Though Fang Senyan appeared to be in great pain, sometimes eyes could deceive. In truth, the actual combat notification read: "Calculating...

Your Perception exceeds the opponent's by more than 10 points. You may impose perceptual suppression on the enemy, gaining detailed combat information.

The enemy will only receive the most basic combat data." "Calculating base melee attack bonus." "Crit rate bonus and suppression calculation in progress." "The enemy's theoretical damage output for this attack is 50 points of Fire Damage (Weapon Effect) (Skill weakened by 50%)." "Your Defense is 225 points, resulting in 47% damage reduction." "The actual damage inflicted upon you is 50 x (1 + 40%) x (1 - 47%) = 15 points of Fire Damage (Weapon Effect priority)." "Your Talent, Concentration: Toughness, is effective!" "The actual damage dealt to you by the enemy is now 1 + 5 = 6 points." "........." "The enemy's ability: High-Temperature Flesh Dance has cumulatively dealt 71 points of damage to you." It was precisely because he was immersed in the sheer pleasure of beating his enemy into such a sorry state that Riel failed to notice the faint, ephemeral blue light that flickered across the surface of the battle armor he wore, like a fleeting electric spark. And a strange cry that suddenly echoed in the air was instantly swallowed by Fang Senyan's piercing scream.

Immediately following this, a faint blue light began to emanate from Fang Senyan's fists! At the same time, no one noticed that Fang Senyan's eyes, shielded by his arm, seemed to be burning fiercely.

That gaze, that posture, was like a tiger slightly crouched, eyeing its prey, exhaling slightly fetid, warm, and hungry breath, greedily coveting the enemy's flesh, even their very soul! "Your weakness is that your mental illusions have a range limitation!" After taking Riel's skill head-on, Fang Senyan abruptly lifted his head and bounded several steps back in the direction he came from, completely exposing his vulnerable back to Riel.

At this moment, Yu Ze, who was rapidly pursuing, had closed the distance to within forty meters of Fang Senyan! He suddenly caught sight of Fang Senyan's ferocious and blazing eyes.

Even from such a distance, it felt as if two large-knuckled hands were physically throttling his neck—making even breathing difficult! Yu Ze’s heart gave a violent lurch.

How could this be the look of a coward attempting to flee? In that instant, he felt as if he were facing an ancient, ruthless, crazed tyrant, one who would roar in the next second, swing his scepter, and decree his immediate journey to the high executioner's block.

At this point, that instinctive terror made Yu Ze halt his steps, activating his mental illusion skill to conceal himself, as if this were the only way to gain a sliver of security. But by this time, Fang Senyan had unleashed a roar from the depths of his throat, like a primordial giant beast.

He raised his right hand high; on his middle finger, a bizarre, dusky-brown ring flashed with light, seeming to pierce deep into Yu Ze's very soul. Then, with indescribable speed, he charged towards Yu Ze, thirty-five meters away!

It felt as if Fang Senyan had instantly transformed into a wild bull furiously lowering its head to charge—dirt and stones scattering in his wake, trees snapping and grass flattening, with billowing dust clouds erupting from behind his legs. Riel, despite exerting all his power to pursue such an unexpected turn, could only watch helplessly!

His reaction wasn't slow—in that moment, he even hurled the Frost Boomerang again, which only managed to inflict some damage on Fang Senyan, but the frost clinging to his legs shattered instantly, proving completely useless. In this instant, Fang Senyan had activated the inherent ability of the Savage Demon Eye Ring: Horns of Fury!

Instantly initiates a sudden charge against the enemy target, range 8 meters, stuns the enemy for 3 seconds, deals no damage. During the charge, your movement speed is deemed the maximum limit for the current world difficulty, and you are immune to all forms of deceleration effects.

In a mere second, Fang Senyan, who was thirty-five meters away, had already reached Yu Ze, consequently entering Yu Ze's mental illusion. To Yu Ze's eyes at that moment, where Fang Senyan should have been, there was only the reflection of a tree.

But Fang Senyan, instead, closed his eyes! In that instant, he trusted only his fists and his memory from moments before!

Fang Senyan's Strength was currently 44 points. Yu Ze would need at least 23 Strength (or 20 base Strength without gear) to avoid being utterly crushed by the opponent's superior power.

But for Yu Ze, who specialized in both Mental and Intelligence attributes, the probability of this scenario occurring was about as likely as the Starting Point giving its authors a 27-month year-end bonus. Although the description for Horns of Fury stated: The user will also be stunned for 1-6 seconds, Fang Senyan’s Strength of 44 meant he was only stunned for one second.

Furthermore, his Stamina of 22.5 would further reduce the stun duration by half. Thus, after a mere 0.5 seconds, Fang Senyan aimed his iron fist at the "tree reflection" before him!

Never mind that Riel was still frantically sprinting ten meters away; even if Riel had managed to catch up, absolutely no one could have stopped Fang Senyan’s action! "Die," Fang Senyan uttered those two words in a remarkably flat tone, his head lowered.

Simultaneously, his fist shot out with indescribable speed! Retracted, then struck out again!

Retracted again! Struck out again!

As Fang Senyan unleashed his first punch, its speed was noticeably increased. By the time he threw the second, afterimages trailed behind it.

By the third strike, it was ethereal and formless, almost like a passing gust of wind! Armor Effect: Feral Hormone Injection activated!

(This passive ability has an internal cooldown of 30 seconds. After one activation, the ability will not trigger again for 30 seconds.) The next three normal attacks will have their attack speed increased by 100%/200%/300% sequentially!!!

However, the damage of each attack is reduced by 50%. Fang Senyan’s Feral Hormone Injection had been activated by Riel, but he was now directing its effect entirely onto Yu Ze!

After the first punch slammed home, Yu Ze was still in his 3-second stun. Upon taking damage, his disguise immediately failed, but a thin, pale blue shield was clearly visible coating his body, enveloping him like an eggshell.

This was one of the two initial bonus attributes granted upon reaching 20 base Intelligence for spellcasting specialists: the Mental Shield. This shield could absorb 50% of incoming damage and transfer it to Mental Power, effectively substituting damage with a deduction of Mental Power.

Initially, the damage absorption ratio was one point of damage per four points of Mental Power. However, the Mental Shield was an investment-type skill; spellcasting contractors usually reinforced it to a 2:1 expenditure ratio.

But at this moment, even though Yu Ze had unleashed his awakening skill, the preceding lengthy battle had already driven him into a severe state of Mental Power depletion. His current Mental Power relied entirely on natural recovery; if not for his reasonably good equipment, the sustained drain of the Mental Illusion alone could have drained him dry.

Even so, his Mental Power regeneration rate was barely keeping pace with consumption. Under these circumstances, Fang Senyan’s first punch shattered Yu Ze’s thin, pale blue shield into a spray of fragmented bubbles quite cleanly!

As the second punch was thrown, it landed heavily on Yu Ze’s abdomen—this one was truly raw impact against flesh! The force behind the fist was so immense that Fang Senyan could clearly feel that even through the thick abdominal wall, the enemy's internal organs, like the stomach and intestines, were being violently compressed into pathetic shapes.

By the time the third punch was thrown, Yu Ze had awakened, but Fang Senyan’s punching speed had reached a terrifying pace equivalent to 106 points of Dexterity (32 x 3). Such frenzied attack speed meant that not only a spellcasting contractor like Yu Ze, but even a Dexterity specialist like Riel could only take the blows as they came!

This punch, carrying the force of a thunderous deluge, cracked against Yu Ze’s chin with a sharp snap, sending him flying upwards with an uppercut. In that instant, Yu Ze’s jawbone shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces that ground against each other.

The agony was so intense that his vision went black, yet he couldn't even manage a scream. "No!!" Riel shrieked madly from behind Fang Senyan.

He drove his twin daggers hard towards Fang Senyan's back. Viewed from a distance, Riel’s faint silhouette surged forward, the silver daggers before his hands striking out like a beast’s fangs.

Silver light flashed, cutting into the tough skin of the back, revealing a cross-section of yellowish fat, severing the dark red muscle fibers, and spraying out bright scarlet blood, which was scattered further by the rapidly moving blades, splashing onto the ground beside them in a gruesome pool. Fang Senyan let out a muffled grunt.

Riel’s attack this time had likely triggered a defense-ignoring chance. It plunged a deep gash into his body, piercing straight through; the tip of the dagger was almost emerging from his abdomen!

But Fang Senyan’s only response to this was to take a deep breath, clamping down on Riel’s blades with his muscles and fat. Then, he raised both hands high, fingers locked palm-to-palm, and brought them down like a massive, brute iron hammer aimed squarely at Yu Ze, who had been knocked off his feet before him!

This crushing blow sent Yu Ze flying a full five or six meters away, but it also slammed him into a state of critical injury! He collapsed heavily onto the ground.