Chapter 824 Ambush! (Part 2)

“Run! It’s a trap!”

The Steward closest to the Silver Pearl’s pupils shrank sharply, and he screamed himself hoarse as he suddenly blasted backward.

The formation exploded apart in an instant. The Stewards and Executors rapidly fell back, scattering in all directions to evade, their eyes warily locked on the silver sphere in the center, as if terrified it would explode in the next second and deal catastrophic losses to the team.

However, the roar they were expecting never came. The Silver Pearl lay quietly among the fallen leaves, without the slightest movement, so still it was eerie.

Just as everyone was hesitating in shock and doubt, in the shadows deep within the dense forest, a cruel, vicious grin hooked up on Jia Meishu’s face. He gently placed his palm on Ye Mingqiu’s shoulder beside him and whispered, “Time to go.”

“Yeah.”

Ye Mingqiu replied in a low voice, a concealed mask on his face, and beneath the mask a pair of special goggles.

At this moment, Ye Mingqiu had already activated [Tyrant Form]. His originally well-proportioned body suddenly swelled to two meters tall, his clothes bulging, stretched tight by his muscles. Every inch of muscle was like cast steel, the lines ferocious, brimming with explosive Power.

Crimson Blood Crystals crawled up his arms, the scarlet link had long since been triggered, and the shaft of the Blood Spear burst with a dark-red glow, burning like a raging Fire.

“Get ready,” Jia Meishu said.

Ye Mingqiu set himself in a preparatory stance to swing the spear.

“Go.”

Jia Meishu barked.

In an instant, spatial force wrapped around Ye Mingqiu’s body, making him vanish from where he stood.

“Boom…!!”

At the same time, the silver sphere everyone was staring at on the field flared with blinding Light. That Light was searing to the extreme, and it triggered incredibly fast. This was a specially customized blast grenade made by Silver, designed so that when those people dodged and then looked back at it, it would suddenly detonate, blocking everyone’s vision.

The blinding white swallowed the world.

Then, Ye Mingqiu, in [Tyrant Form], instantaneously arrived on the battlefield. With his goggles already in place and ready, his sight wasn’t hindered in the slightest, and his combat movements were just as swift as ever.

“Swish!”

The Blood Spear sliced through the air, almost instantly swinging toward an Executor who had his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

At the moment the blast grenade detonated, the roar it produced was anything but small. Covered by that sound, the Executor didn’t notice the Blood Spear’s arc at all. By the time he sensed something was wrong, his head had already fallen, and blood spurted out, splattering across the fallen leaves at his feet.

[Tip: You have slain a Happy Town Level 3 resident. Experience Points +60, Order Points +600]

Gripping the blood-dripping Blood Spear, a devilish, hideous grin spread across Ye Mingqiu’s face. He did not target the Level 4 Order Keeper; that guy’s strength was extremely high and likely couldn’t be broken in a short time.

Killing like that was way too inefficient!

Take out those Stewards and Executors first!

Ye Mingqiu’s figure exploded into motion, like a crimson ghost Flashing through the dense forest. The sound of the Blood Spear reaping enemies rang again and again amidst the blast, and the acrid stench of blood spread continuously through the air.

At the same time, the other outsiders were also reaping in their own ways—Carl’s threads, Jia Meishu’s sudden assaults, Silver’s heavy sniper, as well as other corresponding ranged or melee slaughter.

All kinds of noises rang out one after another, and the interference from the blast grenade quickly faded.

“Enemy attack!!!”

A Steward screamed from the depths of his lungs, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

When the others finally recovered from the blast grenade’s assault, nearly half of the teammates around them were already dead or wounded. The fallen leaves were stained red with blood, and at the center of everyone’s gaze, a two-meter-tall Tyrant was still wildly swinging his Blood Spear, seemingly unconcerned that everyone was gradually regaining their sight.

[Tip: You have slain a Happy Town Level 2 resident. Experience Points +50, Order Points +500]

[Tip: You have slain a Happy Town Level 2 resident. Experience Points +40, Order Points +400]

[Level Up]

[Congratulations, you have obtained 1 Core Skill Point]

The Spirit Realm prompts chimed one after another. When Ye Mingqiu heard the last message, the smile on his face grew even more feral. He didn’t hesitate to invest the Skill Point into [Extraordinary Physique], jacking up his own durability even higher, and his Resistance rose with it.

Not only that, as his Level increased, his Basic Attributes also climbed higher, and the constant-level boost from [Immortal Body] rose as well.

He had become stronger!

Ye Mingqiu wasn’t the only one slaughtering on the battlefield. There was also a man clad in black armor, as well as the muscle-bound old man who had already been rampaging through Happy Town earlier. The old man had quite a few wounds on him, but they were all inflicted by teammates to stack his Passive; in reality, his condition was excellent.

The muscle old man and the black-armored man pulled out immediately once they realized the timing was off, without the slightest hesitation.

“You’re not getting away!”

Cyan Ghost’s eyes bulged with rage, veins popping on the hand gripping his long blade as his body turned into a streak of blue Light, slashing toward the direction of that muscle old man.

“Heh!”

Ye Mingqiu let out another vicious laugh.

The reason the other side hadn’t chosen him was because the aura on him was the strongest and most intense, his bounty level the highest, and previous intel had already stated that Ye Mingqiu’s durability was extremely high. Cyan Ghost couldn’t pin him down in a short time, so of course he wouldn’t pick him as a target.

Forget it, let him go on his own. I’ll kill someone easier. Fighting like this gives the best cost-performance. That was Cyan Ghost’s judgment.

But…

Would things really go as smoothly as he expected?

“Bang!”

Ye Mingqiu suddenly stomped down on the ground, swinging the Blood Spear with all his strength. The wind-tearing whoosh of air ripping apart rang out once more. Accompanied by screams and wails, yet another Steward was slaughtered on the spot.

He did not run!