Chapter 547

But he is still sane.

Wood understood that he was already half-stepping into a desperate situation, and soon the Rat King's people would completely rush in and crush him, the traitor, to ashes.

And now the only hope...

"Sam, I admit that you are slightly better."

"But...you appear in front of me alone like this, are you underestimating me?"

Wood swings the knife and cuts again!

He knew the Rat King's weakness at the moment, and that weakness was himself!

In order to lure the snake out of its hole and seduce himself to reveal his true potential, he would not hesitate to enter his own territory alone and use himself as bait.

He succeeded, he was fooled, and he rebelled against him in a desperate attempt.

but!

His bait will eventually be weaker than his own.

Even if he had the magic armor he got from who knows where as a trump card, how many times can the armor be used to defend against his own attacks if it is just for defense?

How many people can you defend yourself from?

That's right, as long as the Rat King can be killed, all problems will be solved.

As long as the Rat King dies, his subordinates no longer have to work for him. The leader of the Rat Association is still himself!

Wood looked excited, and his red eyes ignited with fire again.

"Die!"

Zheng——

The sharp long knife swallowed the light of several meters long. Wood almost poured most of his fighting spirit into it and swung the knife with all his strength.

There is no doubt about its power. The Rat King is not good at fighting people head-on, but he was directly knocked away by this knife.

There was also a clear crack in the armor on his upper body.

Wood was so happy that he didn't bother to stop the Rat King who was approaching here, and quickly shouted to the remaining men:

"Quick, come and kill the Rat King with me first. As long as the Rat King is killed, the winner will still be... huh?"

Wood turned his head in confusion.

Because he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be no movement from his loyal subordinates since just now.

He thought the people who were the Rat King had already attacked, but when he looked over, the scene he expected did not happen.

This is something to be happy about, but...

"You...you, what are you doing?"

In sight, those brave and loyal subordinates who were even willing to betray the Rat King with him, for some reason at this moment, were trembling and kneeling on the ground one by one, and were even kowtowing in a certain direction to beg for mercy.

But there was obviously nothing there.

It was as if they had seen something extremely terrifying, enough to overwhelm all their courage and resistance, but they themselves saw nothing...

Only myself, I saw nothing.

"ha……"

At this time, the Rat King, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but sneer:

"Wood, when did you get the illusion that I was the only one?"

"What?"

As if he noticed something, Wood suddenly swung the blade not far from his side.

The blade tore through the air, making an ear-piercing buzz. This was still a full blow, showing no mercy.

But he was calmly stopped by a slender hand that appeared out of thin air out of nowhere.

"Third level."

There was a mellow and deep voice, murmuring slightly sadly:

"It turns out that without realizing it, this level no longer poses any threat to me?"

85. Price

The blade exudes sharpness.

Wood was not as carefree and lustful as he appeared on the surface. In fact, among the first group of people who followed the Rat King, he was the most ferocious and aggressive.

Under his sword, there were countless souls from the lower city wandering around.

He originally thought that there would be another soul under the sword today...even an extremely heavyweight one, but at this moment, the blade was stopped without even seeing blood.

He was stopped by a slender and wide palm pressing lightly on the blade.

"who?"

Wood's expression changed greatly, and he wanted to use the blade to escape, but the weapon that had been with him for ten years seemed to be trapped in an iron pincer, completely unable to obey his orders.

With some growing fear, his eyes fell on the figure who appeared in front of him at some unknown time.

He was a middle-aged man with a deep face and distinctive northern Slavic features. He was wearing a pure black dress, the hem of the dress was tooth-shaped, and he was both wild like a beast and elegant like a gentleman.

The middle-aged man had no expression on his face, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He just looked at Wood quietly, obviously doing nothing, but Wood felt the darkness like a tidal wave swallowing him up.

"You...are you that Bruce?"

Under the fear, Wood finally couldn't help but tremble, and said the name that almost everyone in the downtown area now knew.

"Yes, it's me."

Mu En showed a smile and raised her hat slightly:

"I don't think I've met you before. I didn't expect you to know my name. I'm really flattered."

"Huh... Are you flattered? I'm the one who..."

After fear comes despair.

Wood no longer knew what to say. He had just said his begging for mercy, and the extra harsh words now seemed like nothing more than a clown.

He did not expect that the person he had to face for the rebellion he had carefully planned and mustered up the courage to launch was not the Rat King at all.

It was the rumored "Dark Emperor" who had disappeared for several months.

He once mercilessly chopped off the mediator's head, subdued a group of gang leaders, and made all the gangs in the lower city bow their heads overnight. The Red Fire Gang, which had reached its peak at that time, collapsed and became a relic of the past. Holding dust.

Fierce, cruel, and ruthless.

It is said that the black dress is just his disguise, and his true body is actually a monster with seven heads, eight hands, and a height of ten meters.

It is said that he likes to drink the blood of babies the most, and at least ten newborn babies are required to be his sacrifices every day.

It is said that he is not a womanizer and his only hobby is to play with other people's lives...

It is said...

"Ha...you are so scary in the rumors, but in fact, you are just...a human being!"

Perhaps it was because of the broken jar at the desperate moment that Wood once again gathered the courage that he didn't know where to come from, and launched a ferocious attack on Mu En again.

All the strength in his body was mobilized and concentrated into the weapon, and the martial arts skills bought at a high price on the black market were also used. The brilliant sword light surged again. Under the desperate offensive, the long sword in his hand was actually unable to withstand this powerful force. Power, emitting a cry on the verge of breaking.

However.

"Well, I thought you would be smarter."

Mu En sighed.

He bent his fingers and pointed at the long knife.

"Five stacks."

The subtle murmur was drowned in the roaring thunder.

The whole building shook slightly again.

It was obviously just a movement between his fingers, but Wood seemed to see a real magic cannon pointed at him, firing close to his face.

In an instant, the world fell into endless trembling and brightness.

The weapon in his hand shattered directly before it even touched the corner of the opponent's clothes.

When Wood came back to his senses, he could only see the increasingly blurry sky, stained red with blood.

"Ha...you are indeed...still a monster."

Wood, who had countless broken bones in his body and couldn't even raise his hands, grinned, showing an expression that didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

"Feel sorry."

Looking at Wood who was covered in blood and looking miserable, Mu En, who actually didn't think about being so cruel, scratched his cheek in embarrassment:

"To be honest, I don't really have many opportunities to fight against ordinary people, so I'm a little bit ignorant of the importance of it. I will pay attention to it next time."

"..."

He had obviously lost a lot of blood, but He Wood's face suddenly turned red.

Mu En turned her attention to the side.

After Wood fell, those subordinates who were frightened but still defensive finally lost all courage, dropped their weapons and chose to surrender.

Soon, the entire building was completely controlled by the Rat King's people. There may be some people on the lower floors who are unaware of the situation and are still resisting, but they can no longer make any waves.

"Looks like it's over."

Mu En whistled quite relaxedly:

"So, how long are you going to be lazy, Sam?"

"Ahem, cough... How can I be lazy? Half of my life is almost gone."

The Rat King, who had been beaten away just now, rubbed his chest with a bitter look on his face and staggered over.

He was not pretending this time. He had just suffered several consecutive attacks from Wood, and the magic armor that protected him was already at the end of its strength. Even the powerful impact had already caused him considerable injuries.

"Although I know you want to see if Wood has any backup plan, if you take action later, you may lose me as a loyal subordinate and replace it with someone you don't know at all to help you control the Rat Club. "

"It seems you are still in good spirits."

Mu En pointed at Wood with his chin:

"Leave it to you, use your rules to solve it."

"yes."

The Rat King walked up to Wood, looking down at him from a high position.

Looking at Wood who was extremely embarrassed at this moment, the Rat King showed no sarcasm in his eyes, nor did he speak sarcastically. He just asked expressionlessly:

"Will you regret it? Wood."

"Who knows."

Wood opened his eyes, but it was hard to tell whether his eyes that had become completely cloudy could see the Rat King in front of him.

"But I've already done it, what else can I do? If I beg for mercy again, you won't let me go, right?"

"It's so sad that another old friend is leaving me."

"Ha, please stop saying such nonsense that makes you want to vomit. It's hypocritical."

"I must say a good word to you before you die."

The Rat King raised the crossbow and aimed it at Wood's eyebrows:

"Then it's all over for you. Goodbye, Wood."

"Damn it, dwarf, labor and management don't want to see you for a long time, haha..."

"..."

Mu En leaned against the fence, bathing in the slightly cold spring sun, silently watching the Rat King place his finger on the trigger that was about to be pulled.