Chapter 103: Slip Away!

On a small earthen slope covered in lush trees, a pale-skinned man tossed aside his sniper rifle and ran quickly down the slope.

'Just as the intel said—he definitely isn't an ordinary hybrid.'

'There's a very high probability he's already broken through the critical blood limit, yet Kassel Academy actually turns a blind eye to such a dangerous existence.'

Recalling the scene he had just seen through the sniper scope, the man couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.

Although an irrepressible fear welled up in his heart, he still ran down the slope with firm, unwavering steps.

However, the man soon slowed to a stop.

He stared coldly ahead, his right hand slowly reaching toward his side.

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out through the woods, and an instant later a heart-piercing pain shot through the man's wrist.

"No need to keep playing tricks like this, right?" Li Ang looked at the sweating man opposite him clutching his right hand, tossed the metal shard in his own hand, and said, "Talk?"

With the help of 【Gunner】, Li Ang discovered that his aim had improved dramatically.

Hearing this, the pale-skinned man let out a cold laugh: "Heh, I have nothing to say to you monsters."

"Monster this, monster that—what did I do to make you call me that?"

Li Ang felt deeply wronged. Clearly, ever since coming to this world he'd basically been grinding experience; if one really had to count, he'd also helped Kassel Academy kill two pure-blood dragons.

Faced with Li Ang's questioning, the man kept his mouth tightly shut, merely staring at him coldly.

"Forget it, I can probably guess who sent you."

The man's appearance clearly wasn't the bloodline of the Gattuso family, but Li Ang also knew that for something like this the Gattuso family wouldn't personally step in.

Odin had hidden for so long—he wouldn't expose himself so easily; at most he'd be pulling strings from behind the scenes.

It was only because Li Ang knew the plot that he could know of the existence of that King of Sky and Wind.

Of course, one couldn't rule out the possibility that some family within the Secret Party had really lost their mind and come after him.

Seeing he couldn't get any useful information out of him, Li Ang didn't waste words and cleanly ended the man's life.

After finishing all this, he gazed at the lush green woods around him and fell into thought.

'Should I go back to New York and continue cooperating with Kassel Academy, or just cut and run?'

The former had the benefit of letting Li Ang keep using Kassel Academy's platform, but the 【Apprentice Craftsman (Alchemy)】 he most needed resources for had already been maxed out; the downside was that anything he wanted to do would be monitored by the Secret Party.

The latter was the exact opposite.

After a brief consideration, Li Ang decided to temporarily slip out of the Secret Party's sight.

After all, being watched by that old schemer Odin all day was genuinely unpleasant, even if the other's mind was most likely on how to devour Bai Wang right now.

Besides, this would also make it easier for him to contact Norton later.

Thinking of this, Li Ang let out a light breath, then vanished into the jungle without a trace.

With a total wipeout happening at the Monterrey branch, Kassel Academy naturally had to convene the Xiaodong Society.

At this moment, Angers' face was cold and severe, like Arctic ice that hadn't melted in ten thousand years: "Beowulf, this is your man, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he shook the photo in his hand, which clearly showed the corpse of a pale-skinned man.

"Could you please explain why a member of the illustrious Dragon-Blooded family would show up in a place like this?"

Faced with Angers' questioning, Beowulf's expression was cold: "It wasn't an order I gave."

He did not deny that the man in the photo was a member of his own family.

And after dropping that line, this Dragon-Blooded abruptly disconnected.

Looking at the screen that had suddenly gone dark, Angers' face was expressionless, giving nothing away about his emotions.

With one of the parties involved leaving the table, the discussion clearly couldn't continue, so after exchanging glances, the other attending families also disconnected one after another.

In the blink of an eye, only Angers and Flamel remained on site.

At this moment, Flamel suddenly spoke up: "Angers, it's possible Beowulf is telling the truth—that he really didn't know."

Hearing this, Angers shook his head slightly: "I know."

"You knew, yet you put on that act just now?" Flamel was somewhat surprised.

Angers shrugged: "Just an act. This matter isn't that simple."

After all, in reason and in sentiment, Beowulf couldn't possibly be that brainless.

If the protagonist of this wipeout incident—Li Ang—might possess bloodline optimization technology, they could simply wait patiently.

As members of the Secret Party, if there really were any bloodline optimization technology, it would eventually have to be announced to everyone in the end.

And if they thought Li Ang had reached the critical blood limit and wanted to hunt him, the one sent wouldn't be just an ordinary Beowulf family member, but the famous Dragon-Blooded himself.

Undoubtedly, the dead Beowulf family member in the photo had been used as a pawn.

Unfortunately, Angers ultimately couldn't find out who exactly he'd had contact with, or whose words he'd believed before going to hunt Li Ang.

But the inability to find out already represents something, doesn't it?

The forces capable of doing this much aren't that numerous within the Secret Party.

This was also the reason for his earlier performance.

With Angers' hint, Flamel quickly figured out the twists and turns involved.

He scratched his head, then took a sip of whiskey from his iron flask: "Which family do you think it is?"

Hearing this, a dangerous glint flashed in Angers' eyes: "Gattuso, Gottigen, Cadmus."

"All of them are possible."

"No matter which family it is, what they want to see is nothing more than me and Beowulf coming into conflict."

At this point, the silver-white-haired old man paused: "... Perhaps we should add that little fellow too."

"Ha, how interesting. It seems that little fellow's secrets run deeper than we guessed."

"Flamel, surely it's not really like you said—that little fellow is some super hybrid cooked up over in Shenzhou?"

Hearing this, the Secret Party's alchemy master couldn't help but roll his eyes—he did know Angers was joking.

After all, according to the on-site investigation report, the fourth-generation specimen offered almost no meaningful resistance before being killed.

Those capable of such a feat are few even within the entire Cassell College.

Too bad it's useless to speak of this now; since that day, the other had vanished as if erased from the world, leaving not a trace.

But Anger was not in a hurry.

"Let the branch members in Mexico keep watch for now—he won't hide forever. Currently the heaviest is retrieving Konstantin's egg from beneath Kui Sect."

Thinking of how he would soon kill a twin of Long Wang himself, Anger's face wore an expression of excitement mixed with hatred.

Seeing this, Flamel said nothing, only shook his head slightly and took a deep swallow of wine.