Chapter 137: Chapter 47 Torture and Killing Chapter 137: Chapter 47 Torture and Killing Editor: Noodletown Translations “`
The two of them took advantage of the dense twilight to evade the city’s security zone and, after passing a shop, had already changed into standard outdoor camping gear.
To outsiders, they appeared to be two outdoor enthusiasts preparing to camp in the Primitive Forest.
Such people were abundant every day, and people had long since grown accustomed to them.
As the two walked past the Cross-border Bridge along with the sparse pedestrians, they exchanged a glance and then gradually chose less crowded routes to proceed.
From the forest’s outer open area, they advanced deeper into the uninhabited zone.
When deep night arrived, many Fierce Beasts still lurked in the deepest parts, so the government prohibited entry.
The two went deeper, and the prohibited entry sign behind them had long vanished from sight.
Their feet trod on the thick fallen leaves, sometimes deeply, sometimes lightly.
The starlight filtered through the branches, creating dappled brightness on the ground.
At this moment, in the silent Primitive Forest, there were finally only the two of them.
“Phew, finally safe.”
“Hmm, but it’s a pity the mission failed.”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen such a cunning target, who could rely on intuition to evade an Eagle Strike V attack, it’s truly unbelievable.”
If it had been a Gauss Sniper Rifle, the target would have been dead for sure.”
“Alright, just thinking about it.
Using a Gauss Sniper Rifle at night would reveal that arc light and we’d never get out of the city.”
“Hmm, I hope we can get through tonight safely and prepare to retreat tomorrow.” The Observer fiddled with his Monocular Night Vision Goggles.
“Of course we’ll be safe.
Who could discover us here, considering how far we’ve come?”
The two exchanged glances and suddenly burst into laughter.
In such an absolutely quiet environment, only they could release the suppressed emotions in their hearts.
Indeed, deep in this Primitive Forest, with their survival skills, it was like being back home.
“Hehehe…”
At this moment, a low, cold laugh seemed to echo as if by illusion.
An echo?
Wrong!
Both of them simultaneously froze, then rolled back lightning-fast beside the tree trunk.
The man in black in the Observer role pulled out a Triangular dagger, while the sniper instantly had a delicate silver pistol appear in his palm.
Then both their sights focused on the figure half-squatting on the trunk ahead.
In the starlight streaming through the gaps, they saw that person’s head lowered, one arm hanging down the side, with blood dripping and ticking onto the fallen leaves.
But all of this was concealed in shadow, revealing only a vague outline.
In this silent Primitive Forest, this rhythmic sound was especially clear.
Tick…
tick…
“Who are you!?”
Hehe, that indifferent face lifted just as a beam of starlight illuminated the face, revealing Mu Fan’s cold and terrifying gaze.
“It’s you!”
“Impossible!”
They both exclaimed, although expressing different things, the meaning was entirely the same, a face shocked as if they’d seen a ghost.
It was the target!
How was this possible?
Someone hit by an Eagle Strike V’s 8.2mm steel-core bullet appeared before them just like that.
Even if that bullet just grazed your body, it’d leave a hole, and now this person’s arm was just hanging without any other features.
Moreover, the most exaggerated thing was—
This was a good ten kilometers away from the shooting point!
How could he possibly be here?
The thought took very little time, and their excellent professional skills instantly formed a unified opinion as they both rolled away.
The Observer wielded the Triangular dagger and began accelerating in a sprint, while the sniper behind raised the silver pistol, pulling the trigger.
He intended to provide covering fire for his companion.
Instantly, perfect coordination, wasn’t it?
The night perfectly concealed the blood-red in Mu Fan’s eyes.
Now he only wanted to do one thing—
To violently kill these two people in front of him!
He had never provoked anyone, just went out for a meal when he was nearly sniped.
Mu Fan’s eyes were blood-red, and his vision turned to a thick red.
Meanwhile, his aura around him, though violent, gradually faded, signaling the Dark Breath!
The Spiritual Perception at this moment enveloped the vicinity, breaking down the two’s actions into slide-show slow motion in Mu Fan’s mind.
Meanwhile, the black silhouettes representing their bodies had two vividly jumping red dots particularly obvious.
Those were…
hearts!
Beating, living hearts!
He clearly “saw” the first person with the Triangular dagger fully exerting with a leap and thrust, and clearly “saw” the person behind whose finger had already pulled the trigger.
Crack!
That tree trunk instantly snapped, and Mu Fan, kneeling on one knee, rode the collapsing trunk and smashed into the ground.
The fallen leaves erupted around him.
His limp left arm hung by his side, and Mu Fan lowered his head, emitting a beast-like roar.
Now!
Mu Fan’s eyes burned red; both legs stomped the ground fiercely.
Level 20 power burst!
Surpassing 5500KG of force!
Woosh!
The right arm, turned to a bowstring, pulled to its limit!
Mu Fan’s eyes were vividly blood-red, then!
With a momentum of relentless aggression, he struck out violently!
Five fingers together, the palm like a blade!
Like Lightning cutting through the night sky, piercing the Firmament!
The Outer Domain’s killing skills appeared again, the Violent Chisel Strike—Hand Stabbing!
Crash!
Mu Fan’s figure vanished from the spot.
Swish!
The Observer’s black-clad figure held the Triangular Blade powerlessly suspended above Mu Fan’s back, looking down at his chest where the arm was invisibly embedded, his eyes filled with infinite horror and disbelief.
Blood bubbled from his lips, unable to utter a word.
Mu Fan’s right arm had already penetrated the chest straight to the shoulder position, completely dyeing the forearm and palm red, appearing behind the black-clad person.
Bang!
The sniper’s pistol still shot empty, hastily adjusting the aim, targeting at his own companion’s back this time.
In Mu Fan’s vision, one red dot had disappeared, but there was still one more…
Kill!
Mu Fan did not pull out his blood-dripping arm but exerted force with his legs again, instantly depressing the fallen leaves into the ground.
A booming eruption!
His entire figure, pushing the already dead black-clad person, rushed toward the sniper, like a cannonball fiercely discharged.
Bang, bang, bang!
The sniper fired continuously, doing nothing more than opening more holes on his teammate’s back.
Thud!
The hand blade, with the forearm, penetrated the sniper’s heart.
Mu Fan’s expression turned menacing, exerting force once more.
Thud!
Pierced again!
Both black-clad figures were strung together by the arm-turned bayonet.
With a violent pull, the already dead figures collapsed to their knees; the right arm dripped steadily, this time flowing with the blood of the black-clad men, still carrying warmth from the freshly pierced two hearts.
Crisp insect chirps accentuated the increasing silence of the forest, and the bloody scent from the two corpses began attracting some Fierce Beasts, the sound of rustling brush started to gradually approach.
Turning to look around, Mu Fan clasped his arm, took a step, and leapt onto a branch, beginning to rush toward the riverbank.
In Mu Fan’s speeding leaps, the cold glint in his eyes receded yet never completely vanished, for on this night, he understood.
His life might encounter too many unexpected events.
So, he had to give everything—
To survive!
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