Chapter 85: The Reincarnators' Ambush!

"Everyone get ready; the protagonist will be here in a moment."

In the silent street, through the mental link, a tense voice rang in the minds of many Reincarnators.

Countless Reincarnators hid in street corners, behind doors, inside houses, beside buildings, and underground, their expressions extremely tense.

Through the mental link, they could share vision and synchronize their sight.

And in the left eye socket of one Reincarnator was embedded a pure white eyeball, allowing them to see everything within a kilometer nearby simultaneously.

This time, five squads of Reincarnators entered this world; except for Qu Hua's squad, the other four squads of Reincarnators chose the invading faction.

Compared to the White Scar-Face squad, the remaining three Reincarnator squads chose to unite and ambush Fang Can.

Of course, although their choices differed, since they belonged to the same faction, Scar-Face still cast the Mind-Sealing Technique on these few people, ensuring that mental power at the Mortal Flesh level could not break through consciousness.

Two thousand meters away, a sniper now clenched his teeth and shut his eyes tight, holding the sniper rifle steady as Mount Tai, ensuring not a shred of killing intent would be revealed in the instant of firing.

And at the alley entrance, a white-haired man gripped an invisible space-blade, leisurely preparing to deliver the fatal blow.

In this street, at least twenty-some Reincarnators were currently hiding, hoping to kill the protagonist of this horror film as quickly as possible and leave with a full belly after the Carnival Day ended.

As long as Fang Can, the biggest obstacle, was killed, the hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the entire city would all be lambs awaiting slaughter; even with army protection, they could not stop their massacre.

'So, Fang Can, please go die!'

All Reincarnators repeated this sentence in their hearts; under the suppression of the Pure Heart Technique, extreme killing intent was buried deep in their hearts, and one by one they hid in corners like stones.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, accompanied by a series of explosions coming from far to near, everyone knew clearly in their hearts that the prey was coming to the door.

In the distance, a youth with eyes like a hawk surveyed the entire city; by treading on the air with both feet, every step he took allowed him to leap high and cross a distance of dozens of meters.

The so-called 50 meters per second was not because his speed could only reach 50 meters, but because of ground friction, stride length, planetary gravity, and other reasons, he could only achieve this degree.

Most of the force of any random step was used to counteract the ground; the air solidified like water, blocking him on all sides, and if he carelessly jumped into mid-air, he would have to wait for his body to fall before exerting force again.

If his weight were a bit heavier, he could run even faster, but under the real physical engine, he was like an ordinary person running underwater, unable to exert his strength.

Pity that his current strength was insufficient to tread on air and run; otherwise, according to his stride, 100 meters per second would be easy.

In the distance, a huge shell was fired, blasting fiercely at Fang Can's face.

With an extreme twist of his body, Fang Can's slender waist and abdomen tightened, narrowly grazing the fist-sized shell as he landed.

No wasted words; in the Heart-Image World, a streak of extreme Bai Guang flashed, and a forty-meter-long great blade descended from above, instantly destroying the consciousness of several thugs hiding in the tank.

Even with the protection of a tank, facing the Heart-Image skill which penetrated everywhere, mortals hiding behind armor were like unshielded ants, easily crushed to death.

After dealing with several tanks, Fang Can took steps and continued running; with a series of thunderous crashes breaking the air, Fang Can's figure drew closer and closer to them.

Hearing the roar grow heavier and heavier, approaching like a Shi Qian giant beast, the hiding Reincarnators grew even more tense.

Seeing that he was about to reach them, suddenly, the running sound stopped abruptly.

'What's going on? Is Fang Can not coming?' In the mental link, someone couldn't help but question.

Others were even more anxious; was this well-planned assassination ending just like this?

"What a quiet street."

Fang Can's figure halted in mid-air; he did a somersault in the air, landed on the ground, and looked at the empty, quiet street before him.

Although the front was dead silent, Fang Can felt as if thorns were on his back, as if heavy killing intent was waiting for him ahead.

Just now, his aptitude had surged wildly, temporarily increasing from the normal 50 times to 200 times.

With the ability of "Misfortune Turns to Fortune," any possible ambush was like a declaration of war in broad daylight.

'Why isn't he coming in? Take a few more steps quickly!'

In the alley, someone was constantly roaring in their heart, while others wanted to act directly but were stopped.

Under Fang Can's cold glance, he casually swung a Heart-Image hand-blade toward the street.

If there were living people inside, whether resisting or being crushed, there would definitely be a reaction.

But this swing was like a mud-cow entering the sea; nothing happened. Under the Mind-Sealing Technique, these people's spirits were as solid as a rock, like dead objects.

Fang Can tilted his ear to listen; under the Silence Technique, he also heard no heartbeat or breathing, as if it truly was an empty street.

One could only say that when more than a dozen Reincarnators from different systems coordinated with each other, all sorts of bizarre abilities existed; even if one's strength was a level higher, one could still fall.

"So the danger isn't in front? Am I scaring myself?"

Fang Can hesitated for a moment but immediately dismissed it, because his intuition told him the enemy was on the other side of the street!

'But, so what?' After pausing for a moment, Fang Can stepped in expressionlessly.

This level of danger sense, though extremely dangerous, he believed that relying on the strength foundation he had cultivated hard for two months, he would dare to enter this White Tiger Hall banquet of treachery.

'Here it comes!'

Hearing the footsteps resume, fine cold sweat oozed from the backs of these people, ready to act at any moment.

One step, two steps...

As Fang Can slowly entered the street, after walking for a while longer.

Boom—

The tiles under Fang Can's feet suddenly shattered; two thick arms reached out, desperately pulling at Fang Can's legs.

"Earth Release: Head-Hunting Technique!"

This sound was like a referee blowing the starting signal; the next moment, spells filling the sky and earth enveloped Fang Can.

【Slow Spell】

【Gravity Spell】

【Powerless Ray】

"Got you!"

Underground, a Reincarnator grabbed Fang Can's ankles, his eyes lighting up with joy, and immediately tried to pull him downward.

But faster than his movement was the iron fist from above.

"Boom—!!!"

Over a hundred tons of force pressed down from Fang Can's fist, and the ninja's body below shattered inch by inch like sugarcane.

The earth was thus smashed into a huge pit half a foot deep and two meters wide, immediately followed by a torrent of fresh blood gushing up from beneath the ground.

Amidst the surging blood, Fang Can's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, having already entered the Xiehu Shishen state:

"I've caught you, little rats!"

Feeling this chapter break is a bit awkward, I'll try to get another chapter out this afternoon.

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(End of this chapter)