Futile Protection

Everything happened within three seconds.

Lu Siya did not slow down. Dragging the afterimage of electric arcs, she rushed up the mountain of discarded monster materials.

Whether it was the crystal bullets that whistled through the air, the blades that the Ghost Assassins deployed, or the three or five skin-flaying monsters that jumped high and opened their bloody mouths in a ferocious stance, neither of them seemed capable of stopping her from clearing a bloody path.

However, during that high-intensity situation, a new roadblock suddenly appeared before Lu Siya.

It was not the Ghost Assassins.

It was two Reapers.

They seemed to be the employees of the warehouse.

They were responsible for scanning and picking up materials of abandoned monsters, which contained weak spirit energy, and valuable materials for refining.