Flicker!
Neru's body disappeared in an instant leaving behind after-images. He clutched the mangled flesh on his shoulders in pain and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
On the other hand, the warmonger that successfully injured Neru let out a happy shriek and leaked his claws with a sense of enjoyment.
The other warmongers didn't want to give Neru a breathing space and they continued to rush towards him.
The sheer number of enemies in front of him made him dizzy. A massive adrenaline rush and endorphins quickly supported his body and mind and the prickling pain on his shoulders.
'Let the rumbling begin!'
Suddenly, Neru felt a screeching noise near him. Then, he saw the Warmongers trying to crawl their way to him. They use their claws to move up by inserting them one after another.
'Shit... If they manage to get near me. I'm done for.' Neru felt his heart almost skip st beat at the thought. 'No! I can't wait for my death. I need to do something!'
Neru's eyes shifted at dozens of endpoints in the ground and brought his dagger down towards it.
The Warmongers stopped charging at this moment. Isn't this scene familiar? It was the move that almost wiped them out!
Neru displayed a wide smirk in his face and pulled his dagger. At this moment, multiple cracks spread throughout the wooden floor like a spider web at an exaggerated speed. The second floor started to collapse at this moment.
'Really terrible...' With a huff, Neru flickered 200 meters forward and reached an area that cracks hadn't reached yet. Following that, he flickered twice yet again and reached the wall of the tree. He immediately pushed his dagger to the wall and inserted it.
The Warmongers began to run towards the wall to climb it like Neru. Some of them killed their compatriots to get ahead.
Multiple warmongers flicker towards the wall but a lot of them fall through the cracks and holes of the floor.
A minute later, the second floor completely collapsed and the warmongers who weren't fast enough were buried along the debris and most of them died due to the impact of the fall.
Neru's eyes scanned the surroundings. He couldn't help but feel weak at this moment. There's a lot of cuts on his body. Not to mention, the gnarly wound on his shoulder.
He couldn't heal them because the dagger was inserted into the tree. Remove it, no doubt that he will fall to his death.
Around Neru, seven warmongers managed to survive and their claws were dug deeply into the wall of the tree. They couldn't do other movements or they would fall to their death.
'My fingers are kinda numb as fuck now. Can I support my body weight for a long period?'
Fortunately, he frequently trained in calisthenics. Pull-ups, handstands, etc... As a bodyweight exercise, Neru felt that he would be able to at least hold on until his energy fully recovered.
At this moment, he felt screeching sounds which attracted his attention. Then, he saw the seven warmongers dig their claws to move through the wall towards him. It's as if they want to tear him to pieces!
Neru felt his blood become cold. 'I'll die if I let them get near me! No, I need to do something. I can't just wait for death.'
With a thunderous roar, Neru pulled the dagger from the wall. However, before the free-fall, he kicked the wall to flicker and tried his best to direct his body to one of his enemies.
Unbelievably, Neru reached the warmonger. He tried to reach the neck and grip but he fell short of a distance of two inches. He didn't have a choice but to choose the second-best choice. He held the feet of the warmonger tightly.
'Fortunately, my hands didn't slip. That was damned close.'
Neru held the feet as if his life depended on it. What he realized was that the skin of the warmonger was too damned slippery! He felt as if he was touching a slimy goo!
Disgusting! Just like their whole existence!
'I need to bear it...'
The warmonger tried to shake its body trying to throw Neru down. It roared angrily but it couldn't do anything.
Neru clicked his tongue in annoyance and stabbed the Warmonger with his dagger causing it to wail. Of course, he didn't kill it or else both of them would fall.
Blood seeped from the wound. It caused an indescribable bloody stench that turned Neru's stomach upside down.
Neru couldn't bear it anymore causing him to vomit directly behind the back of the warmonger.
'Damn it! How would I get down or proceed to the third floor at this rate? The Warmongers on this floor had almost killed me with their numbers. Wouldn't I die directly if I dared to venture to the third floor!?'
At this moment, the warmongers suddenly looked up at the ceiling of the second floor in horror. Their bodies trembled as if they felt something terrifying. Then, one by one, they pulled out their claws and let themselves free fall.
"What the fuck!? Are these bastards trying to commit suicide!?"
Then, Neru gulped and he looked at the warmonger in front of him with horror as it was also about to do the same.
Neru shouted. "No, you're not!"
However, the warmonger didn't seem to hear him as it tremblingly let itself go.
Mental illness!
Neru couldn't really understand what was going on with their heads. What causes them to react in such a way!?
Neru had no time to think. As the warmonger and Neru began to fall, Neru used the warmonger's body as a surface for his kick and launched himself to the wall.
Just like that, Neru stabbed the wooden wall with his dagger again. He looked at the ceiling of the second floor curiously.
BOOM!
A large of the ceiling completely exploded causing a big hole to appear. A terrifying aura enveloped everything on the second floor and a black thing fell out like a thunderbolt and hit the ground floor of the first floor.
'What the??' Neru gulped as he saw a man standing on top of a flying spear coming out of the newly emerged hole in the ceiling. 'A cultivator?'