325: Chapter 325: Fate Extinguished 325: Chapter 325: Fate Extinguished The story of Nightmare and Illusion Fox, although it’s a clichéd tale of a hero saving a damsel in distress, turned out to be quite practical.
From then on, even the way Illusion Fox looked at Nightmare carried a hint of subtle affection.
Sometimes this affection was even more apparent, and gradually, even Nightmare, who had always been indifferent to the opposite sex, began to change.
Before, Nightmare’s heart held space for no one else but himself, but now it had a new neighbor, and that person was Illusion Fox.
A single act of heroism facilitated the birth of a connection between the two, which paralleled the gradual extinction of their fate.
The Tomb Spirit Organization’s ability to operate freely under the nose of Hong Kong’s security agencies could be attributed not only to the team’s powerful abilities but even more so to their actions leaving no trace; physical evidence, witness testimony, all were completely eradicated.
Among them, Refining Mo was the most ruthless.
After joining the Tomb Spirit Organization, Nightmare found that this man was bloodthirsty and cruel.
After every operation, he would eliminate all living beings at the scene, from Soldiers — adults, to children, and even a dog.
He would spare no one.
Refining Mo’s behavior greatly displeased Nightmare, who even opposed it, but every time, Refining Mo merely dismissed it with disdain.
Because of this issue, strife gradually grew between the two, laying the groundwork for Nightmare’s eventual escape.
“Star Lian, wait for me.” Back in the base of the Tomb Spirit Organization, Nightmare returned to his room with a gloomy face and slammed the door shut, only for it to open again immediately as Illusion Fox hurried in to see Nightmare lying on the bed in a despondent mood.
“Why did you come.” Nightmare said indifferently, shifting slightly to make room on the bed, and Illusion Fox unceremoniously lay down next to him.
“Nonsense, I saw how upset you were and came to check on you.” Illusion Fox said jokingly.
If one didn’t know who she was, they would really think she was an optimistic and cheerful young girl, at least that’s how she acted in front of Nightmare.
“Refining Mo is just thinking about the team, why are you so angry?” Illusion Fox rested her hand on Nightmare’s arm, only to have it slapped away immediately.
“Thinking about the team, haha, where was he thinking about the team when you were captured…
Ah, forget it, let’s not talk about that.” Nightmare couldn’t help cursing, reminded again of the behavior and principles of those people, finding it contemptible, which only took him farther and farther from his own original intentions…
“It’s just a few people, what’s the big deal?” Illusion Fox said nonchalantly, then moved, throwing herself at Nightmare.
“How could you think that way.” Nightmare pushed her away, incredulous, his face darkening.
“I’m very tired today, you should leave.” Nightmare said coldly.
“Then I’ll stay with you…”
“Get out.” Nightmare suddenly sat up, pointing at the door with a fierce glare at Illusion Fox.
“Why are you so fierce.” Illusion Fox didn’t expect a single sentence to set Nightmare off, looking wronged as she rubbed her eyes, and left the room reluctantly, slamming the door shut in frustration.
“Hmph, good intentions taken for granted, Star Lian you jerk.” Illusion Fox hesitated for a moment, then shouted loudly at the door, and left in a huff.
Once the sound of footsteps in the corridor faded completely, Nightmare slowly lay back on the bed, sighing deeply.
What Nightmare didn’t know at that moment was that his connection with Illusion Fox had reached a turning point.
Several days later, the Tomb Spirit Organization received a mission—to assassinate a wealthy businessman in a rich district.
As for the employer, it was this businessman’s arch-rival.
At that time, these business tycoons often attended charitable banquets and promoted the spirit of charity throughout Huaxia, presenting themselves as deeply understanding and benevolent figures.
But in reality, they were all bloodsucking vampires.
This businessman, in particular, was notorious for defaulting on workers’ wages.
If anyone dared to complain, his thugs would “educate” them well.
For someone like Nightmare, dealing with such unscrupulous villains was nothing unusual; killing a bad guy was of little burden to his conscience.
“Te Que, you’re responsible for sniping from a distance.
Rong Yuan, you handle mobility.
Nightmare, Illusion Fox and I will move together.” Outside the villa, Refining Mo was commanding everyone through the headset.
Refining Mo and his two comrades quickly infiltrated the villa using assassin techniques.
Employing their Inner Strength, killing became almost effortless.
Nightmare took the lead and silently made his way to the businessman’s office.
He waved his hand, and Refining Mo and Illusion Fox quickly followed suit.
“Bang.” With one kick, Nightmare smashed the door open, but what confronted everyone was a shock—a dozen or so soldiers in uniform seemed to be in the midst of a discussion with the businessman and his bodyguards.
“Bang.” A split second later, Refining Mo aimed the shotgun from behind and fired at the businessman’s head.
The deafening sound erupted, and the man was dead beyond any doubt, leaving everyone else stunned…
“Fire, return fire!” The soldier, recovering from the initial shock, immediately ordered his men to shoot.
The scene instantly turned into a fierce battle.
Using their Inner Strength, Nightmare and Refining Mo quickly dispatched several nearby soldiers, while Illusion Fox wielded a pistol, with each burst of gunfire extinguishing a life.
“Not good, there’s gunfire.” A lieutenant outside heard the gunshots within the villa and led the soldiers in a rush towards it, followed by a swarm of bodyguards that sealed off the villa tightly.
A row of menacing barrels aimed directly at the door and every window.
Inside, the powerful Inner Strength of the trio swiftly ended the lives of all the people in the room.
“The soldiers have surrounded the place.
We need to retreat,” Refining Mo immediately spoke, signaling Rong Yuan to cover their exit.
The trio was already familiar with the villa’s layout, and they rushed towards the retreat point along the preplanned route.
“Mommy, where’s mommy?” Just as the three turned a corner, they heard a door behind them open.
From within emerged a girl of about six or seven years old, rubbing her sleepy eyes—it seemed the commotion had woken her up.
“Illusion Fox, take her out,” Refining Mo glanced over, but the sound of approaching footsteps was getting closer and the three needed to retreat quickly.
“Yes, my lord,” Illusion Fox responded and turned, dashing toward the young girl.
Nightmare had long disapproved of Refining Mo’s way and shot him a fierce glare.
Ignoring any objections, he turned to chase after Illusion Fox.
“Big sister, do you know where my mom is?” Illusion Fox reached the girl’s side, and looking into her innocent, bright eyes, showed not a shred of compassion as she raised her whip high.
“Swoosh.” Just as the whip was about to strike the girl, a pale arm was suddenly seized by a large hand.
The whip missed, brushing past the girl’s hair, and struck the wall, shattering tiles and even leaving cracks in the cement underneath.
The two yelled at each other simultaneously.