Becoming God of a Dystopian World

Zhao Luo felt astonished looking at how quickly Senior Cutie was able to deal with the two spies of the Qi Sect.

The two spies were pushed back but they were still alive as they moved towards the leader's side.

These two were the first ones to reach them as the others followed behind them.

Zhao Luo looked around and found five of the spies who were clad in all black, coming at him since he was standing at the front of the group on Bimba's back.

The five spies were like leaves falling one after another as they closed in on Zhao Luo from above.

'They are all...'

Looking closely at them, Zhao Luo found a sword with a red blade in their right hand and a red band tied right above their left elbow.

"Hmm."

Zhao Luo looked down and before he could think of doing anything else, he was worried about Bimba.

'This could be bad for Bimba.'

Thinking of how blocking the attacks of five of them, one after another in a row could cause harmful aftereffects which could be bad for Bimba, Zhao Luo jumped up from his back, and went for the offense, instead of simply defending.

With Ifrit in his right hand and Blackey in his left hand, Zhao Luo clashed with the first of the five spies in mid-air.

The spy swung his red sword towards Zhao Luo's head.

Since he was already falling towards him, he had the advantage or he thought so.

Zhao Luo suddenly twirled around as he swung both Ifrit and Blackey at the red sword in the hand of the first spy.

With widened eyes, the first spy stared at the crimson and black glow coming at him but continued his attack.

"Crack!"

Slash~

A crimson light passed through the red sword breaking it into half and not only that, a big slash was left on the chest of the spy who was coming down.

"Thwack."

As the first spy fell, Zhao Luo's continued his attack, and even though his Ifrit had struck down the sword of the spy, that didn't slow down Zhao Luo who was still rolling like a hedgehog.

"Ahhh."

The second spy swordsman squinted his eyes as he brought down his sword on Zhao Luo just for the same thing to repeat.

Slash.

A black-light sliced apart his sword without being hindered for even a second.

'His sword destroyed my sword as though it's butter.'

"Break the formation."

The spy dodged the coming attack of Zhao Luo while shouting to his allies and hardly turned his body to the left to dodge Zhao Luo's sword.

From the three spies behind him, two followed him to the left, and one of them moved towards the right.

"Trying to run?"

Zhao Luo's cold voice enveloped them and the four spies shuddered.

They, who hadn't even landed on the ground, looked back at Zhao Luo who was also coming down.

'Thud.'

Zhao Luo landed on the ground and leaped towards the right without batting an eye.

"Thud."

The one spy who had landed towards the right looked horrified as he watched Zhao Luo coming at him like lightning.

"Hey, watch out."

Another spy shouted at him who was shock struck as Zhao Luo moved towards him

"Ah."

He raised his sword to fight back,

"Too Late."

Zhao Luo said coldly from under his breath as he raised both of his swords right before reaching the spy who had barely brought his red sword up to stop Zhao Luo's offense.

"Dual Burst Drop."

With Zhao Luo's arms launching forward like a string, the spy couldn't even see Ifrit and Blackey as a crimson and black light swarmed him.

"Crack."

"Slash."

The sword in his hand was cut in two and both of Zhao Luo's swords passed through him without stopping for a moment.

"Phwa~"

As blood gushing out from his mouth, the spy fell towards Zhao Luo who was standing with a rough look in his eyes.

The spy slowly fell with his life seeping through his body while his blood surged out from his wounds.

"Ba-Dump."

Everyone had stopped.

Xiao Yu who was facing three spies, Pi Hao who was barely holding back two of the spies, and Senior Cutie who was running after the other while waving his bronze rod at them, all stopped in their tracks as they looked at the spy lying on the floor.

"Ba-Dump."

Their hearts were beating so loud that they all had to hold their chests.

But the one with the loudest heartbeat was,

"I killed him."

Zhao Luo mumbled while looking at the blood of the spy that was splashed on his robe and the blood that was dripping from the tip of his swords.

"Ba-Dump."

'What is this feeling?'

Zhao Luo was overtaken by a blood rush as he turned around to look at the three spies who were standing there with stunned faces.

"Get Back, Fools."

A cold shout came from the leader of the spies that brought them out of their shock.

The three spies backed away while Zhao Luo squinted his eyes as he lowered his body.

"Mini Walk."

Disappearing from the spot he was, Zhao Luo appeared behind one of the two spies who were surrounding Pi Hao.

"Burst Slash."

Zhao Luo swung Ifrit horizontally with full force.

"Slash."

The crimson sword passed through the neck of the spy severing his head from his body.

Zhao Luo sealed the spy's life by sealing it away with a single swing of his sword.

'Thud!'

The head of the spy rolled down as it made its way towards the foot and the other one, spooking him out of his wits.

"Agh."

The next instant, Pi Hao's bluish fist landed on the chest of the spy, causing his ribs to carve in while destroying his chest.

Two spies were killed in a moment by Zhao Luo and Pi Hao.

On the other side, the battle resumed as Xiao Yu, slowly moved towards the three spies as though he was sliding on the sand.

"Ahhh."

The spies brought down their swords Xiao Yu while screaming in rage as he began his movements towards them.

"Brother, we should help him."

Pi Hao said to Zhao Luo as he lowered his body before rushing towards Xiao Yu's aid.

Zhao Luo grabbed Pi Hao's arm while stopping him from going anywhere.

"He can handle them."

Zhao Luo said with a heavy voice as he looked at Xiao Yu with a confident gaze.

As Zhao Luo had the first kill on the spies, he could guess their strength, thus that was the base of his confidence that Xiao Yu could handle three spies at once.