Mu Yuqiu, upon hearing the news that her parents had been murdered, was overwheld with grief and hatred, especially toward the Ghost Society.
Inside a humble hut, all of her teammates had gathered together.
Mu Yuqiu said in a solemn tone, "This ti, the mission I've been tasked with is to poison the well, and then render everyone unconscious with the poison. Once it's done, I'll signal them, and they plan to wipe everyone out in one swift move."
"Such a cruel tactic. You clearly had many opportunities to use poison along the way. Why did they wait until we arrived at the village to tell you to act?" Lin Chen asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"I don't know either," Mu Yuqiu shook her head.
At this mont, Lan Xingyue's elder sister, Lan Xingling, suddenly spoke up, "I know the reason. Their target isn't you all; it's this village."
"What?" Everyone's hearts trembled upon hearing Lan Xingling's words.
"So, you're saying they've been using us as bait all along to draw out the villagers?" Lin Chen responded, piecing the puzzle together.
Lan Xingling nodded and said, "Actually, the people of this village have a sacred mission. They are guarding a secret within a hidden mystical realm."
"A secret?" Lin Chen was stunned.
"This mystical realm not only offers abundant Spiritual Energy for cultivation, but it also contains a secret—a passage to a mysterious space. The villagers are the Guardians of the entrance to this very space."
"So that's how it is!" Lin Chen exclaid in surprise.
On the side, Kusha added, "To enter this mystical realm, two items are needed: the jade token in your possession and the Blood of the Divine."
"Blood of the Divine?" Lin Chen's gaze sharpened.
While Lin Chen possessed the jade token, the Blood of the Divine was elusive—where could it be found?
"We have the Blood of the Divine as well. Lin Chen is the Chosen One," Zhao Xiaohua said abruptly.
"What? The Chosen One!" Kusha looked at Lin Chen in confusion.
"Xiaohua, are you kidding ? How could I be the Chosen One?" Lin Chen felt utterly baffled.
"You don't need to understand why. You only need to accept that you are. Right now, what matters is figuring out how to deal with those who've been hunting us down," Zhao Xiaohua said coolly.
"Those bastards... Do they think I'm just so Hello Kitty if I don't show my claws? I've already devised a plan to deal with them," Lin Chen replied coldly.
After outlining his plan, the group kept nodding in agreent.
The next day, the village held a grand feast. The entire tribe sang and danced, the atmosphere was lively and jubilant.
Not far away, in the jungle, Burton watched the rry celebrations from a distance, a cold smile creeping across his face, "Go ahead, dance, laugh. This will soon be your last mont of joy!"
Hahn voiced his concern, "Are you certain there's no problem?"
Burton replied smugly, "Relax. With my Qixiang Powder in effect, they'll soon fall into a deep coma."
The night grew darker, and an eerie silence enveloped the village.
A scout ran over excitedly, "Boss, there's no sound coming from the village—even the sentries at the entrance are silent."
Almost simultaneously, a torch ignited within the village.
"That's Mu Yuqiu's signal. She's succeeded," Burton laughed triumphantly.
"Brothers, charge into the village! The won inside are yours!" Hahn declared with a sinister laugh.
The rcenaries' eyes glowed with greed as they scrambled toward the village.
Indeed, they encountered no resistance and easily invaded the village.
The village was eerily quiet, save for a single burning torch. Not a soul was in sight.
The group of rcenaries entered the village and began hunting for won.
But the village was completely empty.
"Sothing's wrong. We've been tricked," Hahn suddenly realized.
Just as he was about to order a retreat, arrows rained down from the trees surrounding the forest.
Set on a clearing within dense woods, the village was encircled by towering trees.
Now, the nimble Doba villagers were attacking from above, turning the rcenaries into sitting ducks with nowhere to hide.
"Retreat imdiately!" Hahn roared, brandishing his gun.
The rcenaries abandoned over twenty corpses, retreating in panic toward the village's edge.
But as they reached the entrance, explosions erupted.
The rcenaries had unknowingly wandered into a minefield.
Gunfire bood, trapping the rcenaries like prey in a pot.
Landmines surrounded the rcenaries, making every step a potential death sentence.
Gunshots poured down from all directions, leaving the rcenaries cornered.
To their credit, the rcenaries were highly skilled fighters, managing to break out of the encirclent despite the odds.
Even so, their losses were catastrophic—only seven rcenaries remained to escort Hahn out.
Hahn looked disheveled; his once pristine uniform was in tatters, his previously dashing face now pale with terror and defeat.
"Bang!"
Just as Hahn and his n escaped and tried to catch their breath, a gunshot echoed.
A rcenary beside Hahn fell to the ground, lifeless.
The remaining rcenaries, who had just sat down to rest, imdiately grabbed their guns in panic.
"Bang!" Another shot rang out, and another rcenary fell into a pool of blood.
The fear of death spread like wildfire among the rcenaries, who frantically fired their guns.
Yet the gunfire faded briefly before resuming.
"Thud!" Another rcenary collapsed to the ground.
One vengeful bullet after another struck the rcenaries like phantom assassins.
As more rcenaries fell beside him, Hahn's face turned ashen.
All seven rcenaries were soon eliminated by the ghostly sniper, leaving Hahn alone.
Clutching a pistol in his trembling hands, Hahn staggered backward step by step.
Suddenly, he felt sothing hard pressing against his temple.
"Why? I carried out your orders exactly as instructed. Why do you still want to kill them?" Mu Yuqiu asked coldly.
Trembling violently, Hahn pleaded, "I-I was wrong... Please, spare ."
"Spare you? When your people murdered my parents, did they ever consider sparing them?" Mu Yuqiu roared.
"It wasn't
who gave the orders! Your parents' deaths had nothing to do with ," Hahn begged as he discreetly gripped a dagger in his palm.
"Die!" Mu Yuqiu's finger tightened on the trigger, but Hahn suddenly darted to her rear.
Just as his dagger aid for Mu Yuqiu, an arrow streaked through like lightning, piercing Hahn's arm and pinning it to a tree.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Hahn scread in agony as Lin Chen erged from the forest, holding a bow and arrow.
Reviews
All reviews (0)