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The air was thick and viscous, like mercury, making Qian Kai feel as though he could hardly breathe, completely losing the composure expected of a martial artist.
An elusive pressure, seemingly endless, bore down on him, causing the scenery before his eyes to blur!
This was occurring even as he experienced a significant transformation in his spirit, nearly crossing a threshold! If it had been his former self, he would have likely been in an even worse state!
Now, with his current abilities, he feared that under such oppression, he would be unable to exert even half of his strength. He couldn't control the rhythm or rely on instinct; the combat techniques that had once become second nature felt rigid and clumsy!
This was the most basic manifestation of the crushing effect of power!
Before he made his current breakthrough, during his time as a Red Dragon, he had attempted tests against super strong opponents from the company, and at that time, he had yearned for this realm.
However, the sense of oppression back then was nothing compared to the invisible pressure emanating now, which felt like comparing a firefly to the bright moon!
The crackling of flames and the howling of the cold wind had faded from his perception; it seemed as if all that existed in this world was that figure before him, which appeared to grow larger and more imposing like a deity or demon.
"How long ago was that?" It was only when this indifferent voice emerged that Qian Kai felt his surroundings return to normal. As he looked at the seemingly harmless and refined young man before him, he was so shocked that he could hardly speak!
The mental impact he had just experienced felt like an instant yet stretched over countless years—something that might never fade away!
No matter what, he could not fathom that the boy he had encountered a few times could be such a terrifying presence! Even the Director he had met before did not possess such an overwhelming pressure!
"Hmm?" Before Qian Kai could respond, Yang Xiaoyou turned to glance outside the valley. Then, with a slight twist of his leg on the ground, a handful of snow scattered into the air, forming a curtain of snow that completely obscured both inside and outside views.
"Get down." At the same time, his voice reached the ears of others. However, aside from Demoness and Zhang Liang who held Huang Yue down, everyone else remained dazed and confused, still processing the initial shock and what this command implied.
As soon as those words fell, Yang Xiaoyou and Qian Kai simultaneously moved apart to either side.
The sound of a gunshot pierced through the air, cutting through the snow that had yet to settle on the ground. A large hunter with a beard, standing with a shotgun, suddenly erupted in a spray of blood from his head. He was sent flying backward!
In such harsh conditions, with visibility obscured by the falling snow, the precision of that shot was astonishing. The sniper's skill was nothing short of terrifying.
As the bearded man crashed to the ground, his head reduced to a bloody mess, red and white splatters hit the faces of other hunters nearby. It was only then that everyone snapped back to reality. Huang Yue and two other students screamed in unison.
"The PSG1 modified semi-automatic sniper rifle from HK Company! Ha! To hit a target at this distance in such conditions—it's you, isn't it? It's you, right? Haha! It must be you!" Crouching low and using the terrain for cover, Yang Xiaoyou's eyes displayed an inexplicable change. The intensity of her reaction surpassed even what she felt upon hearing the news earlier.
She seemed to have gone a bit mad!
A surge of fragmented memories mixed with a violent urge for slaughter exploded in her mind, breaking free.
"Get lost! What are you doing here?" At the entrance of a high-class area, a stunning woman in a beige nightgown with a ponytail pushed herself away, her tear-filled eyes reflecting urgency and anger.
Then came that familiar sound again, and a beautiful red bloom of blood appeared on her chest. The pain from the bullet that pierced her abdomen was nothing compared to the feeling of her heart being torn apart.
That familiar gunshot. That familiar sensation!
"Did the leader succeed?" Hearing their leader fire personally, four elite team members felt a wave of relief wash over them. With their leader's strength and unique positioning, they knew that as long as he aimed and fired, someone would inevitably die—a law that had always held true!
Clearly, among the crowd at the camp, only the target warranted their leader's shot.
However, as he held his continuously modified favorite gun under the cold air, sweat inexplicably formed on Gunman's forehead. A chill ran down his spine as he tightened his grip on the weapon.
After firing the first shot, just three seconds later, he began to pull the trigger repeatedly using the semi-automatic sniper rifle's excellent rapid-fire system. He was so focused that he couldn't even spare energy to speak!
Seeing their leader's change in demeanor, the smiles on the faces of the other four team members gradually froze. They had never witnessed their leader shoot at such high speed before. The slight movements indicated that he wasn't clearing out all survivors; something was approaching rapidly!
The slight movement became increasingly apparent, indicating that the entity was drawing closer to their location.
“Imaging! Vigilance!” The member ranked Second in the team felt the rapidly approaching pressure and an intensifying sense of crisis, instantly entering combat readiness.
With the Thermal Imaging Device at full power, the indicator light flickered rapidly in red. He raised his Semi-Automatic Rifle, following the direction pointed out by their leader, the Sniper.
Just as he instinctively lifted the barrel of his weapon, preparing to fire in coordination with Imaging, a wave of inner tremors washed over him as he beheld the scene before him.
“What the hell is that?! Could it be a wild Tyrant?!” At that moment, through his Infrared Imaging Device, he saw a vast expanse of crimson!
It seemed as if the blizzard had been dispersed by that surge of heat!
The core of that area was moving rapidly toward them! The surrounding temperature field transformed into the form of a Primal Beast, an ominous presence that brought with it a sense of destruction!
It felt as though a demon from hell had come to reap souls!
Even with their leader's exceptional Sniping Technique, they could not hinder the speed of the approaching figure in the slightest.
However, there was no time to dwell on such thoughts; he could only aim at the target's position and assist in firing.
The Bullet Hell created by four Semi-Automatic Rifles unleashed a barrage far exceeding their leader's attack speed.
Yet even so, they still could not halt the advance of that demonic figure.
“If only visibility were better! If only the Imaging device could capture clearer images, we wouldn’t be in this situation!” At that moment, four top-tier experts who had long understood their own strengths shouted in frustration.
But there were no “ifs” in this world. The colossal beast-like figure ultimately reached their perimeter. However, upon arriving there, the area that had once appeared entirely red on the Imaging device began to dissipate rapidly.
In just a few seconds, all sources of heat vanished completely, even from the most critical location!
"Did we hit him? Is he dead?" With the target lost, the few people present felt an odd emptiness wash over them.
Yet, there was an unsettling feeling that something was off.
At that moment, the leader of the Sniper team, who had been on high alert, suddenly sprang into action. Ignoring his beloved specialized weapon, he drew a Bayonet and crossed his arms to assume a defensive posture.
Only then did he have the chance to speak in a hoarse voice, "He’s definitely not dead! He’s nearby! I can feel it! I can sense that killing intent! He’s absolutely close by! Absolutely!"
It was unclear what kind of terrifying pressure he was under. This leader, whose spirit was as unyielding as iron and who ranked among the elite in terms of strength, had a tremor in his voice.
Such a phenomenon occurring in someone with such steadfast resolve was simply unbelievable! They hadn’t even seen their opponent yet; facing death shouldn’t provoke such a reaction!
However, just as his words fell, a shadow shot out from the swirling snow and wind. The speed was so incredible that one of the team members, who had been preparing to switch to close combat gear while standing at the outer edge, could only barely lift his gun to make a low defense.
A series of sharp sounds echoed—‘crack’ followed by ‘thud’—as that team member was sent flying. The two segments of his Semi-Automatic Rifle broke apart and soared into the air alongside him.
From behind that team member, one could see ribs forcibly protruding through his back, shattered from the impact! Several segments of his spine were broken as well! His internal organs burst forth in a gruesome display! The scene was horrifyingly bloody.
In an instant!
In the presence of five Momentum Level warriors, one had been brutally killed in a matter of moments!
This was someone who had already broken through to the next level! Typically, they operated independently outside; sending even one elite operative was significant! The Radicals of the Chinese Empire had spent so long gathering only a handful of them!
This time, they had assembled these top-tier warriors due to special circumstances!
He had already reached the pinnacle of existence as a warrior and fighter!
Yet, these accolades could not save his life! They could not change the outcome of a single lethal strike, a brutal slaughter!
In the place where the man had been pierced and torn apart, now stood a figure emanating a thick mist, causing the surrounding snow to begin melting. His eyes shone like rubies, filled with a savage, destructive, and ominous beastly aura.
Just by observing the outline of this figure and catching a glimpse of his gradually revealing features through the mist, the leader of the Dark Organization and the three others present all changed their expressions drastically!
It was the familiar silhouette they had seen multiple times in photographs during their intelligence gathering for this private mission!
The target marked as one with an extremely low threat level—a professional technician!
"Kane An, we meet again. I never expected that after slaughtering you once, I would have the chance to do it again. It seems that fairness still exists in this world," said Yang Xiaoyou, his words sounding particularly strange.
His aura was a complete enhanced version of Yang Xiaoyou’s rare moments when he tapped into his other persona!
Unlike before when his personality was shattered and only instinct remained, it was evident that at this moment, Yang Xiaoyou possessed his own rationality! He seemed to come alive! A sense of solitude radiated from him; even the fusion of powers could no longer be adjusted, completely suppressed, revealing only an extreme side of himself!
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