Flame Crystal Leopard III

Time ticked by, second by second.

The three people fighting for their lives amid the ruins were gradually unable to hold on any longer. Yet Meichuan, the sniper lying in ambush somewhere unknown, still had not fired.

If the three of them had not needed his help, they would have cursed him out long ago.

But cursing would probably have been useless. If there was no opening, there was no opening. Firing rashly would not inflict much damage on the Flame Crystal Leopard at all.

"Captain, how's it going?" Guan Yong and the others, who had been keeping watch on the battle in the ruins, stared at the fierce fight in the distance while asking Yan Ying about the situation.

Captain Yan Ying had not joined them with the rest of the team. Instead, they had found another elevated position.

"Still haven't found him. The other side is good at hiding. He's clearly an old hand!" Yan Ying said coldly.

"Even Old Fang can't find him?" Guan Yong could not help but be startled.

"That's why I said he's an old hand. But one thing is certain—the sniper is definitely there!" Yan Ying replied. Then his icy voice came again. "Wait for him to fire! Don't show yourselves. The moment he fires, he won't be able to get away!"

"Uncle Yan, Uncle Guan, are we...?" Cao Bing's eyes narrowed as he instantly realized something.

Just then, Guan Yong pulled his head back in and gave Cao Bing a strange smile.

"Little Cao, remember this—the wilderness is a dangerous place." Guan Yong chuckled.

"But..." Cao Bing hesitated.

"Little Cao, if this team were from Huaxia, then even if we didn't help them, our squad would never harbor ill intentions. But people from the island nation? Tsk, tsk! That's another matter entirely!"

Guan Yong gave a dry laugh, coldness seeping through his tone. Cao Bing's heart trembled slightly.

No matter what, Cao Bing was only a fledgling Martial Artist. Though he had long known that he would inevitably have to fight and kill other humans someday, he had never expected that day to come so soon.

"All right, kid. If a fight breaks out later, hide yourself properly. They have a sniper, after all, so don't make a move!" Guan Yong patted Cao Bing's arm, seemingly trying to reassure him.

"Uncle Guan, are we really going to fight?" Cao Bing's resolve wavered as he asked in confusion.

"Of course." Guan Yong's gaze suddenly turned stern, and he said solemnly, "Cao Bing, remember this. To our squad, people from the island nation are our enemies. They always have been!"

"Enemies!" Cao Bing's eyes trembled. As someone from Huaxia, he had naturally never held a favorable impression of people from the island nation. But he could not understand why Guan Yong would so directly classify a group of strangers from the island nation as enemies, elevating the matter straight to life and death.

"Cao Bing, there are things you don't understand. There's no need to explain too much, but remember this: when facing an enemy, you must never hold back!" As Guan Yong spoke, a grim killing aura appeared on his face.

At that moment, a crisp gunshot suddenly rang out.

Like a startled leopard, Guan Yong instantly hunched over, bringing one eye to the window in a flash.

Cao Bing was not slow to react either. As Guan Yong looked out, he used the cover of shattered glass to peek out with one eye as well.

On the ruins, only the strongest man from the island nation, Matsushima, and the Flame Crystal Leopard were still standing.

However, the Flame Crystal Leopard was also in terrible condition.

Its left eye had vanished completely, leaving behind nothing but a bloody, crimson hole.

The immense pain made the Flame Crystal Leopard roar madly.

The repeated beastly roars made Cao Bing's eardrums ache.

"Excellent!"

Although three of his men had already died, it had all been worth it.

His Combat Suit had nearly been shredded beyond repair by the Flame Crystal Leopard's claws, and one of his arms was broken. Yet Matsushima's face was filled with excitement. Even the hand gripping his blade could not help trembling. A Flame Crystal Leopard—once he killed it, his dream would be within reach.

His cruel, greedy gaze fixed tightly on the Flame Crystal Leopard's wound. He could no longer spare a thought for anything else. All he wanted was for the giant leopard before him to die quickly.

But the Flame Crystal Leopard was, after all, a peak Beast General. Its vitality was immensely powerful. Even with such injuries, it would not die anytime soon.

The unbearable pain drove the Flame Crystal Leopard mad, and after that madness came nothing but icy Killing Intent. Although it knew that the human before it was not the one who had inflicted that fatal wound,

it could not be bothered with that now. What it wanted was to kill every human before its eyes and drag them down with it!

It let out another beastly roar filled with pain and fury!

The Flame Crystal Leopard was even faster than before it was injured. With such severe wounds, its life force was draining away rapidly. It was now fighting with everything it had.

When the Flame Crystal Leopard appeared before Matsushima, he nearly failed to react.

Fortunately, just as Matsushima was about to be torn to pieces by one swipe of the Flame Crystal Leopard's claws, Meichuan's second shot arrived, striking the scales on the Flame Crystal Leopard's head.

Boom! The massive impact sent the Flame Crystal Leopard flying backward.

Only then did Matsushima react. He hurriedly raised his blade and turned to run. The Flame Crystal Leopard was clearly doomed to die; fighting it to the death now would be unwise.

Matsushima was not that foolish. All he had to do next was wait until the Flame Crystal Leopard's life force was completely exhausted, and he could reap the fruits of victory.

"Meichuan! Keep sniping! We're almost there!" Matsushima ordered sniper Meichuan while retreating at top speed.

"Yes!" Meichuan answered.

Matsushima felt completely reassured. Of the others, Meichuan was the only one he truly trusted. Otherwise, Matsushima would never have dared leave his back entirely to him.

Moreover, Meichuan was merely a High-level General who used firearms. Breaking through to become a God of War was basically impossible, so to a certain extent, Meichuan posed no threat to him at all.

At the same time, the Flame Crystal Leopard rose from the ruins once more. The gaze in its sole remaining eye had become even more frenzied.

The red scales covering its body began to emit a faint fiery glow, while the cluster of scales on its forehead gradually turned deep purple!

Roar!

The Flame Crystal Leopard accelerated once again, crushing every stone and brick in its path beneath its paws.

"What?!" An uneasy feeling rose in Matsushima's heart. He could not help looking back—and nearly had his soul scared out of him by the Flame Crystal Leopard.

The Flame Crystal Leopard's speed was now more than twice what it had been before.

In nearly the blink of an eye, it was already before him. Matsushima hurriedly drew his blade to block. The instant his katana came into contact with the Flame Crystal Leopard's claws,

Matsushima felt as though he were slashing at a high-speed train. The bones in his arm were instantly shattered by that swipe, and his blade was cut into several pieces.

In that instant, Matsushima nearly saw the Death God beckoning to him!