After leaping high upon the white creature's shoulders, Xiao Feng flipped deftly to land atop the cave ceiling. With a powerful squat, he unleashed every ounce of his strength and speed, propelling himself fiercely downward toward the lizard.
At that moment, the white beast seemed to grasp Xiao Feng's intent. It surged forward suddenly, its front paws striking with full force, viciously slashing at the lizard's jaw and causing the creature to jerk its head sharply to one side.
Descending rapidly, Xiao Feng still gripped the Black Angel. With a low growl, he snarled, "Damn it, die..."
Then, driven by his overwhelming momentum, the Black Angel pierced into the lizard's eye socket with a sharp hiss.
The eyes are always the most vulnerable spot for magical beasts. Once the Black Angel embedded itself into the lizard's eye, Xiao Feng commenced a rapid volley of shots. The gunfire resounding from the Black Angel lodged in the lizard's eye was unlike ordinary gunshots—deep, muffled, and grim.
There was even the faint sound of bullets gnawing at the lizard's eye socket and skull. This lizard, nearly a B-grade magical beast, possessed an exceptionally tough skull. The Black Angel's bullets no longer pierced through instantly.
Gripping the gun's handle tightly, Xiao Feng unleashed a surge of potent electric energy. Lightning crackled along the gun barrel, coursing into the lizard's body.
In an instant, the mighty lizard convulsed, its entire body paralyzed as it violently shook its head.
Perhaps the lizard's scales had bulletproof or insulating properties, but its flesh was undoubtedly a conductor. Xiao Feng's electric attack inflicted excruciating pain.
Though B-grade beasts exhibit some resistance to electric power, this lizard—still not fully B-grade—could barely endure the current.
The lizard collapsed onto its back. White beast lunged forward fiercely, slashing its claws at the lizard's neck.
White's razor-sharp claws sparked as they scraped across the lizard's neck, not breaking skin but leaving several cracks. With repeated strikes, blood finally splattered from the wound.
Seeing the fresh blood, White unhesitatingly opened its jaws wide and bit down fiercely. With a ripping sound, it tasted the lizard's blood for the first time.
Witnessing White's victory, Xiao Feng yanked the sniper rifle from the lizard's skull and immediately took aim at the other beasts.
Gunfire erupted violently.
At last, Xiao Feng emptied the entire magazine of the Black Angel. The cave was thick with the stench of blood; countless beast corpses lay scattered, including several black wolves.
No matter how strong these black wolves were, the opposing beasts came relentlessly in waves.
Devoid of the Black Angel, Xiao Feng grew increasingly desperate. More beasts continued to surge out of the cave. The number of black wolves dwindled rapidly. Though the formidable White could hold off several C-grade beasts, the arrival of any B-grade creature spelled grave danger.
Gazing upon the chaotic scene, Xiao Feng breathed rapidly, clenching his teeth and muttering bitterly, "I'll fight you bastards to the death. If need be, today's the day I die..."
With that, he charged into the throng. His attacks were simple: any beast within reach was struck by a powerful electric shock, instantly incapacitated. White followed without hesitation, using its B-grade claws to tear and bite at the beasts Xiao Feng disabled.
Xiao Feng entered a frenzy; bursts of electricity surged through beast after beast. In the dim cave, streaks of brilliant light flickered incessantly.
White and its pack abandoned frontal assaults, instead trailing behind Xiao Feng to finish off the stunned beasts.
Continuously expending his electric powers in this way rapidly drained Xiao Feng's energy. He was nearing total exhaustion. Yet the beasts outside still poured in like a ceaseless spring. Xiao Feng couldn't fathom how many were concealed within this cave.
Just as he neared collapse, the beasts suddenly ceased their assault.
A long, haunting horn blast echoed in Xiao Feng's ears. The beasts began retreating slowly. The wolf pack behind him was utterly spent, especially White, whose stamina was nearly depleted. All bowed their heads, gasping for breath.
Xiao Feng barely stood, watching the withdrawing beasts, pondering the sudden change.
Following the long horn blast, a voice echoed through the cave with faint reverberation: "You brat, you must be Xiao Feng. Your combat prowess is truly astonishing."
In the darkness, Xiao Feng barely made out a figure slowly approaching.
Though the man's face was obscured, Xiao Feng recognized him as a cultist of the Evil Dragon Sect. As the cultist drew nearer, Xiao Feng saw he wore no mask. A cultist without a mask was of at least duke rank.
Xiao Feng sneered disdainfully, "Heh, that surprises you? There's even more astonishing things you haven't witnessed. If you'd seen me thrash the Black Dragon, you'd be utterly shocked."
The duke halted a dozen meters away, wary of Xiao Feng's strength and unwilling to advance recklessly. "Indeed, you're the first to beat the Evil Dragon King so thoroughly. I admit, I'm impressed. But today, you won't walk out of this cave alive."
"Bah! You're just one duke. Trying to keep me here? That's wildly overestimating yourself."
"Heh heh. Who said I'm alone? I've got brothers with me..." The duke's words trailed as several figures emerged behind him. Clad in identical robes of the Evil Dragon Sect, their faces bearing matching tattoos, they varied in height and build, yet all bore the insignia of dukes.
Xiao Feng counted carefully—seven dukes in all. His heart tightened. If only one duke like Lord Luke stood before him, Xiao Feng had the strength to defeat him. But seven dukes? That sapped all his confidence and stirred a shadow of danger.
Xiao Feng cursed under his breath: "Damn it..."