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"Hmm? It seems there is a commotion over there." Liu Lianyue, who had been hiding behind the rocky cover and waiting for the other party to make a move, showed a hint of surprise on his face.
Could it be that reinforcements had arrived? But clearly, the Arms Princess was aware that Yang Xiaoyou's potential allies were in another location, and they had been the ones to suffer an attack first. This situation was rather intriguing.
"It's not our allies; it's a dog-eat-dog scenario." Fia's expression was quite peculiar at that moment, appearing somewhat unstable and incredulous.
If that seemingly mad fellow was advancing recklessly into sensitive territory solely based on his own control and predictions to reach this state, then such a level of existence was far more significant than that bastard researcher!
The Hive Security Company was essentially Blackwater Security Company. They would never waste someone with such mastery over the battlefield on trivial matters like this!
Moreover, if his control truly reached such a terrifying level, he would undoubtedly be aware of his ultimate fate. He must have a thorough understanding of the opponent's sniper capabilities. Would someone so extraordinary willingly sacrifice themselves for a slightly important researcher?
No matter how one thought about it, that was impossible!
Given this, Fia couldn't believe that fellow would be preparing to feign closeness only to be accidentally shot. Only those in the same field could truly understand each other. She deeply comprehended the terror of such grasp and control. In fact, considering it happening right before her eyes made her understanding even more profound.
The thought of Heart brought a strange look to Fia's eyes.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even if one could predict to such an extent and grasp both sides' positions with such detail, there’s no reason for that practitioner to act precisely according to the opponent's intentions!" In the end, Fia completely denied that possibility, leaving only a seed of doubt in her mind.
"Ha? They actually started fighting among themselves. That's good. Even if they try to delay the police, with a case this severe, it won't take long for the armed forces to arrive. As long as we can hold out until then, we’ll be fine." Liu Lianyue felt a surge of energy upon hearing Fia's words.
The performance of the Arms Dealer along the way had already made her aware of the terror he possessed. It was quite similar to a mission that Leader had personally overseen last time; although their styles were vastly different, both individuals had exceptionally frightening abilities.
"You can't just stick to a defensive mindset. You can't be sure whether they have heavy weapons or not. If all they have are a few grenades and we keep holding our ground, once they get close, we won't be able to withstand it. Plus, if we choose to defend, they know time is against them and will surely launch an even more aggressive attack at any cost.
Don't focus on the time; keep moving around them. If there's an opportunity, take a few of them down. It’s best to give them the feeling that they can catch us if they just push a little harder." After regaining her composure, Fia said with a smile, though a strange glint flashed in her eyes.
"No matter how loyal they are, everyone fears death. Once you give them even a slight chance, the likelihood of them risking everything for a desperate attack decreases significantly."
Feeling the chaos in the jungle, it wasn't long before Fia and her group began to move. Yang Xiaoyou, who had come to understand Fia's character somewhat, grasped her intent.
Without this conflict, there was no doubt that the risk would have been greater. However, since Revenant and the Common Unity Party had sent people to confront each other, this method's effectiveness had undoubtedly increased significantly.
To be honest, Yang Xiaoyou hadn't expected her actions to go so smoothly. Certainly, her abnormal projection ability allowed her to fully grasp everyone's positions and movement trajectories, but achieving the best results required her own movement.
Using Ren Pengfei, whose physical abilities were not remarkable, she initially thought they would only provoke each other. After all, any mistake in his movements could lead to failure before reaching their goal.
If Yang Xiaoyou took half of the credit for this operation, then undoubtedly the other half belonged to Dream Butterfly. Ren Pengfei, who was already filled with fear and was just an ordinary person, seemed to have his mind go blank after being suppressed by Dream Butterfly's low murmurs.
It felt as if he could write whatever he wanted freely.
It was like formatting a disk and then using his own momentum combined with language to write new programs into it.
It was almost as if he controlled part of his own body—a perfect puppet master.
"I was actually waiting for you to come over, but since it’s like this..." As Yang Xiaoyou observed the movements of Both Sides, a glimmer flickered in her eyes.
It was best to avoid exposing herself in front of that princess.
After checking the few jade ornaments in the large pocket of Dream Butterfly's shirt, Yang Xiaoyou earnestly reminded her once more.
These ornaments had been gradually refined during the time she showcased her skills, and with her abilities, they were more than sufficient for self-defense, especially since that group had not targeted her.
Then, taking advantage of Fia and the others making their move, his figure calmly vanished from the spot. As he disappeared, Beside's parasol automatically closed, blocking most of the view inside, ensuring that no one else could notice that only this Idol Sister remained here.
"Where did this group of bastards come from?" Originally, while Wolf Tooth was aiming at Sniper, he had planned to move over and deal with Blade, who had 'injured' Charming Shadow. Now, pulling a dagger from a corpse, his face appeared somewhat grim.
His already pale complexion turned even more ferocious, and his Goldfish Eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.
This mission should have been successful by now.
However, Wolf Tooth's unexpected misfire, combined with the sudden emergence of a group of bastards, completely disrupted his plans. If he didn’t know Wolf Tooth’s character so well, he might have suspected it was intentional sabotage.
Moreover, those allies who seemed to be pursuing Target Two had suddenly turned against him due to an inexplicable madman appearing on the scene.
Although this group of fellow mercenaries was far inferior in individual strength compared to him, they were definitely seasoned Mercenaries, especially considering their considerable numbers. Even handling them would be quite challenging, let alone pursuing the mission target.
Just as he prepared to temporarily avoid confrontation and not waste energy on targets outside the mission, he suddenly felt a chilling sensation creep over him.
In an instant, a cold aura erupted from him like a cunning snake, instilling a sense of danger that a lethal strike could happen at any moment.
Being sent by Revenant to hunt down Charming Shadow, with the potential presence of Shadow of Death, meant that their strength was undoubtedly top-tier—at least on par with Ming Mei Shuang Ying!
From this dense and elusive force, one could catch a glimpse of its unpredictable nature.
However, just as his expression changed and the dagger in his hand sliced through the air with a fierce wind, the entire thicket seemed to tremble. It shook on its own without any wind, as if it were under immense pressure, trying to yield.
A heavy atmosphere hung in the air, almost solidifying.
As the dagger created a mist of energy and cut through the sharp sound of slicing air, it suddenly snapped in mid-air.
"Clang."
"Thud."
Almost simultaneously with the dagger's break, a spray of blood erupted from Blade.
It gushed out in a smooth arc from his chest to his throat.
In disbelief, he turned with great difficulty, opening his mouth as a surge of blood filled his throat. Ultimately, he couldn't utter the words he intended; instead, he emitted a chilling sound that echoed eerily.
A figure began to materialize behind him, gradually revealing itself like flames igniting. It held the broken blade of the dagger between its fingers, droplets of blood still dripping from it.
"This! How could it possibly reach this level!" Yang Xiaoyou, who had already steadied himself, was equally unable to calm down.
He was confident in his abilities. Even with his injuries now healed, he felt capable of defeating the assassin codenamed Blade head-on.
However, there was no doubt that Blade, who lingered in his memory, was exceptionally skilled. If he wanted to take down his opponent quickly, Yang Xiaoyou was prepared to pay a certain price.
Yet, after his first attempt at merging the momentum following the incident with the insect, Yang Xiaoyou discovered that he seemed to have become the master of fate itself; the life and death of his opponent rested solely in his thoughts!
This was a strong individual who had grasped the Momentum Level, and even among those at this level, he was not weak. But just as he brushed aside the thought of killing, his body instinctively completed the remaining actions, as natural and simple as drinking water. The time around him did not merely slow down; it felt as if it had come to a complete standstill!
When two completely different forces merged together, this inexplicable change occurred.
Yang Xiaoyou even believed that during that period after the fusion of momentum, he could have fought against Luo Guohui’s displayed strength last time. While he might not have been able to suppress him, he certainly would not lose!
However, upon checking his own Consumption afterward, Yang Xiaoyou was secretly alarmed. He had previously attempted the fusion of momentum in a simple manner.
That geometric increase in Consumption was estimated to last for thirty seconds.
Yet now, after suddenly launching an attack and reaching his goal within mere seconds, he had consumed nearly half of his energy. It seemed that the duration of this fusion would vary depending on how much he utilized it.
Or perhaps it would change according to the strength of his opponent. If the opponent was weaker than him, then a single thought could lead to their immediate demise. This feeling bore some resemblance to the sense of controlling life and death during his peak period; it already possessed the embryonic form of transformation.
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