Chapter 964: The Power of the Angel! Two Personalities of Evil and Good?!

Da Huzi, upon hearing, subconsciously jumped, his gaze startled and uncertain.

"Angel?!"

"What is this Innate Talent?"

"Could it be..."

In his Brain, an image of a Divine face involuntarily floated up.

This world—

Could there truly be an existence of this level?

Thinking this far, the fist he clenched couldn't help but exude Sweat.

Just as he was calculating how to respond, the opposite side showed no reaction.

"Hmm?"

Da Huzi's head bore a question mark, his solemn expression gradually calmed.

Su Yang still maintained the same posture.

His left hand stroked his chest, Brow and eyes drooping.

A look of sleeping.

"What is he doing?" Da Huzi fell into deep doubt.

The reason he didn't choose to act immediately is very simple.

The method Su Yang just displayed was too sinister.

His companion was directly struck, breaking the Neck and Spine, and the Brain was cut off.

The movement was fluid like clouds and water; at a glance, he was clearly a master who often kills and robs.

Therefore, he had to act cautiously.

Accustomed to playing to his strengths and avoiding weaknesses, he naturally could not clash head‑on with the opponent.

However...

Su Yang now remains motionless, with no movement or breath.

Like a statue.

Seeing this, Da Huzi had to re‑examine his thoughts.

"Trap, or… a show of pretense?"

To be safe, he took a folding knife from his pocket.

Gripping the blade, he hurled it out violently!

"Sss—"

A Black Shadow suddenly pierced through Su Yang's Brow.

A splash of red‑and‑white Liquid spurted out.

"You didn't even dodge?!" Da Huzi, surprised, showed a cold Laugh.

Turns out he was really pretending!

Immediately, adhering to the habit of cutting the weed at the root, he surged forward.

"Kid, go die!"

Da Huzi shouted angrily, his sandbag‑sized fist straight toward Su Yang's Brain.

The sound of breaking through the air was startling, accompanied by bursts of explosions.

"Bang!"

The fist struck the face directly, the features were hammered down.

Eyeball bulged, blood sprayed sideways.

"I thought you were skilled, but you're just a wooden man!" Da Huzi sneered inwardly.

A flash of triumph at avenging a great hatred appeared in his eyes.

When his feet touched the ground, he stared at his companion whose head was separated from the body, feeling countless sorrows.

The two brothers finally reunited in this Death Game.

And were placed in the same camp again.

It was supposed to be a massive slaughter, but they didn't expect to face Waterloo already on the second day.

Had they known this...

"Alas, rest in peace, friend." Da Huzi gently brushed the soft‑voiced man's eyes.

He gently closed his eyelids.

"Click~"

Suddenly, a crisp sound came sharply from behind.

Da Huzi, alert in his heart, suddenly turned back.

He saw the figure whose Brain had been smashed now trembling continuously.

Fine, pure white smoke rose slowly.

It suddenly enveloped the whole body.

Seeing this, Da Huzi's face showed astonishment.

"Not dead?"

"How could this be possible!?"

That feel couldn't be wrong.

He has killed between eight hundred and a thousand people.

Accumulated many experiences.

Whether to kill or not is crystal clear.

It was like that last time; this time is the same.

Da Huzi immediately retrieved the folding knife stuck in the tree, and with a cold gaze turned and charged out.

The blade pierced the white smoke, stabbing straight in.

If he remembers correctly…

"This spot is the heart!"

Da Huzi shifted his thinking.

Since cutting the throat and smashing the head cannot kill.

Then the weak point is most likely at the heart!

"Ding—"

Another crisp sound rang out.

Da Huzi was surprised to find that the folding knife had penetrated three inches and could not go any deeper.

"This is…"

A terrifying thought involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

In the next moment, a voice as gentle as jade sounded.

"How could you ambush me while I'm striking a pose?"

"That's a bit ungentlemanly, friend."

Da Huzi's body shivered at the sound, as if facing a great foe.

He forcefully pulled out the folding knife.

But it wouldn't budge!

Immediately after, an extremely dangerous feeling spread over his whole body.

It made his hair stand on end.

Just as he was about to TailCutEscape, a large hand suddenly emerged from the smoke.

Its speed was not fast, but it was full of pressure.

It felt to Da Huzi that he was not facing a person.

But a towering, insurmountable mountain!

"Teleport!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately used TalentDodge.

The large hand swiped at nothing, paused briefly, then slowly retracted.

Hundred meters away, Da Huzi's heart thumped violently without stopping.

His face was covered with Sweat, terrified.

Almost…

He almost died!

Su Yang's ability is too bizarre.

He has never heard of the Immortal talent.

Wait!

"If his Innate Talent is Self-Healing, then what was the earlier Shapeshift?" Da Huzi was baffled.

At this moment, he started to think of Retreat.

The reason is simple: although the Task is important, it cannot compare to life.

Moreover—

His companion is already dead.

He does it knowingly despite it being forbidden.

In his view, it is not heroic but foolish!

Thinking this, Da Huzi did not hesitate, turned and fled.

Watching the swiftly fleeing Silhouette, Su Yang's gentle, handsome face showed a hint of regret.

"I haven't shown the Angel's power yet; how can you leave?"

In the next moment, he flashed and suddenly appeared a kilometer away.

The speed was so fast, almost Teleport!

Seeing the suddenly appearing Silhouette before him, Da Huzi's Pupil abruptly contracted.

He used Teleport again to create distance.

This time he fled to a residential area, near a few shacks.

"This guy just won't go away!" Da Huzi gritted his teeth.

But before he could run a few steps, another Silhouette flashed ahead.

It was still the familiar style.

Under the lanterns, a graceful young gentleman wore a smile, kind and amiable.

His Mouth held a faint Smile.

Just a glance, and it felt as if bathed in sunlight, the mind at peace.

"Friend, don't rush to leave; you haven't introduced yourself yet."

The plain, water-like words echoed in his ears; Da Huzi could no longer stay calm, his face twitched.

I'm going all out against you!

Teleport!

This time he didn't choose to flee, but fought Su Yang stubbornly to the very end!

Da Huzi, holding the fire‑axe hanging at the shed's doorway, suddenly swung it forward.

This slash—

All his strength poured out.

Clang!

The clashing of metal rang through the air.

Sparks flew in all directions for a moment.

"What?!" Da Huzi's eyes widened, as if he'd seen a ghost in daylight.

Su Yang simply extended two fingers and easily pinched the fire‑axe.

Then he gave a gentle twist—

Crack—

The fire‑axe snapped in two.

Weaponless, Da Huzi did not hesitate and Teleported away again.

This sequence of moves has long been etched deep in his soul.

Flowing like clouds and water, effortless and natural.

But his mind now is far from relaxed.

Su Yang's ability is exceedingly strange.

It seems his body harbors two personalities.

One is a malevolent persona, with boundless strength, terrifying burst power, and astonishing regeneration!

The other is a benevolent persona—

Speed as swift as Teleport, defense maxed out.

Its strength, though not matching the former, is still impressive.