292: Ghost, neat, capital punishment

The forest was dense.

The seven small teams of the Green Ghost Tiger Team were dispersed among seven important strongholds in the forest.

The weakest, the Seventh Team, consisted of members from the Treant Race, Mantis People, and Butterfly Race.

Treants could connect their consciousness to the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees, allowing them to instantly perceive any unusual movements. They were a mid-tier race, strong in defense but weak in offense.

Butterfly Race members were extremely sensitive to the smell of gases, especially the scent of the Human Race. They were a mid-tier race, weak in defense but strong in auxiliary abilities.

The Mantis People was an upper-mid-tier race. Their reaction speed and short-distance burst were recognized as among the top-tier races, and they were naturally equipped with two sharp blades.

The Mantis People performed exceptionally well in small-scale skirmishes!

The moment two sides met, before the opponent could even react, the Mantis People would already react and burst forward for a short distance.

By the time the opponent reacted, the ruthless blade might have already pierced his heart.

The Mantis People had only one major flaw: extremely weak defense, shattering upon impact!

Therefore, the Seventh Team, as a garrison team, had a nearly perfect configuration.

As long as the Treant and Butterfly Race members sensed any special situation, the Mantis People could strike with the fastest speed, harvesting the enemy's life.

At this moment, a Mantis People member suddenly asked a Treant, “Is there anything unusual around here?”

The Treant shook his head and said, “No, nothing unusual.”

Hearing this, the Mantis People member curled his lip and cursed, “Damn it, what’s there to see in the middle of the night? The Human Race must be having a blast right now. Tch, Xiao Lan, come here, let’s have some fun.”

The Xiao Lan he referred to was a Butterfly Race member.

Butterfly Race members were naturally beautiful in form, considered the most attractive race among the various races.

Other races had no qualms about matters between the sexes; as long as it felt good, that was all that mattered.

So, Xiao Lan giggled, then flapped her thin, gauze-like pink wings and followed the Mantis People member into a small room.

There were houses in the stronghold. For Cultivators, building such things was too simple, just a flick of the fingers.

Just like that, a Mantis People member and a Butterfly Race member from the Seventh Team entered a sealed small room together.

The remaining six teammates watched with itching hearts, and then the last Mantis People member in the team took the last Butterfly Race member and also went to cool off.

The remaining other races had to wait in line.

At this moment, a Treant curled his lip and said, “I always feel a bit uneasy.”

The other races, however, looked completely unconcerned.

“The entire forest is within our sight, what’s there to panic about?”

“What if someone with the legendary Kong Wu Realm comes to launch a sneak attack?” the Treant asked.

“That’s a legendary Realm. Only a few dozen people in the entire Human Race have that ability, and most of them are Martial Emperors.”

“Could we possibly run into that?”

“That’s not something our combat zone would encounter!”

The Treant shook his head, his face drooping, and yawned.

He did not notice that a dark figure had just swept past behind him, entering one of the houses.

And, two seconds later, that dark figure entered the second house.

At this moment.

Inside the room.

After Xiao Fan cleared the scent of blood, he glanced at the two naked figures impaled with Extreme Punishment Blades and shook his head.

The Human Race found it difficult to react to the bodies of these strange races.

He had originally thought the Mantis People would be difficult to deal with, but they had given him an opportunity.

Xiao Fan entered a serious state.

His mission had officially begun, with a time limit of 30 minutes. He silently counted down in his mind.

Because the Extreme Punishment Blade could only sustain life for half an hour; after that, these two other races would inevitably die.

“Seventh Team, four left.”

“Without the Mantis People… no threat.”

Then, Xiao Fan left the small room, his figure as swift as wind, like the Grim Reaper wielding the cold Extreme Punishment Blade.

The remaining four other races lacked the Mantis People’s super reaction speed. By the time the last Treant reacted, it was already too late.

The Grim Reaper descended.

He looked at Xiao Fan with a face full of fear, wanting to call for help, but the next second, the Extreme Punishment Blade had already pierced his vocal cords, severed his hands, then the second Extreme Punishment Blade pierced his weak point, the third pierced his joints…

To keep an other race alive, prevent them from dying, and also prevent them from speaking, moving, or resisting, required several Extreme Punishment Blades, each piercing different locations.

On average, one other race required six or seven blades, and for slightly stronger races, it was normal to use over twenty.

That’s why Xiao Fan had prepared 999 of them.

At this moment, Xiao Fan’s gaze swept over the four other races behind him, who had been subjected to Extreme Punishment, foaming at the mouth, and with their eyes rolled back, and he frowned slightly.

The plan had changed!

He couldn't move their positions and then perform a one-wave harvest.

Because he discovered that all eight of these individuals had tracking devices installed on them, and they were non-removable; attempting to remove them would immediately trigger an alarm.

Therefore, if they left this stronghold, the location on the tracking device would change, and the Green Ghost Tiger Team members would definitely notice the anomaly.

Furthermore, these four “corpses” couldn't be moved.

Throw them all into the small room?

That certainly wouldn't work. If people from other teams saw that everyone in the Seventh Team was in the room on the tracking device, with no one on guard, that would also be an anomaly.

Forget it.

Just leave them there.

He only had half an hour. The Green Ghost Tiger Team wouldn't exchange strongholds within half an hour, so they shouldn't notice the anomaly.

Finally, Xiao Fan took a deep breath, thinking how difficult it was to silently eliminate a unit, requiring attention to too many details.

He needed to change his approach.

Because time was limited, it was unlikely to complete this mission with absolute caution.

He had to take some risks!

Xiao Fan quickly rushed towards the second stronghold, even using instantaneous movement along the way.

The forest was vast, and the strongholds were far apart.

It was also early morning, and heavy rain was falling.

Perhaps, the Green Ghost Tiger Team members’ attention would be even more focused.

But they must be extremely annoyed!

The second small team had no Mantis People members. At this moment, two other races were resting in a room.

Xiao Fan didn't hesitate, immediately taking care of the two in the room.

Then he waited for about 2 minutes, finally seizing the moment when the remaining six other races were distracted. A teleportation gate swept directly over two of them, then he decisively carried out the Extreme Punishment.

“Hey, where did those two guys go?”

Suddenly, an other race member noticed something unusual, and the other races also looked at him.

But at this moment, Xiao Fan had already appeared behind one of the other races, undetected, decisively carrying out the Extreme Punishment.

“Swish, swish, swish…”

The sound of the Extreme Punishment Blade piercing through the other race’s body rang out continuously, but Xiao Fan had already used the Kong Wu Realm to block out these sounds.

Sixth team, third one, dealt with.

Then he threw it towards the back of the small room.

The other race made a “thud” sound as he landed.

“What was that sound?”

The remaining five other races quickly turned their heads at the sound, but by then, Xiao Fan had already appeared behind another other race, dealing with the fourth and fifth ones.

And the moment the sixth one was dealt with.

Xiao Fan simultaneously threw out a teleportation gate, teleporting the seventh person away!

He was like a ghost, moving among this small team.

His skilled instantaneous movement and teleportation gates ensured that his opponents could never see him, not even catch a glimpse of his shadow.

At this moment.

The last other race was confused.

He had just turned his head back and forth a few times, and how were his teammates all gone?

A prank?

An enemy attack?

He was about to speak, but he had no chance.

Extreme Punishment descended.

Second small team, dealt with!

Xiao Fan let out a long breath, wanting to praise his own fluid assassination just now.

But now was not the time to relax; there were still five small teams, forty people.

He didn't pause, his nerves taut, and once again disappeared into the heavy rain, rushing towards the third-to-last team in terms of combat power!

Upon arrival, sure enough, two other races were resting in a room.

After Xiao Fan entered, he dealt with them decisively, took out the Slaughtering Demon Blade to absorb the blood, masked the Qi, and then didn't make another move.

He was waiting for an opportunity, because this team was more troublesome.

The opponents not only had Mantis People members but also Ghost Leopard Clan members, whose average strength was no less than the Mantis People.

Trying to instantly kill the six outside might not be stable enough.

Although time was tight, he couldn't act recklessly. He chose to wait for an opportunity.

He had originally thought of throwing out some aphrodisiacs to see if he could stir up the Evil Thoughts of these perverted other races, making them enter the small room themselves to become lambs to the slaughter.

But he ultimately gave up on that option; he didn't want to challenge the Butterfly Race’s sensitivity to smells.

Everything depended on stability.

About four minutes later, the opportunity finally arrived.

Two more other races walked towards the room, cursing about how slow the previous two were.

Then, as soon as they entered, they were immediately taken down by Xiao Fan.

The remaining four were completely nothing to worry about.

He took the initiative to attack, quickly finishing off this team.

By now, Xiao Fan had dealt with 24 other races, three small teams.

There were still 32 left.

However, the overall strength of these 32 was significantly stronger than the 24 he had just killed.

Suddenly, a cold voice came to Xiao Fan’s ear.

“Old Seven? Old Six? Why haven’t you checked in? And Old Five? What are you doing?”

Xiao Fan’s expression changed slightly.

This was the voice coming from an other race member’s walkie-talkie.

It seemed trouble had arrived; the Green Ghost Tiger Team likely had a rule of checking in every 10 minutes.

As for how to check in, Xiao Fan certainly didn't know.

What should he do?

He couldn’t be discovered yet!

PS: I have a bit of a headache today, so two updates for now. I’ll make up for it tomorrow.