Chapter 397 Selling Soul
“Sizzle…”
Waves of green smoke rose up, and the corroded area made a sizzling sound, accompanied the continuous groans of the men in black.
In the past, people always felt that death was fair to everyone.
But now it seems that there is something unfair about the process of death.
Some people can die comfortably.
And some people...
For example, the man in black in front of us, his death process was slow and painful, and most of his body was being corroded bit by bit.
“It’s terrible.”
Seeing him struggling, everyone felt a chill down their spine.
If they were in this situation, they might have collapsed, but the man in black was still struggling.
He was seen trembling, enduring the severe pain, holding two daggers with his rotten hands, trying to remove the rotten flesh and blood on his body, slowly cutting it open to buy himself a hope of life.
This perseverance and will are equally terrifying, and almost at the pinnacle of humanity.
“Crack!”
He used all his strength and actually broke his severely corroded left calf, then threw it into the cold rain beside him.
His eyes were bulging, his neck was red, his forehead was full of blue veins, he clenched his teeth tightly, and his whole body was trembling in pain.
The left calf that was thrown away had half of its bones corroded.
In fact, his hands weren't much better.
It can be seen that the skin on his right palm has been completely corroded, revealing white bones.
"hiss……"
He finally couldn't help it and cried out in pain again.
Given his current condition, if he doesn't get timely treatment, it will be difficult for him to survive even if there are no enemies around.
Not to mention, the enemy has now arrived and landed in front of him.
Su Xia stood quietly in front of him, without saying a word or taking any further action. She just looked at him and watched him slowly treat the wound.
"I...can I still be saved?" The man suddenly spoke, stopped dealing with the matter, and turned to ask Su Xia. His hoarse voice trembled slightly with pain.
As the user of the corrosive potion, Su Xia certainly has a way to rescue them.
"You can be saved, but I won't save you." Su Xia said indifferently.
"Give me a quick death."
"good."
Su Xia waved his hand casually, and a cold light flashed.
The next moment, the black-clothed man's head flew high with a look of relief in his eyes, and then fell heavily into the rain beside him.
With a bang, the camouflage skin on his face was knocked off, revealing his original appearance.
The face was very ordinary, thin, with pale skin, as if it had lived in a place without light for many years and was always in darkness.
At this moment, a low cry came from the houses around: "It's him! Black Prison, Li Xiangfei!"
"What? Li Xiangfei?"
"Didn't he die two years ago?"
"Why are you here?"
"No wonder I felt that pair of big black hands looked familiar..."
“…”
The man in black is a well-known person, code-named "Black Confinement" because he has the ability to absolutely confine anyone. Even the most powerful enemy will be confined by him for a moment.
His abilities are in great demand, he is often invited to participate in group activities, and he is very popular in various organizations.
Especially some teams who like wilderness exploration, most of them maintain long-term contact with him.
As long as he is there, even if they encounter a powerful monster, the team can rely on him to buy a split second of time to counterattack or escape.
In a critical moment, many things can be decided in a split second.
But just two years ago, while exploring a war site, a member of his team accidentally triggered a bomb left over from the war. The bomb exploded, leading to the destruction of the entire team.
After that, the Black Imprisonment disappeared from this world.
The information about him was also marked with the words "Confirmed Dead", and he disappeared from then on.
He was a member of the Zero Point Tavern, and his death was also certified by the Zero Point Tavern. After his death, the Zero Point Tavern even held a grand funeral for him, and many of his friends attended.
"He has been dead for two years, how could he appear here?" Many people were puzzled, looking at the pale head with deep doubts in their eyes.
In this world, there is no magical power to bring the dead back to life, and technology has not yet developed to the point of resurrecting the dead.
Did he just fake his death back then?
But why did he hide his identity, abandon all his friends, honor and status, and become one of the hidden forces of the Zero Point Tavern?
According to records, Li Xiangfei is a person who likes to make friends. He is optimistic and cheerful, has friends all over the world, likes to go on adventures, and is not someone who likes to hide in the dark.
The silent and pale head in front of him really cannot be compared with the Li Xiangfei in many people's memories.
“There’s a problem.”
"He has become like a puppet now, completely different from before."
"Why didn't the Zero Point Tavern save him? If you just spoke up and paid a certain price, you should be able to save him from the masked weirdo, right?"
“…”
This was a level five creature, someone that was rarely seen under normal circumstances. Even the mechanical race was willing to pay a huge price to invite him, and yet he died in front of everyone.
Not far away is the entrance to the Zero Point Tavern.
Why didn't the tavern manager here save him? Did he just treat him as a consumable?
It has to be said that his death brought a considerable shock to the people around him.
This was the first death of the night.
If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a second, third, or even more deaths.
The killing had just begun and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
"The dead are gone."
Su Xia said indifferently, then took out two antidotes and threw them in the air, letting the liquid medicine fall on Li Xiangfei's body.
But after a moment, the sizzling sound of corrosion disappeared and no more green smoke came out.
In this way, Li Xiangfei could at least leave most of the body.
After he did all this, the remaining nine killers launched another attack.
"brush--"
Two figures flashed by, as if they had jumped out of the darkness directly. They did not approach Su Xia, but instead flew past him quickly on both sides of his body.
The two men disappeared into the darkness again without any movement, as if they were just going through the motions.
The next moment, a flash of cold light appeared.
The most terrifying level 5 killer appeared , and instead of stabbing Su Xia from the back, he attacked Su Xia from the front and slammed into Su Xia's psychic shield.
“Crack—”
The shield shattered a second time, but it only held out for a moment before it exploded into a ball of energy.
At this moment, Su Xia also saw the other person's eyes clearly.
Those were a pair of cold, numb eyes, somewhat empty, as if they had no emotions at all and knew only killing and death.
“Swish!”
The cold light pierced Su Xia's left shoulder, splashing blood.
Logically speaking, Su Xia should have dodged at that moment and would not have been hurt at all, but he did not do that.
At the same time as the opponent was trying to assassinate Su Xia, Su Xia also controlled several fragments of the Skeleton Sword and stabbed them into the opponent's body.
This is simply exchanging injury for injury.
Neither side retreated nor dodged!
Su Xia felt a pain in his left shoulder. The entire shoulder was torn open by the opponent's weapon. Blood was dripping and deep marks were left even on the bones.
If he hadn't twisted his body slightly, the stab would have gone straight into his heart, cutting it open!
The other party was not feeling well either. Blood immediately gushed out from his waist and several creepy wounds appeared.
But he seemed to have no sense of pain, and had forgotten the killer's creed of escaping immediately if he missed a strike. He actually attacked a second time, at close range!
"Come again?"
This is really abnormal.
Even a novice in the industry knows that he must retreat in this situation, heal his wounds and wait for new opportunities.
Su Xia's body swayed, and facing the cold light, he rushed forward suddenly. With a bang, he knocked the opponent to the ground and made him lose his balance.
"Bang!"
There was another muffled sound, and the opponent couldn't help but retreat two steps, blood flowing from his abdomen.
Su Xia stepped forward quickly, taking advantage of the situation, and kicked him on the knee with great force, making him unstable. Then he used the force to turn over, and with a click, he used his right leg like a long whip, turned around and kicked him in the chin!
Su Xia rolled in the air and then landed steadily, splashing water.
The opponent was kicked more than ten meters away, his knees were broken, his jaw was cracked, and he fell heavily in the cold rain, like a rag doll, covered in blood.
"cough……"
He coughed lightly, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He was unable to get up in time and was still lying in the rain.
This scene stunned everyone in the surrounding houses.
What is going on here?
Why did this powerful level 5 killer suddenly choose to attack head-on?
"Why didn't he even activate his shield?"
Whether it’s a head-on fight or exchanging injuries, how can he possibly defeat this monster called the Masked Stranger?
The masked man is a super ruthless guy who broke out directly from the encirclement of the mechanical clan!
Shouldn't the killer's biggest role be to sneak attack the masked stranger from time to time, waiting for an opportunity to kill him with one strike? He is not a frontal combat warrior!
"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Was he beaten?"
"What is he doing?"
Someone noticed that the man suddenly grabbed his own face.
“Sizzle…”
He tore it off suddenly, and his face skin floated up strangely. The next moment, a thin camouflage skin was torn off, revealing his true face.
Then, holding the weapon and covering his injured abdomen, he slowly stood up from the ground.
A pool of blood had accumulated under him.
In a fight between level five creatures, life and death depend on a single second.
The head-on collision just now caused him great harm, and blood kept flowing from his abdomen.
He did not use any defensive skills, not even a shield, otherwise he should not have been injured so seriously. At this moment, the fragments of the bone sword were still in his body.
As long as Su Xia had a thought, the fragments would crush his internal organs and cause him to die on the spot.
"cough……"
He coughed again, his body trembled, and the wounds all over his body were affected.
It can be seen that his hands holding the weapon are trembling slightly, and he seems to be unable to hold it anymore.
He glanced at the wound on his abdomen, his face expressionless. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Su Xia through the rain curtain more than ten meters away.
"It's him! Qi Yu, the Shadow of Death." Someone in the houses on both sides recognized his face.
“It’s him!”
"Death is like a shadow, it follows the wind."
"No wonder he was able to shatter the masked man's psychic shield with just one strike!"
"But he also died two years ago..."
“…”
Another person who has died, and is also very famous.
Qi Yu, codenamed "Shadow of Death", is a super killer.
In terms of fame, he is even more famous than the man in black imprisonment just now, and can already be called a legendary figure.
Also two years ago, Qi Yu took on the task of assassinating a family leader. He rushed to the target location overnight and successfully killed the target.
But in the middle of the retreat, he was accidentally exposed and surrounded by the family's security forces. He was seriously injured, fled all the way, and finally fell into a deep valley.
A few days later, the family found his mutilated body in a deep valley, which had been eaten by wild dogs. Even his face was bitten off.
After that, the words "confirmed dead" were written on the profile of this legendary figure.
A funeral was also held for him at the Zero Point Tavern.
"Another dead person."
Su Xia stared at Qi Yu, looking at him carefully several times, and a personal description of this person quickly popped up in front of her eyes.
In the character description, Su Xia saw the specific circumstances of his faked death.
[Personal description: A legend of his generation, one of the top figures in the assassin world, the shadow of fear in everyone's heart... Two years ago, he accepted a mission... and fell into a deep abyss...]
At that time, after falling into the deep valley, he did not die on the spot. He still had his last breath and struggled for most of the night, but he could not get up.
There were many wild dogs in the valley, staring at his broken body, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
Just when he thought he was destined to die there, several figures suddenly appeared in front of him.
Those are the people from the Zero Point Tavern headquarters.
The other party said that he could save him, but he needed to sign a death contract.
At that time, the desire to survive overwhelmed everything. He was close to coma, groggy, and his vision was blurry. Without caring too much, he signed the contract.
But he didn't expect that it was actually an outright indenture, forcing him to sell out everything he had.
He made a deal with the devil!
After that, he became one of the hidden forces of the Zero Point Tavern.
Su Xia understood. No wonder these people had empty and numb eyes. It turned out that they had sold everything they had and became zombies controlled by a contract.
"For someone who sells his soul, what's the difference between living and dying?" Su Xia suddenly said.
On the other side, Qi Yu remained silent and did not answer.
He stood quietly in the rain, and his numb eyes suddenly had some color. He slowly turned and saw the body of Li Xiangfei lying on the ground.
At this moment, a complicated look appeared on his face.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke: "Two years ago... I shouldn't have been exposed... Someone betrayed my information..."
His voice was hoarse and intermittent, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.
As he spoke, more and more blood flowed out of his waist and abdomen, staining his clothes and black trousers red, but he did not take any treatment measures and just let his life slowly slip away.
"I came here to kill you today... It's not my will... It's just... I can't be free... Ahem..."
He coughed up a trace of blood, his face turned pale, and his voice became weaker and weaker.
It's ridiculous that the Midnight Tavern is known as the freest organization, but it actually has a group of members who will never be free.
As he spoke, he suddenly fell to his knees, too weak to even stand up.
He slowly fell backwards, kneeling in the rain with his eyes open. His whole body was soaked in rain and blood. He looked up at the night sky filled with heavy rain, and thus lost his life.
