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Chapter 492 - 492 274 Dont kill anymore (4100) _1

Chapter 492: 274 Don’t kill anymore (4100) _1 Chapter 492: 274 Don’t kill anymore (4100) _1 “What is Lord Black Peacock saying?”

“Seems like he’s telling us to speed up.”

“Then step on the gas!”

Several hundred meters away, the black convoy suddenly accelerated, moving faster than before. In a blink of an eye, they were within a hundred meters of the four men. Some of the elite followers were sharpshooters who had already set their firearms on the car windows, aiming at the enemy of the Black Peacock.

Still, it goes without saying that, veteran fighters have unsurpassed physical quality, and have stepped into the realm beyond human abilities.

The four men fought like vicious wolves, their bodies moving like illusions. Their agile movements were dazzling, creating a blur of shadows that made it hard to discern their positions.

For ordinary people, the area where Casio and his men were fighting was simply filled with a fog of chaos. Only faint glimpses of swiftly moving silhouettes were visible, leaving vague traces on the retina. Although the sharpshooters from the Organization had abnormal physical abilities with dynamic visual acuity far beyond normal humans, they also had difficulty focusing on their targets and could only aim roughly.

The firearms they used were specially modified, the bullets were not ordinary either, boasting unimaginable power. Just like Ghost Knife Garoro’s three indestructible knives, which were made from a special alloy formula provided by the Organization. The rare special bullets used by the Organization’s firearms team were not ordinary products, possessing extremely high penetration, explosive, and concussive properties.

It seemed like some sort of supernatural technique combined with firearms.

This gave the firearms and bullets significant threat to “B” level and above non-human monsters. They didn’t come to support Black Peacock out of sheer nervousness but with a certain level of confidence.

On the vehicles, several sharpshooters aimed their gun muzzles at the chaotic battlefield. Their elbows moved slightly, and they were sweating profusely, as if their attention was honed to the extreme. Striving to track the enemy’s position.

In their line of sight, the sounds of the four combating incessantly, fists and feet colliding in the air, causing white turbulent air currents. The dust on the ground was also kicked up by the swiftly moving combatants, creating streaks of yellow light in the air.

Bang!

Yet another rapid collision.

Black Peacock was momentarily separated from Casio and the others.

He was struck with a great force that sent him flying in mid-air, panting for breath. Looking at his approaching subordinates, his heart was filled with inexplicable sorrow, which even overpowered his pretentious elegance: “What are you doing? Go away! I have trained for more than a decade, and this is all I have. Do you want to kill me!?”

Before his voice could even fade, the sharpshooters that had been preparing to fire had already squeezed the trigger. Several powerful special bullets whizzed through the air, plunging through the cavities in the air currents, whistling as they advanced.

Ding, ding, ding!

Three crisp sounds merged into one.

In the expectant gaze of the sharpshooters, three silhouettes turned to look back. The man in a white suit had a flexible crystal blue whip spinning and twisting around him, forming a shield in mid-air that easily blocked a bullet. The man in the black suit in the middle had blood-red hands, holding a bullet between his two fingers like an eggshell.

The bullet was still spinning, smoky on its metal surface.

The weakest man in the red suit was enveloped in the fog of the bullet explosion. When it cleared, half of his suit was torn, but his body was completely unharmed, his skin was as white as jade.

Just like being wrapped in a layer of crystal diamond shell.

Three sharp gazes were looking over from a few tens of meters away.

In a trance, the sharpshooter only felt as if the scenery in his sight was blurring and weakening, and the only thing left were three pairs of eyes that were constantly enlarging. They became brighter and brighter, like torches in the dark. In a blink of an eye, the owners of those eyes emerged from the darkness, two monstrous blood-colored birds of prey were diving, and a giant ice-colored centipede was roaring.

In a fraction of a second, they seemed to have already rushed to the front of the convoy.

“Is it an illusion?”

The sharpshooter muttered to himself, but with another blink, he found that one of the bloody birds of prey had transformed into a silhouette, his fists striking like a vice.

Rushing over at high speed, like a shell.

Boom!!!

The sturdy left side of the vehicle was directly smashed, as if it had been hit by a high-speed meteor. The figure, like an iron man, smashed the steel car from the middle, not only creating an ear-piercing sound of twisting metal, but also mixing the sounds of bones breaking and flesh being mangled, which sounded absolutely delightful.

Zing!

The car was sent flying, drawing a parabola in the air. Not until it smashed into the ground, excavating a deep pit. The car was squashed to half its size, and there was hardly any chance of survival left inside.

“Why don’t you fight me! Three damn bastards! The elders…” Black Peacock cursed as he charged. It seemed that he wanted to prevent Casio and the other two.

He was so uncomfortable that he nearly coughed up blood. He had used secret techniques beyond his usual limit during his escape, likely to have severe side effects afterwards. He had already paid a big price for his own imprudence. But he was being used as bait, luring out more than half of the elites he had trained over so many years.

The three old foxes knew they could never kill him, so they changed their targets early on. Deliberately stalling, and drawing his reinforcements over.

By the time most of Black Peacock’s followers had gathered, the three men didn’t even pretend anymore. They didn’t even maintain the ruse of having one of them distract Black Peacock. They completely ignored him, letting him go if he wanted. Their targets instantly shifted towards the arriving reinforcements.