Four Split Personalities

That’s it!

This was the cursed power that had thrown him into all sorts of different eras, the source of all the trouble!

The power named "Pseudo-space-time flow" by Teacher Long!

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Realm of Innocence system standard time PM18:33

Holy Calendar Year 9571, Poetic Moon, Prayer Day 1

Realm of Innocence Northwest Continent, Descendants of the Dragon Clan, unnamed ruined tower first floor

"Although I really want to say this is a misunderstanding..."

Motan raised the greatsword in his hand with a bitter smile, standing in front of the gate that no longer flowed with light, and cautiously shielded Ji Xiaoge behind him. Shrugging at the people who had already drawn their weapons and were grinning viciously as they closed in, he said, "But even if it’s a true misunderstanding, you all wouldn’t let us leave easily, would you?"

An Orc with corners of his mouth greasy with oil sneered twice, his voice distinctly hoarse, "Of course not, firstly, you are a Half-Dragon, and we ’really really love’ Half-Dragons; secondly, that little girl behind you is quite pretty, with skin soft and tender—very endearing; lastly, you came out of the ’Thunder Gate’ that we have never managed to enter, do you think we could let you go?"

"Kill! Kill him! Skin his scales alive, rip his bones apart!"

"I want that Half-beast girl! No one dare compete with me!"

"Back off, what makes you think you can call the shots here? We must first extract how they came out from inside!"

"Can I slice off that woman’s wings first? They’re so irritating to the eye!"

"Hehe, let’s get this done before the boss comes back!"

"Half-Dragon, I’ll whittle you into a human stick, soak you in brine, and let you painfully die alive!"

The other dozens of people also started shouting behind the lead Orc, all of them dressed in rather heavy clothing, with shriveled pouches tied around their waists, a ferocious look in their eyes and an ugly appearance, wielding a variety of weapons. Although there were only about fifty people in total, there were no apparent gaps in their equipment as they enthusiastically moved in on the two.

"Seems like our luck isn’t too great... I’m counting on you for backup!"

Motan turned his head slightly and gave Ji Xiaoge a helpless smile. Then after taking a deep breath, swung his giant sword vigorously, sending out a fierce arc of sword light that cleaved through the air and struck the Orc’s chest, sending him and the two men behind him flying.

Eight Leaves One Blade Style• From Six - Arc Shadow Slash!

"Everyone together! Peel that Half-Dragon’s skin!!!"

The first Orc to be hit stabilized himself in mid-air, tearing open his nearly bisected light armor chest piece, casually pulling out a dagger from a comrade’s waist, and fiercely hurled it at Motan, "Kill!"

In an instant, the crowd became excited, howling as they madly rushed at the two.

Although their average strength wasn’t too strong, they weren’t fools either. If the difference in level wasn’t too great, it was apparent how much ability they possessed, and in their eyes, Motan was merely an Intermediate Professional with fairly good strength and constitution. Considering his performance in repelling the three men earlier, even if he was subpar in a one-on-one fight, they reckoned that swarming him would be sufficient to take him down.

As for the pretty girl with wings...

"Pathetically weak!"

A Lizardman Wizard leaning on a staff laughed coldly after using a sensing spell and loudly said, "Everyone relax, that woman is pathetically weak!"

Exploded!

Truly exploded!

With a burst of bright sparks, this Intermediate Wizard standing towards the rear of the crowd was suddenly struck by two tea eggs on his person. Before he could react to what happened, he was engulfed by two fireballs, just over a half-meter in diameter. The next second, he lay smoking on the ground, his body covered in scorches and over a dozen cuts. Though he surely wouldn’t die, it was evident he didn’t have much fighting strength left.

"Who did you say was pathetically weak? Who’s pathetically weak now? Who’s talking about weakness?"

Half of Ji Xiaoge’s face peeked out from behind Motan’s shoulder as she huffed indignantly. Then she pulled out her alloy clipboard from her pack, knelt on the ground, and thrust the ’shield’ in front of her. She shouted to Motan, "Don’t worry about me, go all out. If I can’t hold up, I’ll call for you!"

Motan was slightly startled and looked back at Ji Xiaoge, "Are you sure?"

"The first one who said I wouldn’t drag everyone down was you~"

Ji Xiaoge had already brought out The Valkyrie Gatling. She propped the heavy weapon, which had six barrels, on the edge of the clipboard and smiled, "I certainly hope you’re not the one who trusts me the least."

Upon hearing this, Motan wasted no more words. He simply nodded lightly, "Take care of yourself, and if you can manage it, cover me too, thanks."

After speaking, he launched [Charge] and the moment he burst into the first-floor hall, he activated Tiger Spear and initiated [Fury Red Lotus], unleashing a swath of red sword shadows. Motan, whose figure never paused, spread at least a 270-degree arc of sword shadow around him, protecting himself airtight.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaoge was employing suppressive fire tactics in the rear, ensuring that enemies wouldn’t completely corner Motan. As far as her own safety was concerned, she had already prepared a multitude of fragmentation tripmines made of sticky rice cakes, noodles, and tea eggs by the time Motan unleashed [Arc Shadow Slash]. Even if someone reached her side and Ji Xiaoge could not react in time, those concoctions, which would only cause 1% damage to herself, could buy her some time, making it likely that Motan could come to her aid without much problem.

Ratatatatatata!!!

With her finger firmly on the trigger of the [High-Pressure Valkyrie Gatling GAU-0.8], Ji Xiaoge maximized her racial advantage of dynamic vision, keeping Motan’s escape paths clear. Throughout this, she repeatedly used thrown tea egg fragments to interfere with enemies. Though she hadn’t taken down a single head thus far, she still caused considerable trouble for those brigand-like foes.

Unable to dominate through a sheer gap in strength, Ji Xiaoge, who at least bore the title of ’Battlefield Engineer,’ was not to be underestimated once she had established her position (alloy clipboard cover + trigger-activated fragment mines). Perhaps her attacks couldn’t deal decisive damage unless directly ingested, but as a covering force against enemies who at best were Intermediate Professionals, she was more than adequate.

After all, the person responsible for breaking the deadlock was Motan!

He hadn’t summoned his self-destruct sheep due to the limited maneuvering space. It should be noted that Motan was not like before. Even if he couldn’t use the majority of Knight’s Techniques, he still had a number of skills at his disposal. So after the last sequence of [Angry Red Lotus], the last few enemies who tried to close the gap were repelled by his [Two-Sword Style - Hawk Wave] and the second, rapidly cooling [Arc Shadow Slash].

"Huh..."

He took the chance to breathe a sigh of relief, then unexpectedly reversed his greatsword to hold it upside down on the left side of his body, supporting it with his left hand and gently pressing the hilt end with his right, squinting slightly.

A long spear stabbed towards him from the left with great force...

Two curved daggers crossed through the air, aiming to chop off his neck...

Three arrowheads shot in a triangular formation, not at tricky angles but moving fast...

And there was also...

"Thief behind!"

Ji Xiaoge’s crisp and pleasant voice rang out not far away.

[Excellent!]

Under the 200% movement speed increase, Motan ducked under the crossed daggers swooping over his nose, whipped his tail to deflect the spear without follow-through, sidestepped so that the arrowheads hit the most defensively powerful parts of his chest armor and shoulder guards. He faced the thief who swung a dagger towards his throat, and then...

Swoosh—

A dazzling silver blade light burst forth, leaving a huge phantom in the air around Motan that rippled out like a full moon, bisecting the foiled thief and three other enemies poised to pounce into eight segments.

Eight Leaves One-Sword Style• Form Five - Crescent Moon Flash!

At the same time, the system’s prompt suddenly echoed in Motan’s ear...

[Side Mission Chain 2: Clear the Dragon Breath Wilderness of Bone Bandits 4/30]

Chapter 567: End