Trap of Time
Chen Ling's eyebrows slightly rose.
"...Yeah," Chen Ling laughed heartily. "If you're afraid, you can also not come in. Anyway, your gun has already been destroyed by me. The two of us will just stand far apart like this and see exactly who gets exhausted to death first."
Nie Yu's eyes grew increasingly icy cold. Especially that wolf pupil overlapping in the sky, it was frantically devouring his remaining Spiritual Power, wisps of faint light flickering within it.
The [Wild Hunting Ground] was constantly overdrawing Nie Yu's body. Furthermore, his body had already neared its limit long ago. If they continued to waste time like this, the first to die would definitely be him... Chen Ling was absolutely sure of this point, smiling as he stood amidst the rain curtains, wearing an expression of having nothing to do with this matter.
Obviously, Chen Ling was the one locked onto by the domain, the absolutely weaker party, yet he occupied the dominant position at this moment. With just one sentence, he forced Nie Yu into a dilemma where advancing and retreating were both difficult.
Nie Yu stood at the doorway holding his knife. After a brief hesitation, he still made up his mind and slowly walked into the factory building.
"Then let's try... whether your traps can kill me."
Regardless of whether Chen Ling had laid traps or not, it was impossible for Nie Yu to wait for death here. He would rather step into a trap and fight Chen Ling head-on than cowardly die outside the door under the other party's gaze.
Chen Ling was completely unsurprised by Nie Yu's choice. He casually lifted two metal gas tanks from the repair factory behind him and forcefully hurled them at Nie Yu's figure. The heavy gas tanks tore through the air, emitting a low hum.
Nie Yu furrowed his brows. He didn't use the Hunting Knife to slash them. He vigilantly stepped sideways to dodge, letting the two gas tanks fall to the ground behind him.
Following the sound of two metal clangs hitting the ground, the trap Nie Yu had imagined did not appear. Tensing his body, he said:
"What tricks do you exactly want to pull?"
"Ordinary traps, to a veteran Hunter like you, are naturally useless... Not to mention, with the augmentation of the domain, you can ignore obstacles and terrain, directly seeing through the layout of the traps," Chen Ling said unhurriedly. "So, I didn't prepare anything."
"You're playing me again??" Anger climbed up in Nie Yu's eyes once more.
"That's not it either."
Chen Ling took out a flip phone and glanced at the time on it, "00:17:49."
"The trap I prepared... is time."
As Chen Ling forcefully pulled open a corner of the tarp beneath him, lines of text outlined in fresh blood were exposed to the air!
[00:10:__]
[00:11:__]
[00:12:__]
[...]
[00:17:__]
[...]
The first thing to catch Nie Yu's eyes was a long string of half-written times. From 12:10 AM to 12:30 AM, they were all arranged in sequence, only lacking the seconds.
Nie Yu didn't understand what these numbers meant, nor was he interested in watching Chen Ling play the fool anymore. He forcefully gripped the Hunting Knife in his hand, his figure sprinting towards Chen Ling at extreme speed!
Right at the moment he moved, Chen Ling raised a bloodstained fingertip and rapidly wrote down the current seconds in the blank space of [00:17:__]!
As a gust of strong wind swept through the factory building, that tarp was completely lifted. A long string of complete narrative text outlined in fresh blood was entirely exposed to the air.
[00:17:54, thunder rolls. The metal canopy of the abandoned factory building becomes the best conductor in the Wilderness. A bolt of lightning strikes down from the sky vault, happening to pass through a gap in the broken metal shack, hitting Nie Yu, who is rapidly moving with his knife!]
Crackle—
Strands and wisps of electric arcs flashed across the metal canopy. In the next moment, a pale bolt of lightning like a furious dragon roared and fell from the sky vault!
Nie Yu's pupils shrank abruptly.
Boom—!!!
The thick thunder frantically flashed amidst the rain curtains. The oxygen and acetylene tanks of the repair factory that Chen Ling had just thrown out were also ignited by the splashing sparks at this moment. Lightning mixed with flames exploded beneath the canopy, as if a blazing sun engulfed Nie Yu's figure within it!
Electric arcs wandered beneath the metal canopy. Chen Ling's Great Crimson Theatrical Robe was blown and rolled up by the strong wind. He blocked in front of himself with one hand. Reflected in his pupils was that mass of blinding explosion fireworks, slightly narrowed.
Before the residual fire dissipated, Chen Ling shot out howling like an arrow leaving the bowstring!
At this moment, after being struck head-on by the thunder, Nie Yu's whole body was already charred black and unrecognizable as a human shape. Adding to that the subsequently detonated oxygen and acetylene tanks, even with the [Iron Raiment] attached to his body, it was mostly shattered. But even so, he still didn't die.
He let out an angry roar. The last bit of potential in his body completely erupted. However, before he could dash out with his knife, a sharp Bone-Stripping Knife was flung out by a blood-colored palm. Tearing through the billowing thick smoke, it accurately pierced into his left eye!
Pfft—!
Even the [Iron Raiment] couldn't cover this vital spot of the eye. With a splash of blood color, Nie Yu's wolf pupil was replaced by the hilt of the Bone-Stripping Knife. A painful low roar instantly echoed through the factory building.
At the same time, an icy cold voice sounded from his side:
"Judgment."
From the pitch-black Handgun muzzle, a bullet capable of deconstructing everything shot out. In an instant, it tore a vacuum path through the black smoke, completely shattering Nie Yu's Hunting Knife along with half of his body down to the molecular level, annihilating him into nothingness.
From Chen Ling writing down the time, to the explosion, to now, a total of less than two seconds had passed. Ninety-nine percent of the Audience in front of their screens hadn't seen clearly what had happened when they saw Nie Yu, with only half his body left, fly backwards out of the thick smoke. He heavily smashed into the wall surface, a Bone-Stripping Knife still stuck in his eye, his appearance incomparably wretched!
"Ugh... cough cough cough cough..."
Gurgling fresh blood bloomed on the ground. Nie Yu's shattered half body was charred black and hideous. His only remaining eye stared fixedly at Chen Ling, who was slowly walking over, his eye full of unwillingness and shock.
Nie Yu didn't understand why that lightning bolt could strike him with such coincidence. Nor did he understand how Chen Ling tore open his [Iron Raiment] with one shot and annihilated half of his body into nothingness... He felt the power of a domain in that shot. But this guy was clearly just a Third Tier, how could he have a domain?!
Green smoke floated up from the pitch-black muzzle. Chen Ling, covered in wounds, stumbled over from afar. Due to excessive blood loss, his face was as pale as paper... His body was also nearing its limit.
He looked up and glanced. That wolf pupil hanging in the sky had already gradually dissipated, meaning that Nie Yu could no longer maintain the domain, and the power locking onto Chen Ling disappeared along with it.
"It seems... the outcome is decided."
At this moment, Nie Yu had completely lost his mobility, leaning against the wall like a shattered corpse. Only that sole remaining eye was still sinisterly staring at Chen Ling.
Chen Ling stood still in front of Nie Yu. That gun muzzle was raised again, pressing against Nie Yu's charred glabella.
He said indifferently:
"Do you... have any last words?"