The Creatures That We Are-Chapter 1168: For Taking His Love

Zhang Wei channeled his burning desires into blazing resentment, focusing its full force on Zhou Jing.

Taking my love from me cannot be forgiven!

“Red Bite!” Zhang Wei shouted, his wild willpower breaking free of the restraints of sexual desires. His visible psychic energy morphed into red vipers, coiling around him and Zhou Jing, sinking fangs into various parts of her body.

Zhou Jing's petrification accelerated. She attempted to twist off his head with the hands cupping his face, but the red vipers had already ensnared her wrists.

Her agile tails of blood slashed at the vipers to free herself. However, the serpents weren't physical creatures but manifested psychic power. They could not be destroyed by physical means.

Her skin, veins, blood, and bones rapidly transformed into stone. The outer layer of her face began to flake away like the shell of a boiled egg.

Zhou Jing felt neither fear nor panic. Desire only deepened in her eyes. The man is quite strong. What a shame. Were we alone, I would enjoy him to my heart's content.

Within ten seconds, Zhou Jing had become a pale, hard stone statue, with Zhang Wei still held in its frozen embrace.

This chapter is updat𝙚d by freeweɓnovel.cøm.

Vermilion Bird, White Dew, and Raven Shark maintained a safe distance. Although they hadn't intervened, they remained poised to deliver another killing blow at any moment.

“Is it over?” White Dew asked with uncertainty.

Vermilion Bird frowned, surprise flashing through her eyes. She felt a strong vitality. “It’s not over!”

The instant those words left her lips, a red spear of congealed blood pierced through Zhang Wei's back, erupting from his chest where his heart should be. A fist-sized hole had appeared in Zhou Jing’s petrified chest, which was where the blood came from.

The statue crumbled into fragments like a snake's discarded skin. The blood rose swiftly toward the sky, while crimson bubbles converged into a blood pool suspended between liquid and gaseous states like a blood demon.

That was Lust’s second form.

With his heart destroyed, Zhang Wei coughed blood and collapsed. Crimson spread across the concrete, vibrant against the monochrome world before the white moonlight washed away its color.

Zhang Wei appeared dead.

Yet Vermilion Bird, White Dew, and Raven Shark showed no grief. On the contrary, renewed determination energized the three as they charged toward Zhou Jing's second form.

Everything was proceeding according to their strategy, even better than planned.

Vermilion Bird didn’t expect Zhang Wei to force Lust into using her second form with only Petrify and Confidence, plus the surprise factor.

She wasn’t concerned about Zhang Wei’s apparent death. Crisis Aversion would save him; no matter how severe the damage, he could survive one fatal blow and enter a dying state instead. And with the resurrection pill in his possession, his survival was assured.

White Dew launched an attack first.

The puddles on the bridge flew into the air instantly, turning into cold violet bullets and shooting at Lust’s second form. Raven Shark’s first move was a surprise attack against Lust, but also meant to create a better battlefield for White Dew.

The bullets perforated Lust's form, yet inflicted minimal damage. Despite their impressive display, they had merely passed through the hovering blood mist.

White Dew had anticipated this. Currents of purple water lifted her off the ground, her black dress billowing as her silver hair floated around her and her crimson eyes blazed with power. She spread her arms wide before bringing her palms together.

In an instant, the bullets resonated and connected into strings of beads. From afar, they looked like purple threads crisscrossing to constrain Lust and the space around her.

A second later, the threads flickered a cold purple, becoming sharp purple lasers. Although Lust’s second form looked like misty blood, it was a physical existence, only broken into small units. While bullets couldn’t hurt Lust, lasers might be able to.

Lust let out a strange chuckle and responded accordingly, turning further into gas like a red mist.

White Dew moved her hands with elegant precision, like a conductor orchestrating a deadly symphony. The purple lasers responded to her commands, slicing through the air at blinding speed, forming a lethal geometric pattern of light.

Lust was forced to fragment into several smaller clouds of blood mist, weaving between the purple lasers.

It looked like White Dew, hovering above the bridge, was conducting a crimson tune on the three-dimensional purple lines.

Lust hadn't remained passive. While dodging, she repeatedly attempted to escape the deadly formation. Several times she nearly succeeded, only to find herself redirected back into the trap.

Whoosh. The portal to a Dimensional Storage opened up in the sky.

Thick yellow gas poured through the portal. From a distance, it resembled a massive firework ignited directly above the center of the bridge.

The sparks cascaded down, engulfing the formation of deadly lasers in a brilliant golden deluge.