Hijacking the Timeline

Heijue Island.

Before the Humanoid camp, the warriors of the Joint Operations Battle Group continued their bloody battle against the enemy.

Figures fell continuously, creating a scene of brutal carnage.

Yet the warriors remained unfazed, their resolve unshaken by the gruesome spectacle.

In their eyes, only fledglings were intimidated by bloodshed. True warriors were born and bred in blood.

From the moment they joined the domain combat team, they had stepped onto a path of living on the edge of a knife, risking their lives for the mission with their heads hanging by a thread.

The carnage before them couldn’t diminish their burning desire for victory one iota.

Meanwhile,

Feng Qi carried the unconscious Lord of the Mist on his back, darting through the dense rainforest.

Behind him, the warriors of the Domain Weakling Alliance pursued relentlessly.

These weaklings had originally been recruited with spiritual resources, intended to serve as cannon fodder and increase the odds of obtaining the miracle item.

But the brutal realities of war had clearly made them realize that continuing to fight would likely mean their deaths.

They chose to leave.

But the problem was, they didn’t leave completely. Instead, they chose to hide in the shadows and watch the battle unfold.

Initially, they paid little attention to the fight between the Lord of the Mist and the humanoid leader. But when they saw the Lord of the Mist, still tightly clutching the green bracelet even after being struck by the life curse, they became suspicious.

This made them wonder about the bracelet’s origins.

After closer observation, they became nearly certain that the green bracelet was a miracle item.

Faced with such a tremendous temptation, their greed was ignited.

This was followed by a surge of killing intent.

Now that the Lord of the Mist was unconscious and had lost his combat ability, striking would be a sure thing, with the potential gains far outweighing the risks.

As he gritted his teeth and ran wildly, spells occasionally struck from behind.

Feng Qi could only use his mental energy to erect barriers behind him to block the attacks.

The members of the Domain Weakling Alliance were not individually strong, but their sheer numbers made him stand no chance in a direct fight.

Yet continuing to flee clearly wouldn’t solve the problem.

The Lord of the Mist, whom he was carrying on his back, was now an undeniable burden.

The members of the Domain Weakling Alliance were clever, and had already quietly begun encircling him. Unless he continued running in a straight line, he would inevitably be trapped.

Just then, a figure suddenly burst from the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Qi didn’t hesitate and unleashed a mental shockwave at the figure.

While the figure was dazed, he leaped up, stomped on the Domain Weakling Warrior’s face, and used the force to propel himself forward.

Without pausing, he continued his mad dash.

His consciousness told him he was close to the beach—only a short distance remained.

Once he reached the beach, he would face two choices:

Either plunge into the sea, or turn back and fight to the death.

Both options were extremely unfavorable.

His Demonic Dragon Rune modification had not enhanced his swimming ability at all. If any of the Domain Weakling Alliance’s races were skilled in water, he would be at a severe disadvantage.

This sea area was extremely dangerous, teeming with sea beasts beneath its surface.

While pondering his options, his footsteps never faltered.

Half an hour later, he burst from the dense rainforest onto the beach.

A flock of sandpipers foraging for sand crabs on the beach startled at his arrival, flapping their wings and taking to the sky.

He stopped at the water’s edge and turned to look behind him.

Black shadows flickered within the rainforest, rapidly approaching the beach.

Faced with the choice between battle and fleeing into the sea, he gritted his teeth and chose to fight to the death.

The members of the Weak Domain Races were not particularly strong; he was confident he could hold his own for a while.

But if he entered the sea, there were too many variables.

He could quickly be surrounded by sea beasts, and without any aquatic combat skills, he would likely perish within moments.

On land, at least, he had a slim chance of survival.

With this thought, he set down the Lord of the Mist and turned his cold gaze toward the Domain Weakling Alliance warriors who continued to emerge from the rainforest.

His skin turned crimson, activating his Frenzy ability.

Sizzling steam rose from his body as he glared at the growing number of enemies, his expression twisting into a savage grimace.

The primal ferocity within him was fully awakened.

”Roar!”

The instinct granted by the demon dragon compelled him to unleash a terrifying roar.

At that moment, the mist swirling around his body seemed to be drawn by some unseen force, beginning to coil and spiral around him.

Under the astonished gazes of the Domain Weakling Alliance, Feng Qi, now devoid of consciousness, launched a ferocious assault.

He charged straight at a Domain Weakling Warrior and delivered a brutal knee strike to its chest.

The violent force of the impact caused the warrior’s chest to visibly cave inward. Its eyes widened in shock before its liver, shattered and bleeding, erupted from its mouth.

That single knee strike instantly ended the warrior’s life.

After killing it, Feng Qi seized the corpse by the neck with one hand and hurled it at an adjacent warrior, sending it crashing to the ground.

The Domain Weakling Alliance members, now recovering from their shock, retaliated against Feng Qi.

In addition to the cunningly aimed offensive spells, several Domain Weakling Warriors with strong close-combat skills rushed Feng Qi, attempting to restrain him with their Body Refinement Combat Techniques.

As he faced the encirclement, the ferocity in Feng Qi’s eyes grew increasingly intense.

At this point, he felt no pain. Even when his body was wounded, the injuries healed rapidly.

With a roar, he charged forward.

A Domain Weakling Warrior over two meters tall stood before him, like an iron tower. The warrior crouched low, assuming a defensive stance.

Without hesitation, Feng Qi punched the warrior’s arm.

The Domain Warrior endured the solid blow without a sound. He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Feng Qi’s waist and attempting a takedown to pin him to the ground.

He seized Feng Qi’s left hand, tightening his legs around it in a chokehold.

Crack.

Feng Qi’s left arm snapped.

Ignoring the pain, Feng Qi clenched his right fist and smashed it into the warrior’s nose.

As the warrior cried out in agony, Feng Qi opened his mouth and sank his teeth into his neck.

His left arm twisted like a twisted rope around his body as he bit down on the neck of a Domain Weakling Warrior.

Seeing this, the other Weakling Warriors unleashed their art magic, seizing the opportunity to launch their assault.

Feng Qi’s back was torn to shreds by the barrage of spells.

Yet the pain did nothing to dampen the surging killing intent in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he yanked hard, and blood sprayed.

Crimson droplets landed on his face, making his savage grin even more terrifying.

(End of the Chapter)

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