Astral Apostle

Soon, the group of civilians ran through the fork. The bandit chasing after them did not notice Lynen in the alley and continued to push the crowd along.

The cries for help and screams gradually faded into the distance.

Relieved, Lynen got up and left quietly along the alley.

But he had only taken a few steps when he heard the cries for help that were getting further and further away. He subconsciously slowed down.

His expression changed as he struggled with his own morals.

"If I continue my sneak attack, I might be able to kill this villain. As long as I hide and use my sorcery, even if I fail, I shouldn't be discovered…

"No, it's still dangerous! If the other party hasn't discovered me, I shouldn't go out and cause trouble. These people who are being chased live in the same city as me, but I don't know any of them. Why should I take the risk for strangers…"

Lynen was hesitant and conflicted. Reason told him over and over again that he shouldn't take the risk. Running away was the best solution.

However, for some reason, he could not take a step forward.

With such power… he could only watch.

This one second of agonizing seemed to be ten times longer than the previous one. Lynen didn't know how long he hesitated, but his eyes gradually became determined.

"I successfully killed two bandits previously. I can definitely do it again this time!"

Lynen made up his mind to turn around and save the other citizens.

But when he came back to his senses, he realized that the cries for help had already disappeared.

It was quiet outside the alley. Only the burning flames of the street illuminated the ground at the entrance of the alley, reflecting the light and shadows. There was nothing left.

"I hesitated for too long. They're already far away. Is it too late…"

Lynen stood rooted to the spot. The courage he had worked so hard to summon seemed to have suddenly slipped away at this moment.

Determined to ambush was one thing, but taking the initiative to chase after him was another… he didn't know if these were within his capabilities.

Lynen could not tell if he was disappointed or just lucky.

He slowly walked to the entrance of the alley, wanting to take one last look in the direction they had left.

But before he could stick his head out…

Without any mental preparation, a face suddenly popped up by the wall. It was still stained with fresh blood. Facing him, less than two palms away, it occupied Lynen's entire peripheral vision!

This face belonged to the bandit who had just walked past. He had a sickly smile on his face as he stared straight at him.

"There's another one hidden here~."

Lynen's heart almost stopped.

He retreated in a panic. Without a word, he cast an incantation to the ground in front of him and shot out more than ten Earth Spikes.

Prak prak prak!

The earth spikes missed the bandit and hit the house opposite like crossbow arrows, exploding the structure into pieces of bricks like legos being broken.

The bandit ducked his head and walked out, blocking the entrance of the alley. He looked at Lynen in surprise.

"What kind of ability is this?"

He did not expect such a strange attack. Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough to avoid it. The fear he felt earlier was still lingering within him.

The bandit had discovered Lynen early on, thinking he was a civilian hiding in the shadows and not daring to make a sound. He had pretended not to see him, planning to kill this person later on. Giving despair when others thought they had escaped was the most thrilling for the bandit.

Therefore, he stopped torturing the "playthings" from before and killed them all. Then, he quietly returned to this alley, preparing to give this "new plaything" who was hiding in fear a surprise.

Unexpectedly, this was not an ordinary person who could only beg for mercy. He actually had some kind of ability that he could not understand.

The bandit was stunned for a moment before he realized that Lynen had already turned around and ran some distance away. He immediately came back to his senses and followed him curiously.

Thud, thud, thud…

The two of them chased each other down the alley.

The difference in physical fitness was too great, and the distance between them was rapidly closing.

Lynen couldn't care less about the consumption of energy as he continuously used his Sorcery. The ground continuously turned into earth spikes, stone pillars, and earth walls, desperately trying to stop him.

However, without the surprise attack, the lethality was not strong. All these attacks were resolved by the vigilant bandit one by one.

Even if it could slow down the enemy, it could not make up for the difference in speed.

Once the Mutant Blood Warrior got close… Lynn felt that he should start thinking of a more dignified way to die in advance.

As he released the earth spikes and earth walls as if they were free, Lynn felt as if his brain was being pricked by hundreds of needles. It was extremely painful, and his vision began to turn blurry.

"Oh no, I can't hold on anymore!"

Lynen was burning with anxiety and panic. He could only watch with wide eyes as the bandit smashed through his last earth wall. His calloused hand grabbed his face, and he was unable to avoid it.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. A series of thoughts flashed through Lynn's mind. There was regret and unwillingness. In the end, everything turned into fear, leaving his mind blank.

However, at this moment, the expression of the bandit who had already approached suddenly changed. He suddenly retracted the large hand that was grabbing at Lynen, instead slashing at the sky with his two blades.

"What the…"

Before Lynen could react, an unfamiliar burly figure suddenly smashed down from the sky, bringing with it a bolt of lightning.

Pssh!

The bandit who had chased him to the end of his rope a second ago was instantly cut into two.

It was as if a bag filled with blood had exploded. The scarlet color spread out in a fan shape, and the scene was extremely tragic!

Lynen stared blankly at Zhou Jing's back as he descended from the sky. His heart was palpitating from the shock and the scene, and he was rendered momentarily speechless.

Zhou Jing casually shook off the blood on the knife and turned to look at Lynen. He raised his eyebrows, "Don't be afraid. I'm a good person."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lynen's eyes rolled back, and his body went limp as he fainted on the ground.

"F*ck, aren't you not giving me any face?"

Zhou Jing was shocked. He quickly went forward to support Lynen, slapping him a few times and even pinching him, but he realized that Lynen was deeply unconscious and could not be woken up.