Chapter 131: “Ruthless” An
But what happened next completely took him by surprise.
The shell, which had just grazed the ground, suddenly exploded.
A powerful shockwave swept outwards in an instant, causing an earthquake and showering debris. It left a crater over ten meters wide where it exploded.
In the explosion’s instant, An was thrown far away by the immense force and crashed onto the ground.
By now, he had already revealed his figure, his clothes were tattered, and blood flowed from numerous wounds. After getting up, he coughed up a couple of mouthfuls of blood.
Su Hao, who had reestablished his flight posture, was amazed. “He’s still not dead? The physique of a fourth-level mutant is indeed powerful! Even the three ‘Double Burst’ grenades couldn’t kill the ‘Silk Demon’ earlier.”
After An got up, he looked at his hands, and his mind went blank. “Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?”
It took him a good while to snap out of it and recall everything that had just happened.
When he looked up at the “Bone Demon” flying at high speed in the sky, there was a clear and undisguised fear in his eyes.
His brain began to work rapidly: “This is bad. The enemy is flying too high, and my ‘Walking on Air’ ability can’t reach him. I don’t know if the opponent can launch a similar attack. If they can, it’s going to be trouble. I need to come up with a plan to create an opportunity for an attack!”
An held onto the dual blades tightly, unwilling to let go, even though he knew they were already dulled.
“Run!” The next moment, An, without any hesitation, entered the invisible state once more and swiftly flew toward the distance, vanishing instantly.
Su Hao adjusted his position, and with a violent burst beneath his feet, he chased after An.
“Another shot, still ‘Fifty Burst’.” He could create even higher ‘One Hundred Burst’ shells, but the ‘One Hundred Burst’ shells were too large, requiring a different barrel. Su Hao didn’t want the hassle.
If one shot didn’t work, he’d try another. Three, four shots… eventually, it would work!
Moreover, he could simultaneously collect the impact point data and test the cannon’s performance.
Soon, Su Hao’s shell was ready and inserted into the barrel.
The only downside to a cannon was that its cooldown time was a bit long.
The shell was fired!
An was already prepared. He pushed his thick thighs to swiftly dodge, trying to get as far away from the explosion as possible. His mind was filled with frustration, “How can this continue?”
The shell exploded two meters away from An. In the moment of the explosion, he curled his body up, using his back to absorb the shock.
The intense explosion resounded, causing rocks and debris to fly. An was also blasted aside, tumbling helplessly on the ground, crashing and finally hitting a large rock, coming to a stop.
An spurted out a mouthful of blood violently, then struggled to stand, swaying unsteadily. But in the next moment, he collapsed to the ground and didn’t move.
Su Hao raised an eyebrow. “Did he just die like that?” His expression turned playful. An’s blood intensity had indeed decreased, but there were still no signs of him fainting or dying. “Could he be playing dead? Luring me down, and then launching a counterattack?”
Nonetheless, it didn’t matter to Su Hao. He had plenty more shells; he could easily create another one. Su Hao ascended to a higher altitude, gradually shaping his next shell. His thought was simple: whether An was playing dead or not, a few more rounds of shelling, and he wouldn’t need to fake it anymore!
One minute later, Su Hao descended again, lowering his altitude. The black, gaping cannon was aimed at the fallen An.
An couldn’t just lie there anymore. By now, his chest felt suffocated. This was the most frustrating battle he had ever experienced. He felt utterly helpless, unable to escape or fight back, and even his stealth had been exposed. It was all he could do not to start swearing!
His years of self-discipline allowed him to keep it in. He immediately jumped up, vanished, and ran. As he fled, one of the shells violently exploded where he’d lain before, tossing him again and exacerbating his injuries. He knew he couldn’t withstand many more blows.
An’s clothing was in tatters, and he was left with only a pair of underpants, barely clinging to his modesty, preventing him from facing the embarrassment of running around naked.
After Su Hao’s latest shot, he ascended once again, fully satisfied and preparing the fourth shell.
Meanwhile, An’s inner world was in turmoil. Struggling to maintain his composure, he reviewed what went wrong during the previous encounters. “First, my escape speed isn’t advantageous; I can’t outrun the enemy. Second, the enemy is extremely cautious, and I can’t attack them. Finally, my invisibility doesn’t work, and I can’t shake off the enemy. So, my only way out is to figure out how they’re tracking me and then clear that, using invisibility to avoid their pursuit.”
An took a deep breath and swiftly got to work. He recognized there was a short time before the next explosion.
An immediately turned and ran to a small pond, then dove in without concern for his existing wounds, scrubbing his entire body thoroughly with water.
Su Hao flew in the sky, bewildered by An’s continued bathing, jokingly muttering, “Wishing to look a bit more dignified before dying, perhaps?”
However, Su Hao didn’t hesitate due to his astonishment. He adjusted to the appropriate distance, raised the cannon, and took aim.
An promptly jumped up, vanishing while fleeing.
Su Hao pursued and fired another shot.
An was thrown once again. This time, he just lay there and didn’t hurry to get up. He truly had no more strength left this time and needed to rest.
“Cleaning doesn’t work. There must be something trapping me, or I’m hidden somewhere!”
So An picked up his short sword again and started scraping his head, shaving his hair this time, believing there might be something hidden there.
Su Hao was even more perplexed, saying, “Why is he shaving his head again? His hairstyle is fine and dignified; why go bald? Is there some special tradition or something?”
Incomprehensible to Su Hao, he fired another shot.
An was blasted again. His breathing was like a bellows, his chest rising and falling at a high frequency. He felt on the brink of death.
An understood he had only one last chance because he couldn’t dodge the next one. He didn’t get up and, with a calm expression, drew his long knife, making a shallow cut from his neck down to his stomach. He then sliced from the base of his thigh to his foot, followed by his arms…
What happened next is too horrifying to describe.
After a moment, An, with his flesh-colored, blood-drenched body, slowly disappeared from view, departing at an incredible speed. This was An’s final struggle to stay alive.
For An, there was no “if” anymore. He had done everything in his power, and now he had to await the judgment of fate.
He understood that, in the end, whether he saved Fred and Yi or not, the result would be the same. When he and his three subordinates entered this city, their fate had already been sealed.
As the team leader, An made a wrong decision – bringing Fred back to the Temple Forest City to hunt down the Bone Demon!
Su Hao, flying in the sky, was in shock throughout the entire process. This An was a true werewolf!
He then fired another shot at An.
(End of this chapter)