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Chapter 321 The Wolf Soul's Revenge: Just How Terrifying Is It?

It was accompanied by a loud bang.

Sparks seemed to burst forth in the darkness, leaving behind several fiery red trails that vanished in an instant.

Then, almost simultaneously, the eight ferocious dogs that were pouncing on their target froze in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, as if hit by a cannonball, their entire bodies exploded and shattered.

slam-la-

Clusters of warm blood mist suddenly exploded and quickly spread into the darkness.

Broken limbs, shattered internal organs, and bone fragments were scattered and flew in all directions like shrapnel.

The scene was so brutal that it caught everyone off guard.

pat!

A huge dog head flew over, rolled to the ground, and landed right in front of Chen Rui, who was hiding in the shadows.

Those wide-open emerald eyes still seemed to hold a trace of fear and confusion before death.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire slaughterhouse.

Chen Rui's hands, gripping the dagger and pistol, were bulging with veins, and his knuckles were cracking as he clenched them.

He stared intently at the darkness ahead, which had swallowed up his hunting dogs.

Trying to discern something from it.

It felt as if a huge rock was pressing on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.

The remaining thirty-odd fierce dogs didn't even dare to bark.

They were tucked between their legs, trembling, and some had even lost control of their bladders, leaving a puddle of water beneath them.

They seemed to have encountered an absolute predator at the top of the food chain, a terrifying being capable of crushing all wild instincts.

Outside, a strong wind whipped up large raindrops.

Like countless whips, they lashed fiercely against the tin roof and doors and windows of the slaughterhouse, making a crackling sound.

The deathly silence lasted for several seconds.

then.

In the darkness, a calm male voice slowly rang out:
"You are indeed very vigilant."

"So far, you are the first person who can still sense my presence even after I have deliberately concealed my whereabouts."

"So, it seems that choosing you as the first prey was not a mistake."

As the sound rang out, two unusually bright, cold stars suddenly lit up in the deep darkness.

Those are a pair of eyes.

Cold and sharp, with a slight crimson tinge, it exudes a captivating magic.

That gaze was precisely fixed on Chen Rui's hiding place, clearly having already seen through his disguise.

Chen Rui felt an indescribable, terrifying pressure descend upon him as if it were a tangible force, making the hairs on his entire body stand on end.

He bit his tongue hard, using the sharp pain to break free from the other person's oppressive aura.

"Humph!"

Chen Rui snorted coldly and replied firmly, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

"Oh?"

The voice from the darkness sounded slightly surprised: "Do you have some hidden trick up your sleeve?"

His tone seemed to carry a hint of excitement and anticipation.

Click!

A pale white bolt of lightning suddenly tore through the rainy night.

Blinding light shone through the filthy windows, briefly illuminating everything inside the slaughterhouse.

It also clearly outlines the silhouette of the figure standing amidst the pool of blood and severed limbs.

He was wearing an ordinary black hooded raincoat, with the hood pulled down low, covering most of his face.

When he slowly raised his head, a young and aloof face was revealed, along with a pair of eyes that shimmered with a faint red light.

Rainwater mixed with blood droplets dripped down his hat brim and clothes, pooling at his feet in a dark red puddle.

He had no weapons on him and was just standing there casually, yet he gave off a terrifying and oppressive feeling, like a ferocious beast breaking into a room.

The intruder was Fang Cheng.

Following the approximate address provided by Xu Hao's intelligence, he drove all the way to Chen Rui's hiding place.

After a brief observation and ruling out any potential traps, they decided to take action.

Getting rid of those two small fry outside was just an appetizer.

Chen Rui, a high-ranking member of the Noah organization, is the real prey in tonight's hunting plan.

Facing Fang Cheng, who had completely revealed his presence, a fierce glint flashed in Chen Rui's eyes.

Without any hesitation, he decisively activated his second ability.

"Roar!"

Chen Rui let out a low, inhuman roar, and the pupils of his eyes instantly turned a beast-like eerie green, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.

"Ouch——"

The remaining dogs in the slaughterhouse seemed to have been subjected to some kind of intense mental stimulation, and they began to howl wildly.

Their muscles bulged rapidly, and the veins bulged and twisted under their skin like writhing dragons.

Saliva mixed with blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and the fear in his eyes vanished, replaced by pure madness and bloodlust.

It's as if some deep-seated genetic constraint has been released, completely unleashing the most primal wildness.

These berserk dogs were no longer afraid of the terrifying aura emanating from Fang Cheng.

They all hunched over, emitting low, threatening growls.

pop, pop, pop—

More than thirty muscular hounds crouched low, their four paws stomping against the ground, and launched another fearless group charge at Fang Cheng.

Moreover, their speed and power have increased by at least several times compared to before.

At the same time, Chen Rui suddenly raised his gun, locking the muzzle firmly onto Fang Cheng.

The pack of dogs came howling, and a foul stench filled the air.

Fang Cheng remained standing in place, his expression unchanged as he faced the berserk hounds rushing in from all directions.

Just as those gleaming fangs were about to touch his body—

His figure moved!
There are no fancy moves whatsoever, only the simplest, most direct, and most effective punches.

boom!
A straight punch, imbued with terrifying explosive power, struck the head of a pit bull that was charging towards him.

A dull crack sounded.

The enormous dog's head exploded instantly, like a watermelon hit head-on by a speeding truck, with red and white matter scattering everywhere.

The headless corpse continued to fly forward several meters due to inertia before crashing heavily to the ground.

puff!

Another punch!
A Dogo Argentino that was attacking from the side was punched through the chest by an incredibly sharp left hook.

A fist emerged from its back, bringing with it a large clump of shattered internal organs and scalding blood.

It didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before it died on the spot.

Fang Cheng darted and weaved among the dogs, each punch precise and deadly.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
The dull thuds of the blows were incessant, like the resounding beat of war drums, or the constant explosions of thunder outside.

Those muscular hounds, whose strength had increased dramatically after going berserk and who were exceptionally ferocious, were as fragile as paper in front of him.

They basically took down opponents with a single punch, clean and efficient, just like practicing on a punching bag at a club.

Blood, bits of flesh, and broken bones burst open and scatter indiscriminately.

The entire slaughterhouse looked as if it had been the site of a horrific explosion.

Some pieces of flesh even smeared directly onto the distant wall, slowly sliding down and leaving behind shocking streaks of blood.

The scene was bloody and terrifying, filled with the most primitive and savage violent aesthetics.

Chen Rui was horrified, his pupils contracting violently.

Only now did he finally understand what those sparks he had seen in the darkness were. They were the marks left by a fist tearing through the air, the intense friction generating heat.

The speed of the opponent's punches was unbelievable, even faintly breaking the sound barrier, reaching a level that ordinary people could not imagine!
But Chen Rui did not stand idly by. He forced himself to calm down, seized the opportunity, and quickly pulled the trigger.

call out!call out!call out!
The specially modified, extremely powerful bullets, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, traced several scorching trajectories in the darkness, locking onto Fang Cheng's vital points.

However, Fang Cheng's figure was like a ghost in the darkness, almost becoming a blurry afterimage.

Those bullets, powerful enough to pierce steel plates, didn't just graze his clothes; they exploded into bursts of blinding sparks on the walls or metal equipment behind him.

He easily dodged them by a hair's breadth, with an unbelievable movement, and they all missed.

Chen Rui's forehead veins throbbed, and his face appeared somewhat pale due to the intense depletion of his mental energy.

Even for a power user of his caliber, controlling a dozen specially bred hounds to go berserk mode is a considerable burden.

But he knew that the young man in the raincoat in front of him was the most terrifying enemy he had ever encountered in his life!

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Rui quickly pulled out a metal syringe filled with blue liquid from a specially made pouch at his waist and plunged it into his neck.

As the medicine was injected, a cool sensation quickly spread throughout the body.

My mind, which had been somewhat groggy from mental exhaustion, instantly became crystal clear, and my mental energy was greatly replenished.

At the same time, his perspective also underwent a remarkable change.

Everything around seemed to be shrouded in a faint halo.

Those berserk hounds appeared as bright green orbs in his eyes, brimming with a violent life force.

Standing in the center of the slaughterhouse, Fang Cheng saw a blazing, golden-red flame, like a miniature sun!

The flames were so dazzling that they seemed to contain unimaginable, terrifying energy.

"Phantom Dog Formation!"

Chen Rui focused his mind, let out a low shout, and the eerie green light in his eyes intensified.

As his abilities were activated.

Inside the slaughterhouse, there were both the last remaining berserk dogs and the carcasses of fierce dogs that had just been killed.

The "glowing orbs" on their bodies began to flicker and distort violently.

The next moment, something astonishing happened.

The "orbs of light" representing each dog began to split and replicate!
One becomes two, two becomes four...

In the blink of an eye, the number of muscular dogs that had dwindled from just a dozen or so suddenly exploded!
Hundreds of "phantom dogs," each with a different appearance and exuding the same violent aura, appeared and densely filled the entire slaughterhouse!
They roared deafeningly, bared their fangs, and surged toward Fang Cheng from all directions like a tidal wave!

These phantom dogs, made of energy, do not possess the physical attack power of real dogs, but they can still howl and make running and biting movements.

Moreover, the false sensory information they generate creates a terrifying atmosphere.

It is enough to terrify anyone with a slightly weaker mental strength, instantly plunging them into chaos and making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

This creates an opportunity for the real killer move!
"Little tricks."

Looking at the overwhelming horde of dogs, Fang Cheng's lips curled into a disdainful sneer.

Ignoring even the menacing phantoms, he moved with lightning speed, passing through the dense "dog formation" and heading straight for Chen Rui, who was hiding behind them.

For Fang Cheng, who possesses a mental attribute of up to 50 points and an epic-level talent, this level of sensory interference is indeed no different from a trick.

Chen Rui's pupils suddenly contracted.

Clearly, he hadn't expected that his proud abilities would be completely ineffective against the enemy.

It couldn't even stop the other party's actions.

He tried to raise his gun and fire, or to back away.

But Fang Cheng's speed was just too fast!
In a flash, a blur of motion, accompanied by a hurricane, covered a distance of over ten meters and swept past in front of him.

Bang!
Chen Rui felt as if a giant battering sledgehammer had struck his chest, and an irresistible force surged through him.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into several rusty iron frames and a pile of debris.

Crackling!

Various knives were scattered all over the ground, making a piercing clanging and scraping sound.

Finally, Chen Rui crashed heavily into a wall covered in grease, making a dull thud.

Then it slid to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Fang Cheng withdrew his fist and looked at Chen Rui, who was lying in the corner with his chest visibly caved in.

He had been building up his power for several seconds before unleashing almost all of his strength and speed in that punch.

Enough to kill an adult polar bear on the spot.

Even if Chen Rui, this prey, has undergone inhuman physical enhancements and is not killed, he will inevitably suffer severe injuries.

However, just as Fang Cheng was about to step forward to confirm the results of the battle...

He suddenly sensed a subtle, imperceptible energy fluctuation in the surrounding air.

These energies, as if drawn by some invisible force, are rapidly converging towards the location where Chen Rui landed.

Immediately afterwards, a suppressed groan, like that of a wounded wild beast, came from the corner of the wall.

Under Fang Cheng's slightly surprised gaze.

Chen Rui, surprisingly, managed to get up from the ground again, albeit unsteadily!

The horrific wound on his chest, which could have been fatal, was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The collapsed sternum snapped back into place with a "crackling" sound, the broken ribs reconnected, and the torn muscle tissue regenerated rapidly.

Moreover, his body began to undergo drastic, inhuman changes.

His muscles bulged wildly as if inflated, even tearing his overalls.

Strange bluish-black blood vessels appeared on the surface of the skin, wriggling under the skin like twisted earthworms.

His eyes had completely transformed into vertical pupils, like those of a wild beast, flashing with madness and violence.

Sharp nails sprang out from the fingertips in an instant, becoming like the claws of a wild beast.

Saliva mixed with blood uncontrollably dripped from the corners of his mouth.

"Ho...ho..."

Chen Rui felt as if his head was about to explode; the intense pain nearly made him faint.

At the same time, the orbs of light emanating from the dead hunting dogs transformed into twisted, eerie shadows that rushed into his body.

A violent and unstoppable force was surging wildly through his limbs and bones.

"Wolf Soul Revenge!"

This was his trump card, his last resort, and the only way he could survive in the dark world filled with cruel killings.

When his dogs are killed in large numbers nearby, Chen Rui can instantly heal his fatal wounds by sacrificing their remaining life essence, or soul energy.

Furthermore, it can significantly enhance the body's explosive power and speed.

However, the price is that his consciousness will be severely eroded by those berserk beast souls, becoming extremely unstable.

There is even a risk of them completely losing control and turning into beasts that only know how to kill.

Chen Rui grinned, a hideous smile spreading across his face, spittle mixed with blood spilling from between his teeth:
"Hehe... You have no idea just how terrifyingly powerful I have become."

"Choosing to treat me as prey is absolutely the biggest mistake you've ever made!"

Although he is nominally a level 7 cadre, this does not mean that his abilities are limited to that level.

If it weren't for his lack of seniority, eccentric behavior, and certain peculiar habits that displeased his superiors, his position would be far higher than this.

Chen Rui was very confident in his actual combat abilities.

Even if Zhuo Feng himself came and the ghost was resurrected, he might not be able to get away with it in this state.

This arrogant confidence stems from his countless real-world experiences of struggling back from the brink of death.

Looking at Chen Rui, whose aura had surged dramatically and whose form was now indistinguishable from a berserk werewolf.

A hint of excitement appeared in Fang Cheng's eyes.

It seems this hunt is even more exciting than anticipated.

He then twisted his neck, assumed a fighting stance that combined offense and defense, and his aura instantly surged.

Since one punch can't solve it.

A cold smile curled at the corners of Fang Cheng's lips.

"Then, let's deliver the second punch, the third punch... until I completely obliterate you into dust!"

(End of this chapter)