Blood swung his rusty spear which cleaved the bull's defenseless neck, separating the body into two parts.
Without waiting a single sec, he stowed the carcass and dashed into the forest. He knew he was in deep shit if he was caught. He could manage a race…
A horrifying force appeared in front of him all of a sudden making him come to an immediate stop, and ducked.
The black-robed lady was the one who obstructed his path.
It was a narrow escape. If he were a bit slow, he was sure his head would be ousting out red liquid by now.
Blood gaze fell as his expression turned solemn. He had to take the opponent really serious. He sensed she radiates the energy of a fifth stage cultivator of the Bronze realm.
He was only at the peak of the Iron realm. He straightened his back and took a defensive stance.
Flames dripped down Shiva's spear continuously to the ground, she was ready to bring the perpetrator to their kneels.
It seems it was a battle between spear users.
A fluffy wave stopped her in her track, bringing her to a stop.
"Friend, there's no need stealing from one another. It would have been yours if you had asked from the start. There's also no need cutting at each other's neck." Balin said with a friendly smile but inside his heart he was fuming madly. He was usually the one who 'take' from others, how dear someone steal from him.
The people around shook their heads bitterly. There was no way this young master was this kind, else, their life would have been a bit better.
"Since there's no need for this, I will be on my way." Blood wasn't stupid. He didn't dare to take those words seriously. He'd been wondering the outer region for many years.
It would've been mine? It's already mine.
Blood rushed in at once.
He could sense the ridicule coming in-between in the stranger's tone. He knew that something was definitely up with that voice.
He attacked as fast as he could, wanting to catch the lady unaware since her focus was diverted.
Blood's abrupt speed already exceeded the limits of third stage cultivators of the Bronze realm.
He didn't target her head since he knew he would most likely fail.
He cleaved at her thigh.
However, it seemed he predicted wrongly, her speed was definitely greater than normal fifth stage cultivators.
Contrary to what Blood thought she'd do. It was as if her eyes were always on him. Flames covered her boots as she swung it at the incoming strike.
The spear collided with the boot, which sent the spear bouncing backward. It was a miracle he still had a grip.
The boot's force didn't end there. It smashed into Blood's face instantly sending him flying through the air, clearing all small trees he came in contact with.
He rolled roughly on the ground and eventually stopped by a large tree.
Hamizz shook his head heavily, 'people really don't know what's good for them nor who to provoke'
"How daring you are to sneak attack me. Your skills are barely average, see what you've gotten yourself into." Shiva commented on his prowess as she flung her hair backward before she added,
"Since you've come across me and tried to theft me, it only necessary I teach you a lesson or two and I've decided you will stay here." she said to the hooded figure as she jumped from her position and appeared before the enemy who was barely standing.
She took her time as she walked slowly toward him.
Still, Blood was resolute however, he dared not act recklessly. He was sensible enough to know his current situation. He couldn't ignore the fact that he was genuinely weak in front of this lady.
He sulked his breath as his heart beats rapidly.
Blood looked at the others in the back. They were completely relaxed as if they had the situation completely in control. They were looking at him like a pack of wolves would a hare.
Without waiting, Blood did what he had in mind from the start. He crossed four meters in an instantly after choosing a random direction.
He chose to run away! This was a situation that wasn't in his reach. The last kick already gave him some distance.
Shiva chased after him.
A large net-like sheet knitted with fiery energy appeared and enveloped him in an instant.
Blood stumbled on a pebble which made him slide, narrowly avoiding net sheet.
He picked his race. Nothing was on his mind other than to escape the stretching terror.
He could see the others started to join in on his pursuit, while some waited behind. Especially the man whose speed was comparable to the vicious lady.
Blood was still in the lead and he was surprised himself. He had felt the cultivation base of the lady, but how was he able to match her speed or possibly surpassed her, because he felt he was gaining in the chase.
They were now deep in the inner region.
He felt relieved since they probably wouldn't catch up to him, but his face contorted the next second.
He felt an overwhelming energy through his Spiritual sense as he ran up the hill. The trees swayed by the abrupt compelling force, desperate, he cursed in his heart and tried to organize his thought.
He wondered what these powerful cultivators were doing in the outer region of the forest. What could possibly entice them in the outer region or was it that they hunted the beast from the inner region? Since the beast's aura was equally terrifying.
Blood made a bold decision while he evaded the attack.
Hamizz face was sullen at the sight of Blood obviating his attack. His face darkened as a thought crossed his mind.
"Be careful, pretty lady!" he shouted to Shiva who was in the front. "That guy is definitely up to no good. Have you realized where we are currently. That bastard will soon cross the ant hill borders." Hamizz said in a solemn tone.
One could sense fear in his voice as his heart beats rapidly. This guy is crazy.
Realization dawned on her as a single line of wrinkle crossed her face. She was in total oblivion, unaware of the dangerous territory before her.
She almost got successfully tricked. She had a deep frown and was now interested in the hooded figure's identity.
The ant hill borders wasn't a play.
It was actually true they've arrived within the ant's border. Her pace evidently slowed as she thought of retreating.
A single beast and a slight detest for someone wasn't worth trespassing the ant's territory.
Blood wore a smug smile noticing the gap increase between them, giving her a side eye. He just wanted to know the decision they would take, but he knew this was not over.
They must watch him enter the ant's territory and maybe even stay for a couple of hours to ensure he really wasn't tricking them.
Blood was left with no choice since this was definitely what he had to do to survive. Sooner or later, they'd catch him in the pursuit, either with consecutive attacks or other things hidden under their sleeves.
If he stays, he dies, and also if he entered the ant's territory, he'd also meets his end.
He was bound to die if he stayed but the unknown was even more dangerous but conceivable.
'The ant hill territory it is!'