Kill!

“From the base of the mountain to their position, it was about a couple of miles.” Luo Feng lay hidden on the mountaintop, overlooking the wasteland below. For decades, no human had cleared or tended to this wilderness, leaving it perpetually overgrown with weeds. A person crouching in these dense weeds would be virtually undetectable, provided the distance wasn't too close. Luo Feng revealed a faint smile, a plan already solidified in his mind. “I’ll lie flat against the wasteland ground and approach them! They shouldn’t be able to spot me.” Lying prone on the ground, then using mental force to skim across the surface without making significant noise—this was undoubtedly the most stealthy way to advance. However... Once prone, his backpack would be quite conspicuous. It could easily give him away! Before storing the Vajra Ape Lord’s scales, the backpack wasn't bulky, but now it was noticeably full. After all, the Vajra Ape Lord was a twenty-meter-tall giant ape; even just the scales from its chest area, stacked together, took up considerable space. “This is it!” Luo Feng immediately turned, leaping directly off the mountaintop. Mid-air, he surprisingly curved, adhering to the adjacent mountainside, moving stealthily along it, and quickly entered his hidden stronghold. Inside the stronghold. In the dim cave, a flying knife carved directly into the rocky ground in a corner. Under Luo Feng’s mental force control, a rock lifted, and Luo Feng dug another large hole beneath it, tossing his backpack directly inside. He then covered it perfectly with the large rock. Some sand and pebbles rolled, concealing the cracks. And with the cave being so dim, even if someone came, it would be incredibly difficult to discover the hidden backpack. “I’ll deal with Li Yao; it probably won’t even take half an hour. No monsters have entered my stronghold these past four days, so it’s unlikely one will come in these next thirty minutes and find my backpack. My luck can’t be that bad!” Luo Feng smiled, then quietly departed. The wasteland was overgrown with weeds. Luo Feng lay prone on the ground; more precisely, his hexagonal shield was sandwiched between him and the earth! “Go!” Luo Feng’s mind stirred. His mental force immediately controlled the hexagonal shield, and Luo Feng, almost skimming the wasteland’s surface, rapidly advanced towards Li Yao and his group in the distance. The distance between Luo Feng’s back and the ground was no more than forty centimeters; even some herbivorous monsters in the wasteland would struggle to spot him. Initially, Luo Feng’s speed was incredibly fast, but as the distance between them closed to 500 meters, his speed sharply decreased. “Hmm?” Peering through the gaps in the weeds, Luo Feng spotted Li Yao’s group in the distance. “Why has Vulture Li Yao’s battle armor changed?” When he had observed from the mountaintop with binoculars earlier, Vulture Li Yao was still in a black combat uniform. But now... Vulture Li Yao’s previously exposed arms, even his hands, had turned black, his neck was black, and he wore a seemingly stylish black helmet! One could say... Vulture Li Yao’s entire body, except for his face, was covered in black, and he was still wearing a combat uniform! “This must be the Black God Suit,” Luo Feng mused. It was exactly as Grand Dojo Master Hong had described! “Vulture Li Yao is truly cautious.” Luo Feng couldn’t help but curse under his breath. “He just got off the flying passenger jet, and he’s already activated the Black God Suit. It’s the Black God Suit underneath, and he’s wearing a combat uniform over it. That combat uniform, if not SS-grade, is at least a Series 9 combat uniform! Two layers of protection!” One layer of combat uniform, one layer of Black God Suit. “It’ll be really hard to injure Li Yao! Let alone kill him!” “Once he realizes my threat, he’ll probably cover even his face, leaving only his eyes, nose, and mouth exposed.” Luo Feng frowned slightly. “Hmph, I’ll have to find a way to make one strike count! While he’s not paying attention, a flying knife straight through his face!” Amidst the lush weeds, Luo Feng slowly glided forward, hugging the ground. The distance between them steadily closed... 400 meters, 350 meters, 300 meters... In a flash, they were within 100 meters! “The closer the flying knives are to him, the more unprepared he’ll be for the attack.” Luo Feng’s mind stirred. Six flying knives, including the two SS-grade ones, silently flew out from his pants pocket. Then, the six flying knives plunged directly into the ground, burrowing beneath the surface to advance towards Vulture Li Yao’s party. Luo Feng also stopped, lying motionless on the ground. Vulture Li Yao and his group were cautiously advancing through the wasteland, careful not to provoke any monsters. “Move faster, everyone.” Li Yao walked, meticulously scanning in all directions. The three War Gods behind him—two Caucasians and one Japanese man—also cautiously surveyed their surroundings... In truth, their group’s strength meant they didn’t fear monsters, but they all knew very well that provoking monsters, or even encountering a horde and creating a large commotion, could be problematic. “Luo Feng might notice them, might discover them, and that would make things much more difficult.” “Go around, this way! Don’t provoke that group of monsters ahead,” Li Yao hissed. The three War Gods were equally cautious. The elite Warriors, some carrying boxes, others wielding weapons, were also extremely careful. “They’re actually going that way?” Luo Feng frowned slightly, then immediately and quietly advanced closer again. His flying knives could maintain their maximum power within 100 meters; beyond that, their power rapidly diminished with increasing distance! At 50 meters, not only was their power strong, but controlling them consumed very little mental force. But now... the distance between them had already exceeded 100 meters. Closer, closer... 120 meters, 100 meters, 80 meters. Luo Feng stopped when he was 80 meters from Li Yao’s group. At this moment, the six flying knives burrowing beneath the wasteland were less than 20 meters from Vulture Li Yao! Flying knives also needed distance to accelerate. “Attack!” Luo Feng’s gaze turned cold. High-level War God Vulture Li Yao, with Mid-level War God Bei Yuan Gang and two Low-level War Gods, ‘James’ and ‘Isaacson,’ under his command, all four advanced cautiously and swiftly. Whoosh! The wind swept through, bending the weeds low. Swish! Swish! Swish! Six black streaks of light, like black lightning, burst forth from the ground five meters from Vulture Li Yao. In perhaps a mere thousandth of a second, these six black bolts of lightning made their closest contact with Vulture Li Yao! “Li!” “Li Yao!” The three War Gods behind him reacted, startled. From the distant weeds, Luo Feng also stared intently at Vulture Li Yao. He saw only a flash of black light on Vulture Li Yao’s face the instant the six flying knives shot out. Four of the six knives struck Li Yao’s face, but at that moment, Li Yao’s face was completely black. “How is that possible?” Luo Feng’s eyes widened. In the distance... On Li Yao’s face, four flying knives struck the black skin, and two more struck the black skin on his throat, yet they utterly failed to penetrate the layer! Whoosh! Li Yao leaped skyward, soaring fifty to sixty meters high. Mid-air, his black facial membrane revealed a pair of eyes, which gazed downwards. From that high vantage point, everything was naturally laid bare, and he instantly spotted Luo Feng, less than a hundred meters from their group! “I don’t believe it.” Luo Feng and Li Yao’s eyes met, both filled with ruthless intent. Swish! Swish! Swish! The six flying knives once again soared, transforming into six streaks of light, instantly shooting towards Vulture Li Yao in mid-air. Vulture Li Yao’s cold face didn’t even show a ripple of emotion; he merely made slight, small twists of his body as the knives approached. Three of the six flying knives missed, and the other three merely struck his body! Black light enveloped Vulture Li Yao! The flying knives couldn’t even pierce Li Yao’s skin! “This is the Black God Suit?” War God Bei Yuan Gang’s eyes showed envy. The group of elite Warriors Li Yao brought also gazed at him with reverence, as if he were a deity. Luo Feng was secretly astonished as well... This Black God Suit was too formidable; it could practically ignore War God-level attacks. “Luo Feng!” Li Yao gritted his teeth, his eyes practically spitting fire. “Kill him for me!” Li Yao immediately plummeted downwards. And as Li Yao looked in Luo Feng’s direction, the other three War Gods already knew where the enemy was. So... Swish! Swish! Swish! All three figures burst forth at supersonic speeds; in the blink of an eye, the three War Gods had already encircled Luo Feng! Bei Yuan Gang wielded a shield in one hand and a slightly curved battle saber in the other. The two Caucasians: the bearded one held a battle-axe in each hand! The taller, leaner one carried a shield and a rapier. “Hmph!” Luo Feng snorted coldly, his figure flickering eerily, already evading the three War Gods. Then, with a lightning-fast push off the ground, he leaped into mid-air. Mid-air, Luo Feng sneered, looking down! Below, the three War Gods, Vulture Li Yao, and over fifty elite Warriors couldn’t help but look up at Luo Feng. “Death has arrived!” Luo Feng gazed coldly downwards! Even the other four flying knives on his person immediately dove down from high above, and the six flying knives that had attacked Li Yao also dispersed! A total of ten flying knives. Although currently, to maintain maximum power, Luo Feng could only control six flying knives simultaneously, controlling more would reduce their power. However... To deal with these elite personnel who weren’t even War Gods, and the other three War Gods, maximum power wasn’t even necessary! Efficiency was paramount, so Luo Feng deployed ten flying knives. And when everyone saw the ten flying knives hovering in the air, not only did the elite personnel’s eyes fill with terror, but even the three War Gods’ expressions subtly changed. Li Yao, meanwhile, let out an enraged roar and shot skyward. “No!” “Don’t!” The elite Warriors were all terrified, beginning to try and flee. “Die, all of you!” Luo Feng’s gaze was icy as he looked down. Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Ten flying knives! Transformed into ten deadly crimson streaks of light! From different directions, they crisscrossed like a meat grinder, shooting into the dense crowd! “No!” A large Black man cried out, a crimson streak of light piercing through his chest. “Ah!” A Caucasian elite Warrior had his head exploded by a flying knife. Blood instantly sprayed, staining the ancient wasteland crimson.