novelraw Chapter 399 - 328: Have You Decided How You’re Going to Die?
Chapter 399 - 328: Have You Decided How You’re Going to Die?
"Uncle, wait a moment."
Lu Dalong suddenly said.
"Oh, what’s the matter?"
The boss turned his head, smiling as he asked.
At this very instant.
The battle knife in Lu Dalong’s hand emitted a dazzling cold light, heading straight for the boss’s face.
"You..."
The boss was just about to speak when the knife light was already near.
"Bang!"
The battle knife hit the boss’s arm, making a dull sound.
"You little brat, you damn..."
Before the boss could finish, there was a flurry of flashing knives around.
The once innocent-looking children suddenly turned fierce, picking up their battle knives and eyeing Hei Gou and Bai Gou.
Two students stepped forward to join Lu Dalong, attacking the boss again.
"Bang bang."
The continuous sound of weapons clashing echoed.
Caught off guard, Hei Gou and Bai Gou were almost instantly taken down.
They lay on the ground, barely alive.
The boss watched with eyes wide open in shock.
These were the elites of the Ying Zhong Killer Camp.
Not only were they skilled in various assassination techniques, stealth, disguise, and reconnaissance, but they also required an enormous investment of resources to train.
Yet, in a flash, they were killed by a bunch of kids.
If not for the protective soft armor he was wearing, he might have perished under Lu Dalong’s knife.
"Kill."
"Attack with all your might, they are traitors."
Lu Dalong shouted passionately.
He couldn’t help but be excited.
In this North Scorching Mountain, they were merely a group of children undergoing trials, yet they caught traitors, which was certainly a great achievement.
A fervent light flickered on Lu Dalong’s face.
"You little brats, you’re seeking death."
The boss’s eyes were ablaze with rage.
A bunch of kids with so many tricks up their sleeves.
They acted one way openly and another way behind his back.
The boss couldn’t even figure out where he slipped up for them to discover.
He was leading the team into Sun Xiaorui’s camp, with five other teams aside from their own.
If they were exposed now, it would certainly attract Sun Xiaorui’s camp’s attention.
These kids couldn’t be allowed to live.
The boss fought while retreating, relying on the protective soft armor he wore to step back a few times before drawing his battle knife.
"Kill!"
The boss was a battle-hardened veteran, and once he resolved to end the fight quickly, he would show no mercy.
With one slash, Lu Dalong couldn’t block it at all.
"Team leader, be careful."
A student shouted, and before Lu Dalong could react, the student leaped forward to tackle him down.
However, his back bore the full force of the boss’s enraged strike.
"Team leader."
"Avenge me."
The young man only said that much before his head slumped, lifeless.
"Xiao Chun."
The witnessing youngsters were all filled with grief and anger.
To have killed Xiao Chun with one strike, the boss’s ability was certainly beyond the Star Dust Realm.
It’s very likely he was at the Star Core Realm, or even at the Star Core Peak.
Even though Lu Lin’s recent intense training had given them slight power increases,
facing Star Dust Peak monsters, they feared nothing in numbers.
But if it was the Star Core Realm, he would be stronger than Gao Shu and Zhou Chang.
Faced with such a powerful boss, the fear in many young hearts was magnified infinitely.
The first person instinctively stepped back.
The boss saw this and smiled.
Hehe.
This was exactly the outcome he wanted.
Faced with a desperate group of youths, he couldn’t avoid being injured.
But if fear arose in their hearts, he had myriad ways to toy with them to death.
Just as the kid had said there were more of their elders nearby, the boss decided on a quick victory.
The first to die would be Lu Dalong.
This kid had a simple look but was deeply cunning.
"Boy, die."
The boss lifted his hand and swung down a knife.
Bang.
In a mix of fright and guilt, Lu Dalong didn’t know where he found the strength to roll away and dodge the attack.
"Everyone, together."
"He’s just one person; we don’t even fear Star Dust Peak monsters, why fear just him?"
"This..."
All the youths hesitated for a moment.
In the trials against demon beasts, they naturally felt no fear.
They knew, as long as Lu Lin let them participate in the trials, there would be comprehensive plans ensuring they wouldn’t die easily.
But now facing killers and traitors from other forces, a single mistake could mean death.
"You!"
"Do you really want to remain as members of the Trash Team?"
Lu Dalong rolled far away, seeing the boss turn to kill the scattered-running students, he shouted loudly.
"I am not trash."
A young man paused, turned around.
Staring down the boss.
"I am not trash."
"Kill!"
The young man shouted, raising his battle knife towards the boss.
He’d rather die than carry the stigma of being called trash again.
"Kid, you’re seeking death."
The boss knew, at this moment, he couldn’t let the children’s morale rise.
Otherwise, even if he managed to kill these students, it might attract attention from others.
He must extinguish this spark immediately.
"Ah."
The young man in return battle had no chance and was killed by the boss in one strike.
However, this scene did not have the deterrent effect the boss had hoped for on the other students.
Instead, it made everyone stop their retreat.
Trash.
They do not want to become one either.
Die in battle.
What does it matter.
Although they are young men, not yet formally entered the Wild Blade Clan.
But since childhood, the concept transmitted by their elders and relatives is.
Better to die in battle than to be a coward.
Moreover.
The Boss killed their two fellow students, who were previously the ones closest in the team.
Their voices, their smiles, their usual silence, their humor.
Seemingly, can only become memories now.
The young men all know, if they die in the Battlefield Secret Realm, they can return quickly.
Because they are not formal disciples of the Crazy Saber Sect, and still young, the Battlefield Secret Realm does not require them to undergo basic assessments.
That is to say, death is not terrifying.
Various factors interwine, causing the young ones to forget fear.
Someone unknown was the first to rush toward the Boss with a battle knife.
Subsequently, the numerous young men already in tacit cooperation divided their tasks, some hugging legs, some chopping feet, some stabbing crotches.
In an instant, the Boss was overwhelmed.
Though he also took advantage of the chaos to kill a few students, these students seemed like mad dogs, biting and never letting go.
Even if it meant dying, they would fiercely bite off a piece of flesh from his leg.
Although the Boss was at Star Core Peak stage, faced with a group of completely fearless students, he was flustered, and soon drenched in blood.
"You all, must die!"
"Ah—"
The Boss unleashed the Wild Blade Clan’s ultimate skill.
"Blood Explosion Skill"
This Blood Explosion Skill is a secret book captured in earlier battles with the Demon Gate people.
Under ordinary circumstances, no one in the sect is willing to cultivate this Secret Method.
The Blood Explosion Skill can only be used nine times per person.
Each use, battle strength surges, but after using, cultivation level will drop by one major level.
Only because the Demon Gate has quick replenishment means, would they dare use this Secret Skill in desperate moments.
Ying Zhong forcibly required every assassin in the camp to cultivate this Cultivation Method during training.
In the Battlefield Secret Realm, his disciples wouldn’t actually die, the cost-effectiveness is simply brilliant at critical moments.
At this moment, after using this technique, the Boss’ blood flowed counter, skin red, and blood seeped from the skin layer.
Originally narrow eyes now glaring wide, like a copper bell.
Eyeballs protruding, deep red blood threads all over the whites, looking extraordinarily terrifying.
"To die."
Lu Dalong seeing the Boss in such a state, knows today they won’t gain anything.
Annihilation.
Is the only outcome.
But, strangely, Lu Dalong felt a slight regret at this moment.
Teacher Lu’s training isn’t completed yet.
Even if they return, they will bear the title of Trash Team One member.
If only his ability were stronger.
"Lu Dalong!"
At this moment, a shout from a competitive rival arrives.
Lu Dalong turns to see it’s actually Sun Xiaorong.
"Sun Xiaorong, run quickly, go back and tell Teacher Lu there’s a spy."
"Run my ass."
Sun Xiaorong spits.
"Am I someone who flees a battlefield?"
"Don’t forget, we’re all Trash Team One now. You die, Teacher Lu will definitely trouble me too."
"Idiot, die here."
Sun Xiaorong spoke, swiftly arriving behind Boss.
Striking down with a blade.
Yet the battle knife hit Boss as if striking iron.
Not only failing to harm him, but the force nearly shook the battle knife from Sun Xiaorong’s hand.
"Damn, this one’s tough."
"Lu Dalong, run, I’ll hold this guy, report to Teacher Lu."
"Report?"
Boss’ eyes squinted slightly, but due to Blood Explosion Skill, this action was almost invisible.
"Brats, today you will all die."
"Qu Hongrui said it."
Boss Qu Hongrui said grimly, battle knife sweeping again.
Lu Dalong’s team originally having only fourteen left, as his blade swept over, five more young men fell.
"Dalong, revenge."
"Revenge."
"Kill him."
Several dying students showed dissatisfaction, but finally tilted their heads and fell heavily to the ground.
"Alright, I’ll avenge you."
Lu Dalong and Sun Xiaorong’s eyes reddened.
What could be more heartbreaking than seeing teammates, brothers die in front of you.
In this North Scorching Mountain.
They slew demon beasts, step over traps, picked wild vegetables, almost scared stiff by Lu Lin’s thousands of East Blood Rabbit, also seen Lu Lin destroy thousands of East Blood Rabbit just standing there.
Today, isn’t it merely a Star Core Peak scout employing Blood Explosion Skill.
They refuse to believe they can’t kill this guy.
"Kill!"
All the young ones charged again, battle knives in hand.
Sun Xiaorong stayed with six, Lu Dalong’s side had nine.
Adding up to only fifteen members, rapidly diminishing amid Qu Hongrui’s attacks.
Fourteen.
Thirteen.
Ten.
Nine.
Six.
Three.
Numbers dwindling, Qu Hongrui’s face bears a hint of pride.
These little brats were ultimately slaughtered by him.
The remaining three.
Are Sun Xiaorong, Lu Dalong, Gu Ming.
"Hehehe, little ones, thought about how to die?"
"Naturally not."
"However."
A voice not belonging to children appeared, as if from ancient abyss, causing even Qu Hongrui in Blood Explosion state, whose strength surged by at least fifty percent, to shiver.
A silhouette swept by.
Words reaching Qu Hongrui’s ears only after.
"You certainly won’t be allowed to die."