novelraw There's one more in Chapter 17.
There's one more in Chapter 17.
The echoes of gunfire still reverberated through the woods, and the smoke of battle had not yet dissipated.
Just as Zhou Yan's pistol flew out of his hand, a figure moved.
It's Chen Huai!
Like a cheetah that had been poised for a long time, he pounced the moment Zhou Yan groaned in pain.
Da Tian, Li Qiang, and Wang Hu only felt a blur before their eyes as Chen Huai swept past them like a ghost.
Da Tian even subconsciously took two steps back, his original fierce expression now completely replaced by fear.
He stared wide-eyed as Chen Huai swiftly grabbed the pistol.
"you!"
Zhou Yan watched helplessly as his last resort fell into the enemy's hands, clutching his throbbing, throbbing wrist, his eyes wide with fury.
"You traitor to humanity! That Razorclaw is our common enemy! I was just about to kill it, and you dare to stop me?! The beast hasn't been eliminated yet, and you're already turning against your own people?! Have you forgotten you're human?!"
His roar sounded particularly jarring in the silent forest, filled with a sense of moral blackmail, as if he feared that Chen Huai would point a gun at him at any moment.
But he was clearly overthinking it; dealing with him wouldn't warrant wasting bullets.
Chen Huai ignored his accusations and looked down at the newly captured weapons.
[Crude Pistol]
[Quality: White]
Attack power: 35~42
Magazine capacity: 9 rounds
Effective range: 30 meters
【Durability: 84/100】
This was the first time he had ever received a weapon with a display panel. It seemed that the spear he had used before was too crude and was not recognized as a weapon by the system at all.
With a deft press of his fingers, the magazine slid out.
A quick glance revealed that the magazine was empty.
He pulled the slide again, and a bright yellow bullet jumped out of the ejection port and landed in his palm—the last bullet left in the chamber.
He immediately closed the sleeve, his movements fluid and graceful.
This means that Zhou Yan's last trump card, the firearm that could threaten superhumans, has now fallen into Chen Huai's hands, and the situation has instantly reversed!
Da Tian's face turned pale, and he shrank back a little, his previous clamor to kill Chen Huai and seize his property completely gone.
Li Qiang and Wang Hu stood frozen in place, their palms sweating profusely as they gripped their weapons.
Without the threat of their pistols, they had no chance against a superhuman whose speed and strength far surpassed their own, even if they were tied together.
Chen Huai didn't even need a gun; a single spear was enough to slaughter them all.
Despair and anger caused Zhou Yan to completely lose her mind:
"What...what are you trying to do? You're a disgrace to your superpowers, yet you're afraid of a few ordinary people like us?! You won't even let us eliminate the alien beast first, all you do is launch a sneak attack from behind! Shameless!"
It's unclear whether they were continuing to provoke him or trying to use the guise of human righteousness to pressure Chen Huai and secure a last glimmer of hope for their own survival.
However, Chen Huai merely glanced at him coldly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Afraid of you? You overestimate yourself."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Huai's gaze had already turned to the edge of the battlefield—to the wounded Razor Claw!
Taking advantage of the chaos when Zhou Yan's wrist was struck by Chen Huai again, the cunning beast endured the excruciating pain in its forelimbs and did not choose to continue attacking the weaponless Zhou Yan. Instead, it suddenly turned around, dragged its almost useless left forelimb, and limped away in a panic towards the depths of the dense forest!
Dark red animal blood gushed from the bullet hole under its armpit, leaving intermittent bloodstains along its escape path.
Chen Huai completely ignored Zhou Yan and the others. He tucked the pistol he had just acquired into his waistband and picked up the wooden spear he had been holding tightly in his hand.
His concern was never that Zhou Yan would point his gun at him after killing Razor Claw; as for interrupting Zhou Yan's final shot, that was, of course, to…
Steal kills!
How could he let a level 5 beast die in someone else's hands? That would waste so many experience points! This was absolutely intolerable for Chen Huai, who desperately needed to level up.
"Trying to run away?"
With a sudden burst of power from his feet, Chen Huai's body shot off like an arrow, chasing after the direction Razor Claw had fled!
Although Razor Claw was injured and its explosive power was greatly reduced, its speed was still not slow, driven by its survival instinct.
If it were ordinary people like Lao Lei and Zhou Yan, there would be no way they could catch up.
But Chen Huai is different!
His agility attribute is as high as 18 points! At this moment, Razor Claw is seriously injured, and his speed is only half of what it used to be. In short-distance burst pursuit, Chen Huai has an absolute speed advantage!
Razorclaw heard the rapidly approaching footsteps behind it and hissed in terror, desperately lunging forward, but its severe injuries were holding it back.
In just a few breaths, Chen Huai's figure was already close by!
"die!"
A low shout.
Chen Huai saw that Razor Claw was only focused on escaping and had exposed an opening on the back of his neck. His arm muscles bulged, and he thrust out the spear with the iron tip!
puff!
The spear tip pierced the relatively fragile connection between the scales with unparalleled precision, penetrating the razor claw's vital cervical spine!
"Awooo—!"
Razor Claw let out a piercing scream, its massive body lurching forward as if its spine had been ripped out, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of fallen leaves and dust.
Its limbs twitched violently a few times, and the fierce light in its brownish vertical pupils quickly dimmed and finally froze completely, losing all vitality.
Chen Huai stood beside Razor Claw's massive corpse and slowly pulled out the blood-stained wooden spear.
[Experience points +200]
[Level: LV2 (200/500)]
Seeing the experience points on the panel surge, Chen Huai smiled. As expected of a level 5 monster, the experience points from just one Razor Claw far exceeded the total experience points from the previous dozen or so Spiny Rats.
He carried the still-dripping wooden spear and turned to walk towards Zhou Yan and the others who were frozen in place.
Da Tian, Li Qiang, and Wang Hu were all pale as they watched Chen Huai approach step by step. His blood-stained weapon and the pistol at his waist exuded a chilling sense of oppression.
They instinctively gripped their crude weapons tightly, their knuckles turning white, fear almost overflowing from their eyes.
Zhou Yan clutched his wrist, which was red and swollen from being hit by a rock. He looked at Chen Huai with eyes filled with despair and resentment, but even more so with fear of death.
Chen Huai stopped a few steps away from them, his gaze sweeping over their panicked faces before finally settling on Da Tian.
Then, he did something that surprised everyone.
With a flick of his wrist, he threw the spear, which had just pierced Razor Claw and was still dripping blood, at Da Tian's feet with a "thud".
Da Tian was so frightened that he shuddered and took a half step back.
He stared wide-eyed at the wooden spear on the ground, then at Chen Huai, completely bewildered.
"Pick it up."
Chen Huai's voice was cold, carrying an unquestionable tone of command.
Da Tian was stunned and dared not touch the weapon stained with the blood of the strange beast.
Old Lei watched from the side, a look of unbelievable surprise flashing in his eyes.
He thought that Lord Chen Huai was ultimately kind-hearted and was going to let them go, or even give them a chance... a chance to lay down their weapons and admit their mistakes.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then hesitated.
Amu's reaction was completely different.
He saw Chen Huai throw down his weapon and then order Da Tian to pick it up, and instantly understood it to mean something else entirely.
His gaze hardened with unwavering resolve. The adult intended to settle their score fair and square! He disdained using guns or taking advantage of others' vulnerability; instead, he wanted to give them a chance to take up arms and fight fairly! This was the true spirit of a superhuman!
"Pick it up!"
Chen Huai raised his voice slightly, his tone tinged with impatience and coldness.
Startled by the rebuke, Da Tian almost instinctively bent down and picked up the spear with trembling hands.
Upon seeing this, Chen Huai's lips curled into a cold smile.
He stopped looking at Zhou Yan and the others, and instead pulled Lao Lei, who was still in a daze, and Amu, who was in a state of readiness for battle, aside.
This move made Zhou Yan and the others even more confused. Was there really a possibility that they would be let go?
Chen Huai looked at Zhou Yan and the others, whose faces were full of confusion, and spoke with a cold, mocking tone:
"Chief Zhou, it seems your intelligence work isn't doing very well either."
Zhou Yan frowned, wondering what Chen Huai was up to.
Chen Huai glanced into the depths of the dense forest:
"Even if everything goes according to your plan today, and you get lucky enough to succeed in taking me down and this Razor Claw as well..."
His gaze swept over the blood-dripping spear in Da Tian's hand, and his tone suddenly turned cold:
"I'm afraid you won't live to bring the spoils back to camp."
"Wha...what do you mean?"
Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly gripped him.
Chen Huai let out a soft snort, his cold laugh ringing out clearly in the silent forest, sending chills down one's spine:
"Don't you know...?"
He tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something, before speaking slowly and deliberately:
"Is there another Razor Claw?"
Before the words were even finished, an even more violent, foul wind suddenly swept in from the depths of the dense forest!
The leaves rustled violently, as if something even larger, filled with boundless fury, was tearing through the branches and rushing madly toward their location!