Chapter 895: Hat Trick

"[Divination of Fortune · Receiving Auspiciousness]."

Sun Bumian's voice sounded from behind Jian Changsheng, and a domain had already enveloped the entire battlefield!

All the black "ominous" energy seen by those eyes began to rotate like a vortex, gradually being repelled outward; all the golden "auspicious" energy rushed frantically into his body... Colorful flames ignited on Sun Bumian's body.

The sound of firecrackers crackled around him, and the luck of the underworld favored his body. He stepped forward like a burning humanoid lion!

"[Cloud Step]."

In this state, all of Sun Bumian's skills were performed beyond their limits. [Cloud Step] was so fast that it was impossible to capture with the naked eye, and the colorful flames streaked across the entire street like electric light!

Mo Lian was fighting Bai Ye amidst the chaotic rain of weapons. As if sensing something, he turned his head to look, but his gaze could no longer keep up with the figure that moved like a colorful lightning bolt...

A gust of wind blew, and Sun Bumian, wreathed in colorful flames, appeared behind Mo Lian like a ghost!

His palm reached for the black bowler hat.

The moment his fingertips were about to touch the brim, Sun Bumian's body shuddered, a mouthful of blood surged from his throat, and he lost all his strength, rolling powerlessly to the ground...

Sun Bumian lay on his back on the ground, his face looking even worse than Jian Changsheng's. His hand subconsciously covered a part of his stomach, and his breathing was extremely heavy!

"Huh... I was clearly aiming for the heart, how did I end up pulling out the liver instead?"

Mo Lian looked at the bloody liver in his hand, appearing somewhat surprised.

But Sun Bumian, lying on the ground, knew very well that it was the "auspiciousness" gathered on him that had saved his life, causing Mo Lian's hand to miss. If his heart had been stolen directly, he probably would have died on the spot...

"That is a Tier 7 Saint of Thieves, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Bai Ye felt extremely guilty seeing Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian both seriously injured. They were just a group of Tier 4 youngsters; it was impossible for them to participate in this battle and come out unscathed... Bai Ye had actually realized this, but he really had no other choice.

Mo Lian had that hat with the residual Silver King's mark, which could resist stealing. If Bai Ye had relied solely on himself, it would have been almost impossible to defeat Mo Lian.

But regardless, Jian Changsheng's serious injury ignited Bai Ye's temper. He abandoned his conservative defensive strategy and began to take the initiative to attack Mo Lian!

As the white light around him gradually expanded, all the weapons that had been aimed at him were stolen and sent from all directions to attack Mo Lian, forcing him to gradually distance himself from Jian Changsheng so he wouldn't have the chance to finish off Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian.

"Thief God Path, Tier 1 [Steal Object], Tier 2 [Steal Face], Tier 3 [Steal Light]... Starting from the Tier 4 domain, one can achieve large-scale, unlimited stealing."

Black light wandered around Mo Lian. Weapons, stones, and even snowflakes... Endless matter flashed between Bai Ye and Mo Lian. In the extremely fast "stealing game" between the two, they seemed to fill every corner of the space.

"Tier 5 can achieve 'segmented stealing' of matter, that is, stealing a part from a complete object... for example, stealing a heart."

"It isn't until Tier 6 that the skills of different paths begin to differ, but now that I have stolen your ability, all our skills are the same..."

"We could fight like this for three days and three nights."

Mo Lian pointed at Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian on the side. "But they don't seem to be able to hold on for that long."

Bai Ye's heart sank to the bottom.

Mo Lian was right. With the same skills and the same tier, it was almost impossible for the two of them to decide a winner, not to mention the opponent had that hat... And Jian Changsheng and the others could hardly hurt Mo Lian. If they kept dragging it out like this, their disadvantage would only grow.

Wait...

Where did Chen Ling go?

Bai Ye seemed to realize something and began to look around, trying to find Chen Ling's shadow...

"Screw you, you asshole Saint of Thieves!" Jian Changsheng, pinned to the tree, spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered. "Still trying to use us to threaten Senior Bai Ye? Do you really think we have no way to deal with you?"

"Oh? With just you lot, how can you deal with me?" Mo Lian glanced at him with disdain.

"Time is about up... That guy Red Heart should have found it by now, right?" Sun Bumian clutched his stomach and looked around in pain.

Rustle—

The sound of footsteps on the snow came from an alleyway to the side.

Mo Lian turned to look, only to see a red theatrical robe walking out of a grocery store, his calm gaze looking toward here... Their gazes collided in the air.

Mo Lian then remembered that he hadn't seen Chen Ling since he started fighting Bai Ye. It looked like he had gone to find something?

Mo Lian's gaze gradually moved downward...

He saw that Chen Ling had a straw hat in his hand.

The style of this straw hat was very old, looking like it had just been found in this city. It wasn't a ritual artifact, nor did it have any special qualities... It really was just an ordinary straw hat.

"Finally found it..." Chen Ling patted the dust off the hat, raised his hand casually, and slowly placed it on his head.

Mo Lian saw this and seemed somewhat puzzled, but he still sneered,

"Disappeared for so long, just for such an ugly hat?"

"Ugly hat?"

The red theatrical robe fluttered in the wind. Chen Ling lowered his head slightly. The black bowler hat looked exceptionally stylish on his head, like a famous actor from the Republic of China era...

He raised his hand to press the brim and smiled slightly,

"It does look quite ugly on your head."

Seeing the familiar bowler hat on Chen Ling's head, Mo Lian was stunned for a moment, subconsciously reaching up to touch his own head... A rough straw hat had somehow replaced the original bowler hat.

“？？？”

Scarlet Trick.

The Thief God Path was ineffective against the Silver King's mark, but the tricks of the Distortion God Path were not included in that.

Ever since he decided to deal with that hat, Chen Ling had immediately started looking for a suitable object. After all, if he wanted to activate the Scarlet Trick to replace an object, the two had to be similar in appearance... Fortunately, in this city, finding a hat wasn't that difficult.

Mo Lian's pupils contracted sharply. His heart sank to the bottom, and he immediately raised his hand, wanting to steal the hat back from Chen Ling's head, but a palm had already taken the lead, sticking silently to the back of his head...

"Your hat doesn't seem to fit that well." In the wind and snow, Bai Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

The next moment, a thick heart-python bit into Mo Lian's head!

Bai Ye's "heart-python" tore frantically at Mo Lian's memory, swallowing it into its belly in large gulps. Not a single wound was left on Mo Lian's body, but he stood blankly in the snow, the confusion in his eyes growing deeper...