224: Chapter 224 Annihilation

Thunder Fiend was sent flying like a ragdoll from the shockwave.

He slammed heavily against the distant wall and then slid down.

"Pfft!"

Thunder Fiend sprayed out a mouthful of blood, his entire being on the verge of death.

That short attempt lasting only a few seconds just now had nearly drained all of his vitality.

Lin Fan looked at his own palm and shook his head with some regret.

"Tsk."

"It's still not working?"

"It seems the current system level is not yet enough to completely suppress the life rules of a Grandmaster Level Expert."

"The so-called Living Encapsulation is still too forced."

Lin Fan sighed, a bit disappointed.

Since the living won't work, he could only use the dead.

Although a blind box made from a dead Grandmaster could only yield skill books, essence blood, or equipment, and wasn't as valuable as a living person.

But it was better than nothing; even the smallest mosquito is still meat.

Lin Fan stood up and clapped his hands.

He walked once more toward Thunder Fiend, who was slumped in the corner.

At this point, Thunder Fiend didn't even have the strength left to beg for mercy.

He watched Lin Fan approach.

The fear in his eyes had turned into despair.

The experience of being neither dead nor alive just now had completely destroyed his will.

"Give... give me a quick death..." Thunder Fiend said weakly.

Lin Fan nodded. "I'll grant you that."

"As experimental material, you've done your best."

"In your next life, reincarnate into a good family."

"And don't provoke anyone named Lin again."

As the words fell.

Lin Fan raised his foot—a foot covered by an S-rank star alloy combat boot—and without any flourishes, stepped directly onto Thunder Fiend's neck.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of bone fracturing rang out.

Thunder Fiend's head tilted to the side as he breathed his last.

Those eyes, filled with fear and despair, gradually lost their light.

A generation's Grandmaster died so miserably in a warehouse, dying like a dog.

"System, recycle."

Lin Fan thought silently.

"Buzz!"

A flash of white light passed.

Thunder Fiend's corpse instantly disappeared from the spot.

In its place, a blind box emitting a purple glow appeared in the system space.

[Grandmaster Level Thunder Blind Box (S-rank)]

[Description: Encapsulated from the corpse of the Late-stage Grandmaster Thunder Fiend, it contains violent thunder power.]

[Possible Outputs: S-rank Thunder-type Cultivation Method, Thunder Fiend's lifetime techniques, Grandmaster Level Essence Blood, Thunder-attribute Spirit Crystals...]

Lin Fan scanned the system description.

He was fairly satisfied, even though he couldn't make it a living blind box.

But with this quality, selling it for tens of millions of points or trading it for some rare materials would still be more than enough.

After dealing with Thunder Fiend, Lin Fan turned around and looked toward the other side of the warehouse.

There.

Wind Fiend was curled up on the ground.

He had lost an arm, and blood had stained half of his body red.

But at this moment, he couldn't care about the pain.

He had witnessed the entire process of Thunder Fiend's death, especially Lin Fan's bizarre "experiment" just now.

Although he didn't know exactly what Lin Fan had done, he had seen Thunder Fiend's expression of agonizing pain.

That was simply not a pain humans could endure.

This Lin Fan...

Not only was he a demon who killed without blinking, but he was also a pervert who actually used living people for experiments!

"You... what on earth are you?!"

Wind Fiend's voice was full of trembling.

His psychological defenses had completely collapsed.

Facing an enemy who crushed him in strength and used such cruel and bizarre methods.

He couldn't even muster a single thought of resistance.

Lin Fan stepped over the bloodstains on the ground, walking toward Wind Fiend step by step.

The red light on the armor looked exceptionally eerie in the dim warehouse.

"What am I?" Lin Fan let out a light chuckle.

"I'm a businessman."

"The owner of Myriad Treasures Pavilion."

"Didn't you all know this already?"

Lin Fan walked up to Wind Fiend and looked down at him.

"Since I'm a businessman."

"Then I must strive for profit maximization."

"Your companion has already contributed his value."

"Now, it's your turn."

Wind Fiend looked at Lin Fan's outstretched hand.

That hand.

In his eyes, it was like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

"No!!!"

Wind Fiend let out one last roar of despair.

Inside this enclosed star alloy warehouse.

It echoed for a long time.

Wind Fiend's roar didn't last very long.

Because Lin Fan didn't give him much chance to struggle.

For an enemy who had already lost their combat capability and whose psychological defenses had completely crumbled.

Killing them was simply too easy.

"Divine Ember Flame."

A ball of dark red flame ignited on Lin Fan's palm.

He pressed it directly onto Wind Fiend's crown.

"Boom!"

High temperature erupted instantly.

Wind Fiend's scream was even choked in his throat.

His brain was instantly burned into mush, followed by his body.

However, Lin Fan controlled the intensity; he didn't completely incinerate the corpse.

After all, he still had to make a blind box.

If it were burned to ash, the quality would be greatly discounted.

A few seconds later, Wind Fiend also stopped moving, and the smell of roasted meat filled the air.

Although it was a bit disgusting.

To Lin Fan's nose, it was the scent of money.

"System, recycle."

The white light flashed again, and Wind Fiend's corpse also disappeared.

In the system space, there was now another [Grandmaster Level Storm Blind Box (S-rank)].

At this point.

The night raid operation sent by the Zhao family.

Was officially declared a failure.

Two Late-stage Grandmaster Enshrined Experts and twelve Martial Master Peak Secret Guards.

The entire force was wiped out, with no survivors.

And the most ironic thing was.

In life, they were the Zhao family's sharp blades; in death, they became commodities on Lin Fan's shelves.

If this method of "making the best use of everything" were to spread, it would probably make the entire martial arts world of Kyoto tremble with fear.

Lin Fan deactivated the facial armor.

Revealing that handsome yet somewhat indifferent face.

He let out a long breath of turbid air.

Although the combat process looked like a one-sided crushing.

In reality, whether it was controlling the mechanisms, activating the Indestructible Golden Body to tank Thunder Fiend's strike, or the attempt at Living Encapsulation just now.

All of it had consumed a great deal of his energy and vital blood.

Especially the backlash from the failure of the final Living Encapsulation.

It left his head with a faint, throbbing pain now.

"It seems that in the future, I should save these high-risk experiments for when I'm in better condition."

Lin Fan rubbed his temples and muttered to himself.

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps came from the shadows in the corner of the warehouse.

Mo Yu, who had been hiding there watching the battle, slowly walked out.

His face was somewhat pale; although he was someone who had seen big scenes and even had blood on his hands.

But like Lin Fan.

Eating popcorn while watching people being sliced into pieces.

And calmly collecting corpses as materials after killing them.

This extreme calmness and disregard for life.

Still caused him a wave of physiological discomfort.

This Lin Fan was a hundred times more dangerous than the descriptions in the intelligence reports.

Mo Yu walked to Lin Fan's side.

He pulled a pure white handkerchief from his breast and handed it over.

There were some bloodstains on Lin Fan's hand.

Splattered there when he had torn off Wind Fiend's arm earlier.

Lin Fan glanced at Mo Yu.

The corner of his mouth curled into a playful smile.

He took the handkerchief and unhurriedly wiped the blood from his fingers.

His movements were as elegant as someone wiping their mouth after a Western meal.

"What?"

"Scared?"

Lin Fan asked casually while wiping his hands.

Mo Yu adjusted his glasses.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady.

"The Minister's methods... are indeed eye-opening."

"Swift and resolute, pulling up the grass by its roots."

"This subordinate is filled with admiration."

Lin Fan let out a scoff.

He casually threw the blood-stained handkerchief onto the ground.

The pure white handkerchief was instantly stained red, looking exceptionally jarring.

"Admiration?"

"I think you're calling me a pervert in your heart."

Mo Yu lowered his head and remained silent, which was a tacit admission.

In front of this man, lying was meaningless.

Lin Fan didn't care either.

He turned around, looking at the mess all over the warehouse.

Suddenly, he spoke:

"For the Zhao family to be able to sneak in so precisely this time."

"And to happen to catch my defense system's 'maintenance period'."

"Assistant Mo, your contribution is not small."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The air in the warehouse instantly froze.

Mo Yu's body stiffened abruptly.

Although he had long known that Lin Fan might suspect him.

He didn't expect.

Lin Fan to point it out so bluntly at this time.

And right after killing two Grandmasters.

Was this the reckoning? Mo Yu's fingers curled slightly.

The true qi within his body began to circulate secretly; although he knew he was absolutely no match for Lin Fan.

He couldn't just sit and wait for death.

However.

Lin Fan didn't make a move.

He just looked at Mo Yu with a half-smile.

That kind of gaze was as if he had seen through all of his disguises.

"Don't be nervous."

Lin Fan waved his hand.

"I've always been one to reward and punish clearly."

"Although it was you who sent the intelligence out."

"It was also because of your intelligence that these fools obediently crawled into my cage."

"If it weren't for you."

"Where would I find so many S-rank raw materials delivered to my door?"

"So."

"This time, I'll count it as a merit for you."

Lin Fan stepped forward and patted Mo Yu on the shoulder.

The force wasn't great, but it made Mo Yu feel as if a thousand-pound weight were pressing down on him.

Mo Yu was stunned.

He looked at Lin Fan's smiling face, and an indescribable chill surged in his heart.

So.

All of this was within Lin Fan's calculations.

He thought he was exploiting Lin Fan's loophole to pass intelligence to the Zhao family.

In reality, every word he passed out was something Lin Fan wanted the Zhao family to see.

This chess piece of his.

Had been held firmly in Lin Fan's grip from the very beginning.

Even.

Lin Fan was using his hand for entrapment!

This kind of scheme, this kind of shrewdness.

Was it really something a twenty-year-old young man could possess?

"This subordinate... understands."

Mo Yu lowered his head.

This time.

He was truly convinced, even if he had a special identity and mission behind him.

But at this moment.

He felt a deep sense of awe toward Lin Fan.

"It's good that you understand."

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Just then, the warehouse doors opened, and Qin Feng rushed in with a team of fully armed men.