Life Dungeon Game

The short mercenary did not throw the next fireball at this moment. He seemed to have some problem controlling the flames, so he was unable to form the fireball for a while.

The abilities gained after using gene serums for advancement have a much lower proficiency level than those gained through normal advancement.

A mage's skills often require a high level of proficiency.

It seems this short mercenary might have been a little too confident when choosing the gene serum.

He Ao withdrew his gaze from the short mercenary, and at that moment, the officer wielding a scimitar pressed down again.

He held a silver scimitar in his hand, and swept in like a hurricane.

The alloy scimitar seemed to be made of the same material as the dagger in He Ao's hand, both of which were capable of damaging C-level enemies. The officer's exoskeleton armor had an external interface on his back that resembled a scabbard, suggesting that he had been hiding the knife on his back.

The officer also seemed to lack mastery of his physical strength, so his current fighting style leaned more towards brute force and reckless charges.

But even this reckless rampage was something He Ao couldn't withstand without mobilizing and gathering his energy.

This time, He Ao didn't charge head-on. Instead, he dodged the officer's attack to his right rear. At that moment, the short mercenary's fireball was also launched, and it was anticipated.

His position is flying in the direction he is heading.

Left with no other choice, he reached out with his hand, which was not holding a dagger and was closer to the wall, and grabbed a pillar next to him. His fleshy fingers sank into the cement, and he changed his dodging direction, rolling down into the midst of the mercenaries.

The mercenaries quickly surrounded him, pointing their Gauss rifles at his body.

"You can make another choice."

The officer, carrying a scimitar, walked towards him step by step.

"You don't need to do the same multiple-choice question a second time."

He Ao slowly stood up from the ground; his fingers, which had been gripping the wall, were now a bloody mess.

He hadn't activated his Hyper Memory when he turned around, and Jess's weak body wasn't strong enough in terms of defense.

"Then I cannot guarantee that I will leave you with an intact body."

The officer looked at He Ao and revealed a somewhat sinister smile.

By this time, the surrounding mercenaries had regained some morale, and they surrounded Heo, their fingers on the trigger.

"shot!"

The officer's cold command broke the silence.

The mercenaries pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bright red blood splattered onto the cold exoskeleton armor.

Before the horrified eyes of the two mercenaries closest to the officer, Heo, carrying a dagger, walked past them, slashed their necks, and rushed to the officer.

The bullet exploded behind Heo, piercing the ground where he had just stood.

"Well done!"

As He Ao approached, the officer grinned and raised his scimitar high.

He had never felt so full of power and satisfaction. He felt he could destroy the building with ease, and the whole world was in his hands.

The sharp scimitar clashed with the cold dagger, sending sparks flying.

He gripped the dagger, gathered all his strength in his arm, and then with a sudden burst of power, deflected the officer's scimitar.

He then spun around, leaning forward against the officer's chest, while the dagger in his hand slashed at the officer's neck.

The officer's expression changed, and he suddenly stepped back to the side, but the dagger that was slashing upwards still managed to slice through his exoskeleton armor.

He quickly changed his move, turning a slash into a thrust, and plunged the dagger in his hand into the officer's heart.

At that moment, a raging fire flew towards He Ao once again.

The officer, gripping his scimitar, immediately swung it back, aiming a slash at He Ao's neck.

He had no choice but to retaliate and block the officer's scimitar. The dagger and the scimitar collided, and he lost his balance for a moment, being thrown away by the force.

The flames from the debris in the air grazed his shoulder, the intense heat igniting his clothes and instantly scorching the skin of his entire shoulder.

But as he looked at the officer, a smile appeared on his face.

"not good!"

The officer frowned as he watched the direction the man had flown backward, then suddenly raised his scimitar and charged forward.

He Ao landed in front of the short mercenary, following the direction from which the fireball had come.

He Ao and the officer moved too fast. While attacking He Ao, the short mercenary was distracted by controlling the flames. He was also not as tall as the two men and his mind was not sharp enough. He did not realize that He Ao was flying towards him.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late; Heo was already far away.

It's just one step away.

"Boss, save me!"

As he gathered flames in his hands, he retreated rapidly, trying to increase the distance between himself and He Ao.

At that moment, he noticed that the officer had also rushed up behind Heo and raised his scimitar to slash at Heo's back, who had turned to face him.

A relieved smile spread across his face as he stared at He Ao's turned expression and sneered, "Bastard, you're dead... *gulp*..."

His last words were cut short as a sharp dagger pierced his throat.

tick-

Blood, shrouded in a hazy red glow, flowed out and fell onto the dirty, muddy ground.

He ignored the officer behind him and stepped forward, piercing the short mercenary's neck.

The short mercenary's once sturdy body decayed at a visible speed. Heo drew his dagger, leaned forward slightly, staggered forward a step, and then turned around to look at the officer behind him.

At this moment, a diagonal wound ran across his entire back, and blood dripped onto the ground from his damp clothes.

In order to kill the short mercenary, Heo had just endured the officer's attack head-on, barely managing to move his body to avoid vital parts.

The officer stared in astonishment at He Ao's standing figure. He took a half step back, bright red blood dripping from the scimitar in his hand onto the ground. He kept his eyes on He Ao, wary of a possible sudden attack.

"You crazy man!!!"

He was shocked by He's reckless and suicidal actions.

He Ao, holding a blood-stained dagger, gazed at his face and smiled.

"Are you afraid?"

They wantonly bullied the kind lambs, arrogantly abused their bodies, thinking they had control over life and death, but were terrified when they encountered the mad beasts in the night.

Chapter 550 Fear Under the Night / Promotion (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"You're so badly injured, I shouldn't be the one who's afraid."

The officer, holding a scimitar, stared at He Ao's face, which was obscured by his disheveled hair.

The surrounding mercenaries also watched the two men on the battlefield. They pointed their guns at Heo, but did not fire again.

At such close range, their reaction time was limited, and no one knew whether they would fall to the ground like the lucky ones who had just been killed after firing their guns.

The officer glanced at the mercenaries beside him, knowing that his men were hesitating again. However, he did not force the mercenaries to fire. Instead, he raised his scimitar, spun around, and slashed at He Ao.

The scimitar spun in the air, tracing the path of a full moon, and slashed towards He Ao's face with terrifying force.

This is a simple way to wield a knife. By rotating it to generate power, the knife's inertia is increased, thereby increasing the power of the chopping motion.

The officer used all his strength in this move, and it was extremely fast.

With his back injured, He Ao's movement speed was limited, and there was no time to dodge. He could only raise his dagger, bend his legs slightly, and connect all the strength in his body, making his wrists, waist and legs form a line to meet the slash.

boom--

With a crisp, piercing sound, He Ao pressed down, his feet sinking into the floor.

However, he did not take the attack head-on. Instead, he tilted the blade of the dagger, gathered his strength in his arms, and suddenly jerked the blade to the side along the tilt of the dagger, changing the direction of the officer's force.

At the same time, He Ao's body also jumped away in the opposite direction from the curved blade whose slashing direction had been modified.

The officer immediately sheathed his knife and followed closely behind.

During the leap, He Ao's body passed a makeshift street lamp that had been erected, and the sharp dagger instantly sliced ​​through the light emitted by the lamp.

With a soft thud, the surrounding light dimmed slightly.

The streetlight went out.

The officer following closely behind He Ao did not expect He Ao to attack the streetlights, and the sudden dimming of the light slightly affected his vision.

In the brief moment when he was affected, He Ao, who was standing in front of him, suddenly turned around and thrust a sharp dagger into his heart.

The officer suddenly stepped back to the side, but was still slashed in the chest by He Ao's dagger. He Ao then rolled forward, creating distance between himself and the officer before the officer's raised scimitar could strike him.

Blood splattered down his body onto the dimly lit ground; it was unclear whether it belonged to He Ao or the officer.

The officer watched He Ao's retreating figure, but this time he did not immediately chase after him as he had done before.

The attack didn't hit a vital spot, but Heo suddenly turned around and attacked him again at the risk of his life, which startled him. Although he was able to block it just now, he didn't know if he could keep blocking it. Heo had truly threatened his life.

His brief hesitation caused Heo to distance himself again and destroy the next makeshift street lamp.

The recent contact also made He Ao realize the officer's vigilance; if he wasn't close enough to the officer, he wouldn't be able to deliver a fatal blow.

The surrounding light grew dimmer.

At this moment, He Ao's figure was even closer.

The surrounding mercenaries, those with guns raised, saw He Ao approaching and instinctively took a half step back in the dim light.

The courage that came with the bright light seems to be being swallowed up by the returning darkness.

The officer took it all in, looked behind the mercenaries, and shouted, "Attack!"

One by one, strong figures suddenly leaped out from the crowd. These were mercenaries who had been injected with gene serum. Most of them were new mercenaries who had just come from outside and had not experienced the killing in the darkness. Therefore, they did not have such a deep fear of He Ao.

They looked at He Ao's shadow in the dim light, hesitated slightly, but were clearly more ferocious than the mercenaries surrounding him, like hungry wolves eyeing their prey.

They hesitated not because the prey was fierce, but because they were not hungry enough.

"A ten million bounty will be awarded for killing the target! A bounty will also be awarded for removing any limbs of the target!"

The officer looked at the mercenaries and shouted without hesitation.