Chapter 642: The Big Pill (4/20, Autumn Subscription)

All that talk about fighting again, about striking with full force only to fade— to Fang Yue, it was all bullshit.

He saw only moving heads and experience packs.

Telling the young mistress to wait there, Fang Yue leapt straight down, vanishing into darkness; when he reappeared, a patrol squad on the perimeter had suddenly extinguished their Human Soul Torches one after another.

With a sweep of his blade, blood sprayed, corpses fell in succession; less than a few seconds passed before Fang Yue had eliminated this isolated patrol squad.

"Look, I've surrounded them—over ten of them!"

System prompts flashed continuously; watching his stats climb, Fang Yue was overjoyed, his glowing eyes like a leopard scenting meat in the night, zipping instantly into the next isolated patrol squad.

"Holy light! That evil is worth fighting!"

This squad was larger; as soon as Fang Yue charged in, chaos erupted.

But as Fang Yue unleashed his black qi, Flying Feather scattered, slicing through throats with swift, silent strikes, silencing every would-be caller.

Amid falling corpses, Fang Yue moved like a phantom through the remaining patrol squads.

With each person he passed, one fell.

When Fang Yue left this squad, only a ground littered with corpses remained.

System prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Hired Guard】, Comprehension slightly increased.

System prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Hired Guard】, reward: Control Power +2, Dissipate Power +2, Yang Lifespan +5 days, 【Mystic Realm】 progress +0.001%.

System prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】…

System prompts flashed like a screen flood, making Fang Yue grin broadly.

Kongshan Caravan, you are my bread and butter!

Fang Yue was thrilled, his whole body brimming with energy.

Grinning silently, Fang Yue charged into the next patrol squad, slaughtering wildly as his stats rose steadily.

Unfortunately, halfway through the slaughter, the corpses of the first patrol squad were discovered.

With alarm whistles blaring, all patrol guards rushed toward that location, reducing Fang Yue's opportunities to slip through unnoticed.

Yet the speed of their convergence varied; seizing the time gap, Fang Yue slaughtered this squad, then blended into the night, slipping to the tail end of the arriving group and beginning his harvest from behind.

Slowly, someone noticed the number of torches converging was dwindling bit by bit.

By the time all had gathered at the original crime scene, over a dozen men lay dead on the path.

Panic spread instantly.

Some ran toward the encampment to report the incident.

Others huddled together, forming defensive clusters.

Seeing no further chance to sneak, Fang Yue made no hesitation—he revealed himself, appearing as a black-clad figure and charging in.

"He's here!"

"Watch out!"

Everyone shouted in alarm, but Fang Yue's speed was too fast; amid flickering shadows, he rode the darkness, surged forward with explosive speed, tore open the guard circle, stormed inside, slashed through seven times in and out, then vanished again into darkness.

In just that short moment, casualties were heavy.

Everyone was terrified, trembling with fear.

Though this line of work always meant wearing one's head on a belt.

But facing a terrifying entity who moved like wind, whose blade fell and always claimed multiple lives, no one dared say they didn't regret taking this dangerous job.

Indeed, the more money offered, the more reason there was—tonight, they might collect the pay but not live to spend it!

As they thought this, the ghostly black shadow struck again.

Screams, roars, cries for help, shouts, wails—chaos erupted; the clustered personnel, like sheep huddling for warmth, were hunted down like wolves in a flock, the scene horrific beyond words, gruesomely brutal.

"Aaaah! Help! Help me!"

"I have nothing to do with Kongshan Caravan! I quit this job! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Mercy, sir! Mercy! I beg the Black Shadow Lord! Spare me! Please spare me!"

Faced with the black shadow moving as if through an empty land, each person reacted differently.

Most abandoned resistance, kneeling to beg or fleeing outright.

A few lay down and feigned death, praying the killer couldn't tell the difference.

To be fair, Fang Yue wasn't very sensitive to corpses.

He was far more interested in living people.

Those were live, breathing stat points!

Who knew if the bodies on the ground were truly dead? Wasting his inner energy and attack time checking them was worse than just slashing one little friend after another.

Amid the frenzied slaughter, the scene was filled with wails and howls—not a patrol squad hunting an intruder, but a single intruder surrounding all patrol squads and slaughtering them at will.

Unable to endure this one-sided oppression, waiting to die, many began fleeing, shouting they had nothing to do with Kongshan Caravan.

Since they'd said so much, their will to live so strong, Fang Yue hesitated, then let those fleeing go.

We're all workers—workers don't make things hard for other workers!

As long as you're not working for Kongshan Caravan, I'll spare your life.

Fang Yue thought to himself.

Of course, had he known there were more guards inside the Kongshan Caravan encampment, he would never have so easily let go of such easy prey.

Amid Fang Yue's one-sided domination, the scene became utterly chaotic.

Some fled, some begged, some feigned death.

When the third layer of personnel inside the Kongshan Caravan encampment rushed out to reinforce, they saw only this scene of abandoned armor and panicked flight.

All the arriving hired guards froze.

For a moment, they stared at each other, utterly bewildered.

This, this this this—what kind of situation is this?

So many people in the outer three layers have been slaughtered, their corpses littering the ground, and the survivors are being brutally hunted down with no ability to resist?

What kind of demonic power is that shadow, which appears and vanishes without a trace!?

The crowd was stunned, hesitating in their hearts, unsure whether to charge forward and fight to the death.

At that moment, the black shadow suddenly stopped, its figure freezing as its eyes glowed—like it had discovered a new continent—excitedly fixing its gaze on this fresh batch of easy prey… oh no, the guards!

"A big pill has appeared!!"

With an excited roar, Fang Yue shot forward in a flash.

"Pay attention—you are all surrounded by me alone! No one is allowed to escape!!"

Laughing loudly, Fang Yue charged into the crowd, instantly sending people flying and tumbling; screams and cries erupted everywhere, the scene once again descending into chaos, just as it had with the outer three layers' Patrol Team.

Those lying on the ground pretending to be corpses suddenly stared wide-eyed: this scene—they had seen it before!!

As if history were repeating itself, everyone trembled under Fang Yue's terrifying aura, none able to stand against him, let alone hold him back for a moment!

The situation was spiraling out of control!

When the Regimental Commander of the Kongshan Caravan arrived and burst out from within, this was the unbelievable sight he saw.

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He had truly never seen anything like this!

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(End of Chapter)