Zhou An vaguely felt that the person coming was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him before. A few images flashed through his mind: alley, zombies, Steel Saber...
He is the one with the surname Su, a special operative on a secret mission.
Thinking of this, Zhou An’s cheeks flushed with excitement, and he felt a sense of clarity and quietly said to the person beside him:
"It seems like we’ve been saved. Someone’s come to rescue us. The nation hasn’t forgotten us."
Hearing this, a few people lying on the ground nearby also showed expressions of surprise and joy.
Having already killed one person, there were three left, all Extraordinary individuals: a Precisionist (Upper Rank), a Chopper (Lower Rank), and a Listener (Middle Rank).
The one holding the Long-handled Giant Axe was the Precisionist. The mind didn’t know the exact ability of the Precisionist; it seemed to have lost a large part of its memory.
However, Su Changxing roughly judged that it should still be a physical or close-combat ability. As long as it wasn’t too bizarre, he was fairly confident.
The mind had mentioned before that the abilities of certain special positions were quite unique, like the Dreamer, and those abilities often rendered one defenseless.
Su Changxing moved seamlessly, without a pause, jumping toward the nearest person, the Chopper, with a cleaving slash.
This person’s position was the same as the Hunter’s position from below, probably with similar abilities to speed up blade swinging and movement.
Knowing the general abilities of the position, Su Changxing felt more assured.
The person stepped back steadily and blocked with the Longsword. In a many-against-one scenario, the one facing the attack only needed to withstand it and wait for companions to encircle.
"Clang~"
A crisp metallic sound, the Chopper steadily blocked Su Changxing’s attack, but also retreated two steps under the great force.
Su Changxing sensed that this person seemed stronger than the Chopper below, both in terms of strength and slashing speed, likely due to a higher fusion degree with the position.
At the same time, he noticed a notch and slight cracks on the opponent’s blade.
Withdrew the blade, reset, Su Changxing slashed vertically again with great force, without any unnecessary technique, relying purely on Power and Speed.
"Clang~"
Another crisp sound.
The Steel Blade Module Set enhanced the quality of the Steel Saber.
Using the more solid weapon, Su Changxing followed through the notch in the Longsword, cutting it off with a slash, then continued with remaining force, cutting down in the opponent’s gaze.
An arm flew off, trailing blood, rolling to the ground.
"Ah!"
A scream erupted as the Chopper clutched the wound and retreated repeatedly, the intense pain throwing him into disarray.
Su Changxing seized the opportunity to pursue, intending to finish this person off, clearly understanding that reducing to a two-on-one was much easier than three-on-one.
At this moment, the nearby Listener had already swung a blade toward Su Changxing’s back.
Su Changxing had to stop and turn back to slash at this person from behind. Continuing the pursuit would result in a backstab, not worth it.
Surprisingly, the Listener seemed to have foreknowledge, stopping the attack in advance, retreating and avoiding the slash.
What ability is this?
Thoughts accelerated, countless ideas flashed through Su Changxing’s mind, guessing that the opponent might have discerned his next move somehow, either through experience or as part of the Listener’s ability.
This slash missed, and Su Changxing lost the best opportunity. The Precisionist dragged the Giant Axe to slash at him with a heavy gust.
"Bang~"
Su Changxing sidestepped to dodge the attack. The Giant Axe hit the ground, creating a small pit, scattering debris.
Making fluid motions, almost with no gap, the Precisionist kept swinging the Giant Axe at Su Changxing, his muscles writhing, twitching in a strange way.
[Half Twisted Humans (Extraordinary): Precisionist (Upper Rank) Tier Nine, healthy, filled with killing intent. He seems to perfectly control every muscle, nerve, organ in his body.]
This time Su Changxing didn’t dodge but raised his blade to meet the slash. The weapons collided, heavy force transmitted from the hilt.
This person was stronger than Su Changxing had estimated. In this exchange, he gained no advantage, due to both the Giant Axe being heavier than the Steel Saber and the opponent’s genuine strength.
Su Changxing paused, initiating an attack, closing in to leverage his superiority in Power and Speed to pin the opponent down.
But the Precisionist, with a horizontal sweep, disrupted Su Changxing’s advance, entangling him using superior technique. Every move was precise and powerful, filled with combat skill, often needing only eight parts’ strength to block ten parts of Su Changxing’s.
Two or three exchanges in, Su Changxing sensed something amiss; the opponent’s combat skills had reached a new level, even conveying a unique aesthetic, a sense of grace in heaviness.
"Kid, your power and speed are strong, but you’re still too green. Who are you? Why attack us? Do you know you’re courting death?"
The Hunter speculated about Su Changxing’s identity, never expecting Su Changxing to be from the Otherworld.
As Su Changxing currently displayed sheer physical strength, the Hunter didn’t believe anyone from the Otherworld could reach such a level in so short a time.
Su Changxing gradually felt a bit out of his depth amid the opponent’s airtight attacks, replied with a playful smile: "If you kill me, be ready for the Lady of the House’s revenge."
He figured the opponent should know of the Lady of the House, who was very powerful, at least above Tier Eight, even possibly Tier Seven in his mind.
Strength signifies reputation, true everywhere, even in a zombie-infested Doomsday World.
The Hunter’s face noticeably changed, his stern expression showing some emotion. His actions slowed, evidently knowing the Lady of the House’s name and dreading it.
Su Changxing wielded the Steel Saber, continued to apply verbal pressure: "So if you don’t want to die, leave now, go far away."
This made the nearby Listener hesitate.
The Precisionist’s face flashed a fierce look, dropping the stern demeanor, and growled: "You really think being the Lady of the House’s person lets you do as you please? We’re not afraid of the Lady of the House, and if we kill you here, who will know? I hate being threatened the most."
As he said this, his movements sped up, seemingly not yet using his full strength.
Su Changxing gritted his teeth, didn’t expect it to backfire. The opponent’s strength indeed outmatched him slightly, along with two Hunters eyeing him, leaving him very passive.
Upon hearing the Precisionist, the Listener also showed a fierce look, said: "Indeed, we fear no Lady of the House; she doesn’t control us."
His eyes became dark and deep, as if something swam within, and in the next moment, he attacked Su Changxing.