Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Devil Dog and the Tall Man
Editor: Atlas Studios
“Gulp~ Thud thud thud”
On the quiet street, at the mouth of a dimly lit alley dripping with dark red blood, an object resembling a bowling ball was slowly rolling, gradually entering the alley from the shadows, and then ca to a stop by Tang Qi’s feet.
Tang Qi didn’t move, nor did he kick it away.
He simply glanced at it silently, and then followed the curved trail of blood with his eyes to the dark area ahead.
There, stood a tall figure, and at his feet lay a headless body.
Without a doubt, the head that belonged to the body was now lying at Tang Qi’s feet.
It was a rugged head with lion’s mane-like ssy hair and a thick beard, exuding a wild aura; however, the face with bulging flesh showed a mixture of terror and unwillingness, perhaps because he saw the murderer, or perhaps the sight of his beloved pet being killed.
At this ti, Tang Qi certainly didn’t have the ti to pick up the decapitated head and return it to its owner.
In his eyes, several special interfaces appeared.
The first thing he saw was the seven giant wolfhounds.
[Extraordinary Creature: Crossbreed Devil Dog.]
[State: Dead.]
[Information Fragnt One: Mr. Skana was obsessed with the novel “Devil Dog,” believing that the terrifying wolfhounds from the novel could be created in reality through crossbreeding and hybridization. He sacrificed everything for this, his efforts were ant to fail, but the return of the Spiritual Tide changed the outco.]
[Information Fragnt Two: These crossbred wolfhounds possessed extraordinary strength, speed, and a bloodthirsty nature. To feed them, Mr. Skana eventually beca a devil-like person, taking his pets out for predation every night, preying on innocent passersby or holess people.]
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Just like the first impression, these giant wolfhounds were indeed extraordinary creatures.
Unfortunately, the extraordinary strength and speed they possessed did not save them from the slaughter of firearms.
Their master, the brawny man nad Mr. Skana, was now decapitated, with his torso on the opposite side and his head on this side. He didn’t have a special interface, probably because Skana had turned into a devil-like evildoer but did not gain Transcendent recognition.
But all of these were unimportant, because what caused Tang Qi to tense up and his hair to stand on end was the looming figure slowly erging from the shadows on the opposite side.
This was a tall man, very skinny, with a body and limbs out of proportion, wearing so kind of dirty and slly cleaner’s clothes. What drew attention was the pair of shiny kitchen knives in his hands that hung down past his knees.
Malice, the kind of malice that nearly made Tang Qi erupt, enveloped him.
Among the malicious intents he had felt before shutting down the Curse Mark, this one was the most intense.
So, the answer beca clear.
“On the plains, many predators eyed the sa plump prey, but only the strongest could step forward to make the initial kill?”
“Are you, the strongest among these monsters?”
As Tang Qi spoke, both his hands moved simultaneously, one reached into his pocket and swiftly pulled out sothing, while the other shook No.1 Bloodline to open, changing the magazine in a phantom-like movent in half a breath.
At this mont, the tall figure had yet to make a move, only tilting a dirty, indistinguishable face, watching Tang Qi with an amused expression.
That look was akin to you standing in a cramd restroom, a cockroach slowly crawling beneath your feet, you had no intention of letting it go, rely contemplating which foot to use, at what angle, and with how much force to crush it to death.
And in the surrounding darkness, the peering gazes did not affect him.
In this area, he was not the king who ruled over all, but he could feel that, with each passing day, his power was growing stronger, far outpacing any “kindred” in the darkness.
Maybe one day!
I can co out during the day, take off all those human heads, pile them up, make a mountain? Or perhaps a castle?
Hmmm, everything sounds quite good.
“Bang”
While he was still pondering, an explosion erupted in the air ahead.
As the sulfur-scented sparks blood in the darkness, a brass bullet coated with a faint golden light fla headed towards his skull, followed by “bang bang bang” – five dull sounds in succession, five more golden strears bursting forth.
The bullet that easily killed the crossbreed Devil Dogs, with its automatic adjustnt of firing rate and angle, completely sealed off all escape routes for the abnormally tall figure.
Since it’s an Abnormality, it will certainly be severely damaged by contact with the lting Furnace Power.
This was sothing Tang Qi had already confird on the Witch of Misfortune; since the lting Furnace Power is a Transcendent Level force comparable to Doomsday Magic, then this “Abnormality” born within the city should not be able to withstand it.
After firing all the bullets, Tang Qi’s hands did not pause for a mont, applying the Chaga Fighting Technique skills to reloading his weapon.
This ti, he loaded Blood Python No.1 with Sea Demon Bullets.
His forehead, the back of his neck, and his armpits were all bursting with sweat.
Because of the ditation thod, Tang Qi was not only sensitive to human emotions but also had a clear perception of crisis.
Just now, killing the painter and Devil Dog didn’t make him too nervous.
But now it was different; he could feel terrifying malice engulfing him from all around, as if his back was being pricked by nurous needles.
“Although the lights have gone out, the moths refuse to leave.”
“Killing the biggest one might shock the rest.”
In Tang Qi’s mind, thoughts rose and fell swiftly, and as Blood Python No.1 was reloaded and raised again, ready to fire flas from the barrel.
“Ding~ Ding Ding”
“Buzz~ Bang”
Brilliant knife lights flashed six tis, shattering all the bullets, and then a phantom bridged the distance between them in an instant, using a thod almost akin to “Instant Teleportation” to appear in front of Tang Qi. Tang Qi barely had ti to raise an arm when he was hit as if struck by a high-speed car.
His body hit the wall at an excessive speed, bricks and debris flying, and the recoil pain struck Tang Qi’s back sharply, stirring his chest and abdon like turbulent waters.
Spurt!
Without a doubt, he spat blood.
At the sa ti, he realized that this opponent was far stronger than he had imagined.
Tang Qi struggled to raise his head, staring at the tall figure approaching step by step. Now this tall person had changed from the beginning.
From his back and below his ribs, “puff puff” sounds were heard, as two pairs of overly long arms broke through the flesh and stretched out, shockingly each hand was holding the sa style of kitchen knife.
Drips of fresh blood fell, its head turned counterclockwise with a creaking sound, a normal face contorting into a ferocious smile. A mouth began to slowly crack open, then continued all the way to the ears, revealing saw-like teeth and a dark throat…
As it stepped towards Tang Qi, passing by the corpses of Devil Dogs that had been shot in the head, they suddenly seed to have been sliced open like fabric.
“Shhh”
“Rip~”
They splattered apart, blood spurting wildly, turning a sinister alleyway into a scene like hell.
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder?
Or just a pure love for mutilating corpses?
Tang Qi squinted his eyes, watching the tall humanoid Monster approaching, and finally, a familiar special interface popped up in the depths of his eyes.
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