Chapter 879 - 720: I Hit the Boss Once_2

Chapter 879: Chapter 720: I Hit the Boss Once_2

At this moment, He was also cornered, his survival instincts overpowering everything else. He raised his voice as well, using all his strength to interrupt:

"No, it was him who set it. Look, there’s a wrecked car on the highway, dismantled by that white spider-like human.

The two people in the car were killed by him, and the bodies... the bodies were dragged into the bushes by him!"

He remembered and repeated the captain’s instructions firmly.

In the distance, Iron Claw, who had been closely monitoring the battlefield’s changes through his equipment, was stunned upon hearing He’s firm accusation:

"White spider-like human, huh? Could it be referring to me?"

In an instant, the face beneath his mask flushed red, nearly dripping with blood.

Though he usually appeared somewhat straightforward and foolish, that’s precisely why he hated when others played tricks or falsely accused him.

How could anyone boldly accuse him with lies, claiming he hid the bodies?

He clearly had a body he couldn’t find alive or dead!

Wait a minute!!!

Iron Claw’s angry thoughts suddenly came to a halt.

The opponent seemed to have said just now... the bodies were dragged into the bushes!

So, was the body stolen from him hidden in the bushes by them?!!

Assuming he grasped the "key" point, Iron Claw erupted into rage, a mix of being robbed and falsely accused, volcanic-like anger bursting in his chest.

He let out an earth-shattering roar, and his seven sharp metal limbs simultaneously exerted force, fiercely clawing the ground, raising countless broken stones and dust.

He no longer cared about the subtle balance at the center of the battlefield, suddenly lunging crazily at the nearest Mountain Cat.

"Damn body thieves! Speak! Where exactly did you hide my body in the bushes?! Give it back to me!!!"

The roar echoed above the bushes, startling a flock of sparrows.

Shadow Scorpion felt his heart throb violently at Iron Claw’s thunderous bellow, almost stopping on the spot, while he cursed fiercely in his heart:

"Fool! Fool! Iron Claw, you complete fool! Isn’t this practically confessing without torture?!!"

Shadow Scorpion clearly felt the cold hand on the back of his neck, through the thick armor, seemingly seeping with a more sinister and chilling cold, causing the temperature control system inside his exoskeleton to fail and his skin to erupt with goosebumps.

Originally, Shadow Scorpion was quickly formulating a plan to expose He’s full-of-flaws lies, but with Iron Claw’s self-destructive roar, he suddenly felt all explanations were pale and powerless.

Feng Mu... perhaps won’t have any interest in hearing another word from me.

A glint of resolute light flashed in Shadow Scorpion’s eyes, his whole body’s exoskeleton suddenly emitted an overloaded hum, and all the hydraulic devices at the joints burst with maximum power.

He jerked his neck down, making a move to lunge forward.

At the same time, the scorpion tail, now free and regaining its freedom, emitted a crisp "crack" from the mechanical structure connecting the base to the spine.

He actually took the initiative to break the scorpion tail right at the middle joint!

The severed half of the scorpion tail, with a hidden miniature thruster at the tail, instantly ignited, spewing a ghostly blue tail flame like a launched rocket, accelerating a second time, aiming straight at Feng Mu’s brow with a speed surpassing any previous attack.

Shadow Scorpion didn’t do all this to kill; it was purely a desperate "tail-shedding to survive" move.

Feng Mu had played tricks with his Illusions easily, long crushing his courage and confidence; he now only wanted to make a "strategic withdrawal."

I hit a boss, but the boss didn’t even lose any health!

Sorry to disturb!

Now, Shadow Scorpion’s only thought was to disengage from battle and quickly leave the boss’s aggro range.

This unexpected tail-breaking strike was meant to force Feng Mu to block or dodge, temporarily moving the hand of death away from the back of his neck.

Even if it could only buy him a fraction of a second, allowing him the chance to activate the thruster in his feet would suffice.

Honestly, Shadow Scorpion’s reaction was incredibly quick, and his adaptability was undeniably resolute.

Whether it was the previous probing strike or this desperate tail-breaking move, both were made without hesitation, showing exceptional ruthlessness and resoluteness.

He was completely worthy of his elite White Mask identity; his responses couldn’t be faulted, except that he picked the wrong... boss.

The flashing scorpion tail shone with lethal metallic luster, as fast as lightning.

Yet, under Feng Mu’s plain lenses, using Dynamic Capture Lv4 + Insight Lv4, everything unfolded as if slowed to a quarter speed, as slow as a snail’s crawl.

With an agility of 43 points, his awareness was sharp; his hands followed without delay, completely in sync with his mind.

His wrist just tremored slightly, his palm traced a seemingly slow but actually instantaneous and subtle trajectory, five fingers slightly spread, and the Thousand Entwining Silk Force quietly activated.

The tip of the scorpion tail that was jetting forward was nudged in midair, like a fish gently swayed off course by a warm current, causing its trajectory to subtly shift.

The thruster’s tail flame hadn’t extinguished yet, and the blue flame rippled through the force field, failing to even singe a corner of his sleeve.

Then, Feng Mu pinched the half-broken scorpion tail, his wrist smoothly pushing forward.

Elegant, incredibly elegant!

With the thruster’s propulsion + force field + the momentum in his wrist.

The scorpion tail, reflecting back with unreduced speed, accelerated by at least 2.5 times more than before.

Then pressing forward, the speed was nearly twice as fast as when it came.

Meanwhile, Shadow Scorpion felt the cold hand on the back of his neck finally leave, immense joy surging into his heart, nearly making him laugh out loud:

"Success! I made distance! I’m escaping!!"

His blood surged wildly, leg muscles tensed to the extreme, and the hidden miniature thruster in his foot sole was already preheated, about to burst with scorching airflow.

Though not able to truly soar like Fire Raven, with this explosive force, leaping twenty or thirty meters in a single bound, leaving this dangerous zone, was definitely not a problem.

At the same time, he manipulated all the surrounding optical "Shadow Scorpion" illusions to simultaneously make similar moves—lowering heads, bending bodies, foot soles flaming.

These illusions, realistic and humanoid, might deceive others but not Feng Mu.

Not because he could see health bars—they had health bars too, just notably shorter.

The primary difference was those illusions didn’t have that black thread, akin to a marionette string, leading to an unknown high point above them.

And Shadow Scorpion’s true form, not only had a clear health bar above his head but also a solid black line, piercing the skies, like a marked prisoner.

And then...

Shadow Scorpion felt his chest suddenly turn cold.

"Crack... crack-crack...!"

The sound of high-strength composite armor plates shattering like paper, mingling with the muffled sound of flesh tearing and bones being pierced, resonated together.

He watched as the virtual "Shadow Scorpion" illusions around him, all as if triggered, suddenly soared into the air, each posing differently, leaping agilely tens of meters away, all achieving a safe distance.

Except for himself...

His true self failed to "take off."

He remained firmly "nailed" to the spot, only the thrusters in his foot soles futilely spewing weak streams of air, kicking up slight dust from the ground.

He blankly watched those "flying" Shadow Scorpion illusions identical to him, for a moment unable to distinguish if he was real or fake.

Probably, at this moment, Shadow Scorpion’s heart wished desperately—that he might be the false illusion.

And those flying illusions, each also seemed to look back toward him in unison, at the moment they landed.

Their glances, seemingly real or illusory, filled with confusion and urgency, as if silently and anxiously questioning:

—Why didn’t you follow? Fallen behind?! Hurry, come on!!