The World Has Problems

His speed has reached the limit in this state.

Behind him, there were those thin bloody threads that were constantly entangled and strangled.

But obviously, although the shape of this demon body looks very oppressive, its flying speed is not fast.

It can't compare with the speed of Lin Yuanfei running wildly on the ground.

Even those bloody thin lines that came after him were incomparable.

Visible to the naked eye, those thin bloody lines chasing him were constantly closing the distance between each other.

I don't know how many bloody thin lines there are, they are endless and dense.

Lin Yuanfei held the weak Zhiji with one hand, swung a knife with one hand and cut all the bloody thin threads along the way, and kept running wildly.

Behind them, those bloody thin lines were about to catch up with him.

The giant white fox that had been hovering on the edge of the battlefield but never joined the battle finally moved.

It roared, rushed over from the side, and stopped behind Lin Yuanfei.

All the bloody thin threads strangled towards it, and Guanhu let out an angry beast roar.

Its body ignited white flames.

The huge tube fox frantically bit and grabbed the thin bloody threads that came from the strangulation, but its blocking didn't seem to have much effect.

Facing the overwhelming bloody thin thread, the huge white fox only lasted for less than three seconds before being submerged by the bloody thin thread.

Under the dark night sky, dense blood-colored thin threads entangled into a huge thread ball several meters high.

Then squeeze hard——

Scarlet blood shot out from between the thread balls.

From the huge ball of thread where Guan Hu's figure could no longer be seen, Guan Hu's mournful and painful wail came.

And the blood-colored string that kept spurting blood was still shrinking inward.

In Lin Yuanfei's arms, Zhiji's eyes trembled, as if she had regained a little consciousness.

She leaned her head weakly on Lin Yuanfei's chest, and asked in a low voice.

"Lin Yuan...Guanhu...Guanhu...is he dead?"

Surrounded by demonic energy, Lin Yuanfei kept flying outwards, without looking back, and without looking at the huge ball of thread behind him that was constantly bleeding.

Even the mournful and painful wailing of Guanhu has completely disappeared.

But his expression remained indifferent.

As cold and hard as a stone.

"Ah, Guanhu is dead."

Lin Yuanfei said, "We will avenge it."

Lin Yuanfei's voice was extremely cold.

Although Guanhu's cover only lasted for three seconds.

But in this level of confrontation, three seconds can already change a lot of things.

Although Lin Yuanfei's flying speed was slow, within three seconds, he had already flown far enough.

He has even caught up with Kotomine Shirou who ran away before him.

At this time, the young priest, who was wearing a priest's robe and hung a cross, ran faster than a rabbit, had already run out of the range where the bloodlines were raging.

Although the thin bloody thread spreading from Yuno's feet turned the surrounding area into her personal domain, once she settled in this domain, it would be entangled and penetrated by countless bloody threads.

But these blood lines are not endless after all.

Kotomine Shiro had already watched Makoto run out of that area.

And Lin Yuanfei was about to run out.

Behind them, the bloody thin thread chased after them.

Even the ball of thread that strangled Guanhu has loosened its strangling force and continued to chase Lin Yuanfei.

Crimson blood and finely shattered flesh and blood burst out in the void.

As the shackles of the blood line disappeared, the corpses of the tube foxes that had been twisted into the smallest pieces fell from the sky, setting off a bloody rain in a small area of ​​the city.

But at this moment, no one is in the mood to pay attention to the tragic death of this shikigami.

The first thing Lin Yuanfei did after rushing into the area where the bloodline was raging was to restrain the demon flesh wings behind him.

Both feet stepped on the floor.

Then, he rushed out in an instant.

The speed of flight is too slow.

It only took him two seconds to catch up with Kotomine Shirou who was running wildly ahead.

Without further ado, Lin Yuanfei grabbed the unconscious Cheng Ge from Kotomine Shirou's shoulder.