Chapter 1336: Fellow Sufferers

Chapter 1336: Chapter 1336: Fellow Sufferers

Due to the seven appearances being far apart, solely based on her speed, Sophie Wilson could annihilate them all in an instant.

The key point is, the commotion of these seven times, after Kellan Blake calculated in his mind, Sophie Wilson’s speed is increasing.

Faster and faster each time.

So, at the beginning, Sophie Wilson didn’t use her full strength?

The more Kellan Blake thought about it, the more his heart trembles.

Sophie Wilson is far more formidable than he could imagine.

Sophie Wilson... what kind of person is she?

Suddenly, the commotion ahead is quite loud, the treetops are shaking violently, obviously, someone is in the tree, was it Sophie Wilson attacking them?

Kellan Blake looked through the scope towards that direction, and as he moved, suddenly, Sophie Wilson’s smiling face intruded into his sight.

Kellan Blake’s eyes widened, instinctively pulled the trigger without thinking, and at the same moment, Sophie Wilson’s trace was already lost in the scope.

Kellan Blake slowly lowered his arms, pointing the weapon downwards, he raised his hand and touched his helmet.

Then he raised his hand to his eyes, unsurprisingly saw a faint red color on his fingers.

Just now, he used a weapon on Sophie Wilson, but Sophie Wilson at the same moment... even before him, used a weapon.

So, he didn’t hit Sophie Wilson but instead got "killed" by Sophie Wilson.

Kellan Blake chuckled bitterly, slung his weapon, swiftly descended the tree, and walked out of the woods.

Returning to the training square, he saw over a dozen comrades there already, sitting on the ground dejectedly, looking gloomy.

They all had red marks on their bodies.

Different locations, but all fatal places.

However, their clothes were not particularly dirty, not like they went through any intense confrontation.

In other words, Sophie Wilson "killed" them basically without giving them a chance to retaliate.

Kellan Blake suddenly felt tired, not from the concentration but because in front of him, a mountain named Sophie Wilson had suddenly appeared, one he couldn’t surpass.

Kellan Blake’s state made the few who returned earlier smile at him saying: "Brother, have a seat."

Even though they had been together for a short time, not even remembering each other’s names, somehow an inexplicable sense of closeness had grown between them.

Is this what they call sharing the same fate?

As this thought just emerged in Kellan Blake’s mind, he inexplicably shivered.

Nevertheless, he accepted that person’s kindness, walked over, and sat down.

"How were you ’killed’?" the person asked.

"Long-range shooting," Kellan Blake replied, took off his helmet, and showed it to that person.

"Impressive, she took the weapons from our side." That person showed Kellan Blake’s helmet to others, who all showed helpless smiles.

"Were you ’killed’ in close combat?" Kellan Blake asked, "What moves did she use?"

"Didn’t see." That person rubbed his face indignantly, "I didn’t even see the person, and suddenly got hit on the neck."

He raised his head, showing Kellan Blake the red mark on his neck.

Kellan Blake turned his gaze to the others, surely someone had seen Sophie Wilson’s movements, right?

To his surprise, those people shook their heads simultaneously, making Kellan Blake’s hair stand on end: "She couldn’t be a ghost, could she?"

No one actually saw her movements?