Chapter 374 373 To Step on an Ant without Crushing It to Death, It Is Very Difficult to Control the Force.

Chapter 374 373. It is very difficult to control the force to step on an ant without crushing it to death.

The black-clad killers hid their figures in the darkness, intending to take on the darkness and escape through the power of shadows.

But in front of Mo Cheng, this was just a joke that wasn't funny at all.

The source of human body heat, the sound of heart beating, active thinking, and the blood of companions splashing on the body.

All of this makes the killers in black stand out like lights at night.

"I suggest you close your eyes." Mo Cheng's warning voice came from the darkness, "because the next scene is forbidden."

The warning was for Helena, but also for the killers in black. Mo Cheng disappeared like a shadow and ghost. Every time he appeared, a killer in black lost a certain organ of his body.

Sometimes it's the heart, sometimes it's the head, sometimes it's the spine.

Their bodies were like wrapping paper, which Mo Cheng opened at will and took out the things hidden inside.

The darkness could no longer cover their bodies, and the stalkers who tried to sneak into the Shadow Realm discovered that the Shadow Realm, which should have been like a fish swimming in water, was now like a quagmire, making them trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Eventually, those stalkers who sneaked into the Shadow Realm were swallowed up by the shadows.

After the leader of the black-clothed killers issued the "Retreat" order, he unusually made no move to escape. Instead, he stood there and watched quietly as Mo Cheng slaughtered all his men.

He was using the lives of his men to explore the limits of Mo Cheng's power, but the information he obtained plunged the black-clad killer leader into deeper despair.

Even if he has gone through cruel training, he can continue the mission without changing his expression even if his loved ones die in front of his eyes.

But when he faced Mo Cheng, facing the darkness that was once his best ally, he only felt a kind of trembling throughout his body.

The hairs on the hair stand on end, the muscles spasm, the liquid secreted by the stomach rushes back up the throat, and the sweat glands lose control and discharge a large amount of water...

At the same time, his soul felt a chill, and the lingering chill seemed to freeze all his senses.

From his body to his soul, he expressed his fear of Mo Cheng.

Why is this happening?

He shouldn't feel afraid. After going through cruel training, his emotional weakness is second only to those who have all their emotions erased and turned into puppets.

But at this moment, he was afraid.

He saw a figure in the darkness, a tall and naked demon with a pair of demon wings spread out behind him.

He saw a murderer holding a knife in both hands, slitting the enemy's throat, and the blood flowing out was enough to dye the earth red.

He even saw a group of deep purple smoke swallowing up an extremely noble body, turning it into a monster with four hands and eyes that only appeared in nightmares.

he……

Kneel down.

Among the corpses of his men strewn all over the ground, he knelt down in front of Mo Cheng, kneeling down in fear.

"Say it."

Mo Cheng stood quietly in front of the black-clothed killer leader. He didn't need to do anything. He only had to stand there, and the dark area was infected with [fear] like a living thing.

Darkness used to be a refuge for these killers and stalkers, but when Mo Cheng stood there, darkness became the best way to spread [fear].

Stalkers and killers who seek refuge in the darkness will find that the darkness is no longer a refuge, but a fearful beast with its fangs bared at them.

"name of association."

"night."

"Who sent you to carry out the assassination plan?"

"I don't know, the killer only needs to be responsible for assassinations."

The spirit of the black-clad killer leader was completely destroyed by fear. He answered all of Mo Cheng's questions, but every time he answered a question, his body suddenly sank in and collapsed, as if something had bitten off the flesh and blood under his skin.

That is a tactic used by the organization to control its subordinates. Mo Cheng knows this very well. Once someone is caught, in order not to leak the organization's information, they will often impose some "secrecy measures" on the leader of the team.

Including but not limited to poison hidden in the back molars, [Oath] that triggers the keyword, and at the high end, there is even [Shackles] that will explode as soon as the thought of [Leaking Secrets] occurs.

Every measure can maximize the task of [confidentiality].

When Mo Cheng wanted to continue asking, a burst of red light suddenly flashed on the body of the black-clothed killer leader. Mo Cheng immediately retreated with Helena, avoiding the impact of the human bomb.

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise, and then smoke curled up, leaving only a large, shallow crater on the spot to illustrate how powerful the explosion was.

Death without a complete body is the best way to keep it secret.

An unsurprising secrecy.

"I know that such professional killers have very strong secrecy methods."

Sighing, although Mo Cheng did not ask for any relevant information from the executor, this kind of confidentiality measures that even left no trace left Mo Cheng feeling a headache.

"Is it safe?"

Helena held several charged magic scrolls in her hands and looked around uneasily, as if dozens of black-clad killers would emerge from that dark place.

"not yet."

Mo Cheng explained calmly: "Every assassination has a first level of insurance. These people are considered the second assassination, so they must also be equipped with a first level of insurance."

As he said that, Mo Cheng turned around silently and said, "So, you are the insurance for this assassination?"

What appeared behind him was a burly man with muscles as strong as granite. He looked like a killer assassin at all.

At the same time, Mo Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes. He could feel how powerful this killer was.

The seventh level of strength is in trouble.

"You just want to hug her and hit me with one hand?"

The plain voice made Mo Cheng feel a sense of threat.

Indeed, as the other party said, facing a Seventh Stepper with nothing but one hand, there is a possibility of overturning.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do."

Mo Cheng sighed, then his free right hand flashed with purple lightning, and he touched his head, fixing his hair as if it were covered with hairspray.

"If I don't have to fight you with one hand, you won't even have a chance to survive."

"After all, it is very difficult to control the force to step on an ant without crushing it to death."

"so……"

Mo Cheng faced the other party with a non-smiling smile, "Do you want to try it? Use the power of ants to challenge humans?"

The answer to Mo Cheng was a sharp dagger that cut straight through the head.

The short sword cut through the air and slashed over silently. The instantaneous burst speed of the killer in front of him was actually faster than the average seventh-level powerhouse.

but……

"Qiang!"

There was a sound of steel colliding, and before the short sword cut off Mo Cheng's neck, the Abyssal Blade appeared first. The broad blade not only withstood the blow, but also knocked back the enemy.

At this moment, Mo Cheng wielded the Blade of the Abyss and slashed from top to bottom.

Powerful attack!

Thanks to [Nine-Tailed Yanhu] for the reward

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