,

"Slash"

A strike different from Wu Wen's "man-to-man" slash.

This was the Great Slaughter, a Hell offensive capable of cleaving mountains and opening lands, targeted specifically at massive beings.

Luo Di wielded the absolute confidence of severing the Outer God's arm with a single stroke.

Buzz!

The ocean surface was torn open with a rift over a hundred meters, the cut seawater even faintly boiling, sublimating partially.

A severed forearm was tossed high into the air, completely severed!

The umbilical cord in the palm (Wu Wen) seemed to have a consciousness of its own, leveraging its slippery nature, it slid out of the fingers and fell into the ocean.

Taking advantage of the Faceless Man's complete focus on Luo Di,

The umbilical cord swam towards the seabed at Speed.

...

Above the ocean,

Luo Di's face beamed with a smile, his tongue slid left and right in his mouth.

He had truly severed it, once again severing a powerful entity whose rank and abilities exceeded his own.

Yet, that smile froze completely in the next instant; the incident before his eyes surpassed Luo Di's current cognitive limits.

He had clearly severed the arm, with the severed limb still flying mid-air.

Yet the Faceless Man's severed arm had already regenerated, completely intact, without a trace of cut... as if it completed "Regeneration" instantly.

It's crucial to know, Luo Di's Beheading possesses regeneration lock. Any creature of the same rank, once severed, would have its wound deeply burnt and dusted, unable to regenerate in a short time.

Even the gambler capable of infinite resets couldn't completely erase the injuries caused by Beheading.

It only meant one thing,

the opponent's "Regeneration" surpassed his "Beheading".

Moreover,

The severed limb hovering in mid-air did not fall into the ocean as imagined.

Instead, a terrifying mutation occurred mid-way.

As if the severed limb is an independent entity, it seized the opportunity to escape the bindings of the Faceless Man.

Rip!

Blood-flesh wings like dragon wings ripped and grew from sides of the severed limb, madly proliferating, instantly spanning tens of meters wide.

Though called "wings", their ends were filled with tiny arm-like structures.

The severed limb's body was also transforming,

The top port sprouted hundreds and thousands of blood vessels, as if forming its own special mouthpiece, with distinct heavy breathing sounds audible.

The base of the severed limb began rapid malignant growth, producing a mass of tumor-like structures to maintain the whole balance.

A simple human-like severed limb had unbelievably turned into a flying blood-flesh dragon.

Just like this.

Luo Di clearly severed the opponent's arm, following normal combat logic, he should have the upper hand.

But the current situation diverged completely, the opponent remained unscathed and even had an additional enemy, constant howls spewed from those writhing blood vessels.

Luo Di's tongue suddenly curled up intensely and slapped down heavily, he received a danger window, foreseeing the imminent danger.

Within a second, he would be completely torn apart, turned into fish feed, scattered into the ocean.

There was no time to escape, the attack had arrived.

The Faceless Man threw out a punch!

Seemingly a normal punch, but the top started to crack open, revealing a blood-flesh spectacle within.

Countless flesh tendrils extended outwards, their terminal synaptic structures resembling independently monstrous creatures, ready at any moment to invade the flesh.

If hit, Luo Di's body would promptly be occupied by blood-flesh, undergoing physiological disassembly.

The flying dragon had reached the side too, countless blood vessels blocked all escape routes, leaving no room for evasion, completely suppressed.

Bang!

The punch hit.

Luo Di's body, as anticipated, collapsed entirely.

However, the fallen body pieces did not bleed, the related blood-flesh perception disappeared as well, turning into stalks of straw floating onto the ocean surface.

The Faceless Man tilted his head in semblance of puzzlement, though he was the ultimate manifestation of blood-flesh, he seemed inexperienced with many tricks, his cognition appeared tied within the Fishing Village limits.

He looked up, facing the shore.

The sunglass-wearing youth supposed to stand there and another female had vanished without a trace, leaving only a shattered straw figure, with a piece of paper affixed, carrying the name [Luo Di].

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