NOVEL WEB chapter 169
94. Tactical Retreat
“What the hell!”
Watching Lorenzo being gnawed into a pile of bones in just a few minutes, Mu En felt his scalp explode.
Something was wrong, time to run!
Without any hesitation, Mu En turned and fled.
But at that moment, he heard a heartbeat like war drums.
The strange man’s physique was not powerful; he was just tall and thin, making it hard to imagine that such a body could emit a heartbeat like that of a beast’s heart.
But the more it was like this, the more unsettling it became.
Think about it: if a Lamborghini engine were installed in a Wuling Hongguang from a past life, what would happen?
It would fly straight out!
With a roar, the bluestone ground beneath the strange man’s feet suddenly exploded!
His slender figure seemed to transform into an arrow released from a bow, shooting towards Mu En.
He was truly flying close to the ground!
“Damn it!”
Mu En cursed under his breath, twisting his agile body while activating Shadow Step, forcibly shifting a few meters to the side.
However, the sense of crisis in his mind did not dissipate; the strange man was charging towards… Mu En’s shadow!
Mu En shuddered, feeling as if countless ice cream sticks had stabbed him in the back, an icy chill.
Lorenzo’s tragic state was still swirling in his mind. Without any hesitation, he twisted again, turned back, crossing his dual blades, choosing to endure this attack from the strange man!
Boom!
The ground instantly cracked, spiderweb-like fissures spreading everywhere.
Mu En bent his legs slightly, his muscles tense; at this moment, he felt he wasn’t enduring an attack from a strange man but from a mountain!
“Shit… this is ridiculous… with this kind of ability… why the hell are you in the lower city?”
Under the immense pressure, Mu En’s face twisted in agony. He tried to widen his eyes, wanting to discern what kind of path this strange man belonged to, but through that blood-red mask, Mu En only saw endless silence.
No joy.
No sorrow.
Like a dead person.
Yet, from those lifeless eyes, Mu En could see the most genuine thirst for the flesh and blood of the living.
“Heretic?”
Mu En suddenly understood what Lorenzo meant by the Lord.
Who else would utter such words as ‘the Lord’ but a brainwashed fool deceived by heretics?
“Who do you worship? The God of Love? The Moon? Withering?”
The strange man did not answer.
Of course, whether a follower or simply a person corrupted by an evil god, their minds were basically messed up; how could they easily answer such a question?
“Open for me—!”
Faced with the increasingly terrifying strength of the strange man, Mu En suddenly let out a furious shout.
Veins bulged on the backs of his hands gripping Elizabeth tightly; his hands did not make any movement, but a roaring shockwave emanated from within.
Suddenly, it exploded with the interlacing of short blades!
No need for bare hands, Thunderclap·Revised!
Under the powerful shockwave, the monster staggered backward, each step leaving clear footprints on the bluestone floor. After three steps, he steadied himself.
What kind of monster is this?
Mu En’s eyelids twitched.
Taking a Thunderclap·Revised at such close range, he only retreated three steps?
He had thought that his body, enhanced by the mercury well, was still strong enough, but compared to this monster, it seemed a bit lacking!
Unfortunately, he couldn’t directly use the flames of the Withering King to burn him to death. Using the Crimson Flame within the domain indeed wouldn’t leak any aura, but as long as the burning wasn’t thorough, it would definitely leave traces!
Using such power in Beirlande was still too risky; usually, it could only be used as a blood vial.
Since he couldn’t fight back, he could only flee.
But…
Mu En glanced around, the empty street with the moon stretching his shadow long and thin.
He could definitely run, but the shadow…
The premonition of death began to buzz again.
After a brief moment of rigidity, the monster resumed its movements, gripping the bloodied butcher knife tightly, charging at Mu En once more.
Too close, the target too big.
Nowhere to escape!
“Damn it, do you think I’m afraid of you?”
Seeing the escape plan fail, Mu En, already in a terrible mood, felt that fire within him reignite. He suddenly stopped, stowed away Elizabeth, and directly turned around, charging at the monster with bare hands:
“Take my ultimate move, Infinite Holy Light, Biyuan Huangquan, Ultimate Kill, Heavenly Demon Palm!”
Mu En’s sudden bravery and roar startled the monster, causing its actions to freeze for a moment. The butcher knife shifted from an offensive stance to a defensive one.
And at that moment, Mu En’s Infinite Holy Light, Biyuan Huangquan, Ultimate Kill, Heavenly Demon Palm also arrived, bursting forth with endless radiance from his palm!
It’s a ghost’s Infinite Holy Light, Biyuan Huangquan, Ultimate Kill, Heavenly Demon Palm, let me illuminate at max power, you fool!
The blinding light descended, illuminating the street as bright as day.
All shadows were briefly dispelled.
The monster let out a piercing wail, and compared to the reduction in its offensive capabilities, the most crucial aspect was that its eyes, accustomed to the night, would be temporarily blinded in such bright light!
The monster went wild, swinging the butcher knife wildly, its body charging like a rampaging bull, crashing through who knows how many walls.
But when the light completely vanished and its vision returned, the once chaotic street was already devoid of anyone.
Ran away?
“No… not delicious…”
The strange man pulled out another twisted shadow from his black raincoat, chewing on it in his mouth.
“Not tasty… not tasty… not tasty…”
He wandered towards a certain direction, guided by the moonlight, without a hint of confusion.
……
……
“Damn it, how can such a strong cultist roam so brazenly on the streets? Are those silent watchers of the Empire just sitting around doing nothing?”
In a dark alley, Mu En couldn’t help but punch the wall.
What on earth is going on!
First the gangsters, then the cultists, and now innocent people are dying because of him. Am I really just a magnet for human misfortune?
“No, this must be marked by that saying.”
Mu En leaned against the wall, sat down, and looked up, staring at the bright moon.
“The so-called gifts of fate have long been secretly priced, especially for someone like me, a blonde villain already despised by fate.”
From now on, I must act more cautiously, Mu En Campbell. Anyone can lose themselves in arrogance, but not you.
“Better leave this place.”
Mu En pushed himself off the wall and stood up, preparing to leave.
But at that moment, he suddenly heard that heartbeat again.
“What?”
He looked up in panic; in the shadows not far away, the tall figure reappeared, and it was getting closer.
“Damn it, how did he find me?”
Could he have used some marking magic like Lorenzo?
Mu En took out Elizabeth and gently tapped it, a faint arc of electricity spreading around his body, eliminating any potential marks, and then quickly hid deeper into the shadows of the alley.
The strange man passed the first intersection without hesitation, continuing forward.
The strange man passed the second intersection without hesitation, continuing forward.
The strange man passed the third intersection, still… continuing forward.
“Why?”
In the shadows, Mu En couldn’t help but widen his eyes. That strange man seemed to be able to pinpoint his location directly?
What to do, what to do? If he catches me this time, escaping won’t be so easy.
Just as Mu En was in a panic, in that dark alley, he suddenly heard… a sigh.
“Ah, I really can’t do anything with you.”
From the shadows, a pale arm suddenly reached out, covering Mu En’s mouth, while a fragrant breeze brushed against his ear.
“Don’t move.”
Then, he was pulled into a realm of darkness.