To this day, Cloud Body Technique has become a lightness skill that serves the public—essentially, it just makes people walk more lightly and move more nimbly. Most people regard it as a basic ancient martial art that is simple and easy to learn.

However, at this moment, Brian Carter, who was using Cloud Body Technique to dart through hundreds of sandstorm tornadoes at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, completely overturned the notion that Cloud Body Technique was merely a shallow ancient martial art.

Relying on this lightness skill, which the world considered low-level, Brian Carter's mobility had reached a terrifying level. Even the TZG-type land-sea-air combat mecha, renowned for its mobility, probably couldn't compare.

To find gaps and break through among hundreds of randomly moving sandstorm tornadoes required not only astonishing speed but also keen anticipation. Otherwise, no matter how fast or agile, it would be impossible to evade the onslaught of sandstorm tornadoes with diameters of up to fifty meters.

Now, Brian Carter had already penetrated more than five hundred meters into the forbidden zone, with only a little over two hundred meters left to the final central safe area—a five-square-kilometer oasis, the only paradise in the entire Death Black Desert.

The further forward, the denser the sandstorm tornadoes became. Many times, Brian Carter barely squeezed through two raging tornadoes that could instantly tear anything apart, passing with only half a body's width to spare. In his rapid, ever-changing movements, Brian Carter perfectly combined Cloud Body Technique with Ladder Cloud Leap, both ancient lightness skills.

With sudden rises and falls, abrupt stops and bursts, a series of afterimages flashed. Finally, with a sideways flip leaping a hundred meters high, Brian Carter landed on the edge of the oasis.

Behind him, the sandstorm tornadoes still howled. Looking ahead, after taking a deep breath, a trace of barely concealed killing intent flashed through Brian Carter's lively black eyes.

It was a bloodthirsty gaze. Even a battle-hardened veteran or a general who had crawled out of a pile of corpses would probably never possess such a beastly, murderous look. It was a gaze that completely set aside one's own survival, born purely for slaughter—an instinct Brian Carter had honed after experiencing the unforgettable agony of "death" over a thousand times.

“I will leave this damned Immortal Program, even if I have to die ten million more times!”

Brian Carter gripped the adamantine dagger in his hand even tighter, tapped the ground with his toes, and in a flash, his figure darted five meters, vanishing into the oasis at a speed no ordinary person could match.

Constantly living in danger, Brian Carter had long developed the good habit of maintaining high vigilance in unknown environments. Although this was a paradise in hell, Brian Carter dared not relax in the slightest.

“Since the Crimson Ao King can become the most powerful creature in the entire Death Black Desert, and is the only one to reach level ten mutation, its strength must far exceed what I can currently handle…” After all, if Brian Carter fought with all his might, he could only match a level eight creature. As for the even stronger level nine creatures, unless Brian Carter used some tricks and had some luck, his chance of dying in a fight would be over seventy percent.

“To obtain the crimson venomous stinger from the Crimson Ao King's tail… it seems there’s no shortcut at all. Unless I kill it, there’s really no other feasible way.” Brian Carter licked his somewhat dry lips, completely ignoring the crystal-clear lake not far away. Although he desperately needed water, after analyzing the situation and being seventy percent sure the Crimson Ao King would appear near the lake, Brian Carter began to lie in wait.

Never reveal yourself before your enemy does—this was a lesson Brian Carter learned after his three hundred and sixty-third death.

A whole day and night passed. Brian Carter didn’t move at all, but the killing intent in his eyes grew even more terrifying, like a ferocious beast lurking in the shadows, gathering strength and waiting for the moment to strike.

Chapter 9 Brian Carter's Counterattack

At some point, a graceful ripple appeared in the center of the tranquil lake. As the ripple spread, the entire lake seemed to tremble. Before long, a super-giant scorpion over thirty meters long and ten meters tall emerged from the water.

In just a few seconds, this colossal creature had already burst out of the lake. Accompanied by a thunderous roar that shook the earth, the giant scorpion stomped heavily onto the ground, its jet-black, ink-like carapace looking eerily strange under the moonlight.

The most eye-catching feature of this monster was its eight-meter-long giant tail—a crimson scorpion stinger as thick as a human arm, which greatly piqued Brian Carter's interest.

At that moment, the system voice sounded in Brian Carter's ear: “Crimson Ao King, level ten mutated creature, attack power S, defense A, mobility S…”

Facing this terrifying creature, the smile at the corner of Brian Carter's mouth only grew deeper, his eyes gleaming with a murderous light, as if ready to devour.

Holding the adamantine dagger in a reverse grip, Brian Carter remained motionless at first, but once he moved, it was with unstoppable momentum.

After enduring the baptism of death over a thousand times, Brian Carter's potential had been pushed to an unimaginable level. Every movement exuded an imposing aura. This pounce was like a tiger breaking out of its cage, and the strike, charged up all day, landed fiercely on the Crimson Ao King's massive, millstone-like back shell.