Finally Caught You

Relying on the reliable defense of his Gold-Patterned Black Cloak, Ye Chen charged directly toward the final two Elite Guards.

At this moment, Xiaowaluwen, positioned on the roof of the mansion, hurriedly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

However, his anxious state of mind caused the bullet fired from the muzzle to miss Ye Chen's trajectory; it merely grazed the heel of his boot, failing to cause any real interference with his movements.

Ye Chen had no intention of paying any heed to the stray bullet, his azure eyes focused entirely on the two pieces of prey before him.

The Elite Guard closest to him didn't have time to reload his rifle, so he could only wear a look of bewilderment, holding his rifle up to protect his torso.

Yet, under the influence of Ye Chen's Spirit Art, all of this was ultimately a futile struggle.

The short sword wrapped tightly around the youth's left hand slashed out in a swift motion; the barrel of the rifle held across the guard's chest was severed in two instantly, and a vertical line of blood appeared across the man's face.

The next moment, blood sprayed wildly, and the man's head split in two.

After hunting the third-to-last target, Ye Chen rushed without hesitation toward the second-to-last target, who was also the current commander of the Elite Guard, Kaminge.

However, at this moment, Kaminge made a move that caught Ye Chen off guard; he did not attempt to reload his rifle, nor did he make any defensive maneuvers, nor did he turn to flee. Instead, he threw his rifle aside, opened his arms, and actively lunged forward to embrace Ye Chen.

Hm?

Ye Chen felt a deep sense of unease, but it was already too late to retract his sword or dodge.

The next instant, the edge of the short sword pierced through Kaminge's abdomen, causing his face to contort in agony as blood gushed out.

Yet, at the cost of suffering such a fatal blow, Kaminge managed to wrap his arms tightly around Ye Chen.

At this very moment, a triumphant, wild grin appeared on the man's pale face.

"Finally caught you, hahaha—!"

He grinned, revealing a mouth full of bloody teeth, showing the ferocity of a dying man.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

Hearing the strange sound coming from Kaminge's body, Ye Chen looked down immediately and discovered that inside the man's open uniform, a bundle of dynamite was strapped to his chest.

The hissing sound came from the sparks igniting on the fuses.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's expression changed drastically; he immediately channeled all of his Auling Power and used his immense strength to forcibly snap Kaminge's arms.

However, just as he broke free from Kaminge's embrace, the fuses burned to the end.

"Everything is for The Lord—!"

Feeling the burning sensation on his skin, Kaminge couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Having been in contact with Abyss Matter for so long, his mind had long since descended into madness; he felt no fear at all, only a sense of supreme pleasure and pride.

The next second, infinite firepower and scorching heat instantly swallowed Kaminge's entire body, dragging Ye Chen, who was right in front of him, into the blast as well.

Rumble—!

The terrifying power of the explosives caused the corridor where Ye Chen stood to erupt in flames, sending smoke billowing everywhere.

A violent tremor swept through the entire Xiaowalu Mansion, causing Xiaowaluwen to tumble off the roof.

"Ugh!"

He rolled down the eaves, managed to grab hold of a sturdy section of the roof, and after struggling for a dozen seconds, climbed back up to observe the explosion at the other end of the mansion, only to find that the distant corridor had been reduced to a pile of broken ruins.

Thick smoke billowed, and flames roared.

Outside the mansion, on the spacious floor of the fountain courtyard, nine figures of varying heights lay scattered.

Eight of them were wearing the tattered uniforms of the Xiaowalu Family Elite Guard, while the last one was draped in a pure black cloak engraved with golden patterns, looking quite noble.

However, after the ruthless baptism of the heat wave, the cloak was now twisted into a lump, though it seemed to be faintly deforming, as if trying to return to its original shape.

It appeared that these nine figures were the ones who had been fighting in the mansion corridor, and they had all been blasted into the fountain courtyard by the force of the explosion.

Watching all of this from the high roof, Xiaowaluwen's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

"Ho!"

He couldn't help but whistle in excitement, then curled his lips upward, quickly adjusted the angle of his sniper rifle, and fired a shot at the figure in the Gold-Patterned Black Cloak without hesitation.

Bang!

The Abyss Bullet crossed the hundred-meter night sky, reflecting the cold moonlight, and accurately struck the target's wide-open back.

The lethal bullet left a deep crater on the surface of the Gold-Patterned Black Cloak, causing it to twist into a vortex, with the center of the vortex located right over the figure's heart.

"This guy is a mystery; he cannot be underestimated."

"Just in case, I'll put a few more shots into him—no, a few dozen more!"

"Hahahahaha—!"

Xiaowaluwen laughed wildly, skillfully ejecting and reloading his sniper rifle, pouring dozens of Abyss Bullets into the target's heart, then the back of the head, and finally the limbs.

Bang, bang, bang—!

Under the night sky, the sound of the sniper rifle echoed continuously throughout Xiaowalu Manor, sounding harsh and insane.

Not until the figure under the Gold-Patterned Black Cloak was almost flattened by the bullets, and only three rounds remained in the magazine, did Xiaowaluwen stand up with a satisfied look, jump from the roof to the second-floor balcony, and then from the balcony down to the ground floor.

"Lord Xiaowalus, my dear brother."

Xiaowaluwen recited these words with fervent emotion while gazing up at the full moon, walking toward the fountain courtyard littered with figures.

"Although we have suffered heavy losses, we have finally executed this despicable and shameless villain."

Xiaowaluwen stepped over the corpses of the many Elite Guard members sprawled on the ground, his eyes locked onto the cloaked figure at the very front as he continued to recite.

"I have avenged you and wiped away our shame, so please, rest in peace."

The distance between Xiaowaluwen and his target grew shorter and shorter, and his originally moved and sincere expression suddenly twisted into a mass of flesh due to the Abyss Matter crawling across his skin.

In an instant, Xiaowaluwen's entire face no longer resembled a human, but rather a drooling monster, his body radiating a desire to devour everything in its path.

"Although I would love to tear you, this piece of trash, into a thousand pieces and hang you up in the city, the treasures covering my body seem to be whispering about the deliciousness of your flesh and blood."

"Very well, since it is what the Abyss demands, I shall eat you now and claim all of your power for my own. I believe my brother's spirit in heaven will smile as he witnesses this!"

"Heeheeheeheehee------!"

Xiaowaluwen laughed maniacally, on the verge of reaching the figure covered by the Gold-Patterned Black Cloak.

However, in the next second, his twisted face suddenly froze.

Because, at this moment, Xiaowaluwen heard a faint sound from behind him.

Having been in contact with firearms for decades, he instantly realized the true nature of this sound: it was the click of a revolver hammer being cocked.

Xiaowaluwen's eye twitched as he turned his head toward the rear.

Following that, he saw the young man who had been lying on the ground, draped in an Elite Guard coat, staring directly at him.

"Finally caught you."

At this moment, Ye Chen's azure eyes seemed to be saying exactly that.

And so, Xiaowaluwen instantly realized everything.

During the dozen seconds he had spent stumbling and struggling on the roof, Ye Chen had already begun laying the groundwork for this very scene.

Then, the finger the young man had placed on the revolver's trigger pulled down with absolute decisiveness.