The Mortal Hunting Ground

"Someone save me! Help! I don't want to die!"

A desperate scream came from a few meters away.

A carriage was tangled in two dangling intestines.

The horse was no different from a person. The moment it touched an intestine, it fused with it and was rapidly hauled into the sky. As the driver jumped from the carriage, his calf brushed against a swaying intestine. He watched in despair as the bones were drawn out of his leg.

Liu Shuyue slashed without hesitation, severing the intestine from above with a sword of energy.

But what happened next took her by surprise. The driver did not survive. Instead, blood and flesh gushed from the severed intestine and splattered across the ground, as though an invisible force were wringing him dry. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but all that came out was a rasping breath.

"Mother of—!"

The people nearby fled in terror, wishing they had a few extra legs. As the crowd scattered, the driver saw Liu Shuyue and her companions wearing their identification badges. He reached for Liu Shuyue as though grasping at his last hope. But the rest of his flesh and blood soon poured out, and his body shriveled into an empty husk.

"How is that possible?" Xu Xuanling covered her mouth in disbelief.

Liu Shuyue's expression grew grimmer.

She leaped onto a roof, found another victim nearby, and severed the spot where the person's body joined the intestine. It made no difference. The victim still died, blood and organs forced through the wound at such speed that death came even faster than if she had done nothing.

After failing twice, she understood: this attack followed no rules she knew. Once a body fused with an intestine, death was the only outcome.

The one thing