610: Chapter 610 Black Tide Organization, High-Dimensional Energy Pollution

This battle came quickly and went just as quickly.

The cold wind mixed with a strong smell of blood swirled across the forest clearing, whipping up a few blood-stained dead leaves.

Fang Cheng stepped on stone debris crushed into fine powder, making a slight crunching sound.

Deep within those profound pupils, a faint golden luster was faintly visible.

His seemingly slender figure, standing in the gray mist at this moment, exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

The tall and thin man broke out in a cold sweat all over, and the camouflage uniform on his back had long been soaked through.

He quickly retreated half a step, the soles of his military boots rubbing closely against the muddy mud, trying to put a negligible bit of safe distance between them.

Betraying the core secrets of the organization and letting the news leak out meant a dead end upon returning.

But...

His peripheral vision swept into the distance, looking at the thick locust tree that was broken in half at the waist.

If he acted tough and pretended to be a hero now, that pile of shattered bones and rotting flesh belonging to his companions lying on the ground would immediately become his own end.

Death was certain either way; dying later was better than being beaten into a pulp of meat with one punch immediately.

Any fool would know how to choose right now!

Thinking of this, the tall and thin man secretly clenched his teeth.

Anyway, as long as he got out of this military restricted area alive, he could go far away, hide his name and go abroad, perhaps still fighting for a way to survive.

"Have you thought it over?"

Fang Cheng didn't give him too much time to weigh the pros and cons, locking his gaze onto the other person like a physical substance, and said in a flat tone:

"You explain your identity and origin first, and then I'll consider whether to leave your corpse intact."

This sentence, carrying extreme contempt, was the exact original words the tall and thin man used to provoke him just now.

At this moment, being returned word for word by Fang Cheng, it was like a heavy hammer slamming down, causing the hearts of this group of heinous villains to leap violently.

"I've thought it over! I've thought it over!"

The tall and thin man's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he hurriedly responded:

"Brothers on the Dao give me face and call me 'Grey Hawk', you can also call me Xiao Hui directly."

To demonstrate his innocence, he swallowed and poured out words at a very fast pace:

"The few of us are actually independent mercenaries who take jobs in the black market, usually doing some cleaning up and scouting for others, and we are not very close to each other."

"This time, someone offered an astronomical price, forcibly putting our batch of people together and specifically dispatching us into the Xishan examination hall to do things for them."

"I can swear, we really didn't mean to target you, nor did we deliberately want to kill those examinees, we are just peripheral errand runners taking money to do jobs."

As he spoke, he quickly threw away the blood-stained military dagger in his hand, hanging his hands obediently by his sides.

For fear of causing any misunderstanding with this humanoid Tyrannosaurus, bringing about fatal disaster.

Fang Cheng looked at him calmly, then asked:

"The matter you need to handle is to find the entrance to the ancient civilization ruins of Xishan?"

"Right, right, right!"

Grey Hawk nodded repeatedly, squeezing out a flattering smile on his face, his waist bending almost into a ninety-degree bow:

"Just like what you heard just now, the real reason why our group went to great lengths to sneak into the examination hall is not the establishment of the Special Investigation Team at all, but to find the ruins entrance hidden in Xishan."

"Just relying on the few of you wandering around blindly in the forest, you can confirm the location of the ruins?"

Hou Peng clutched a dagger in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly, and he couldn't help chiming in.

"We're not wandering blindly."

Seeing that Fang Cheng and the others seemed to have some understanding of Xishan's secrets, Grey Hawk did not dare to hide anything and quickly told the truth:

"Xishan's magnetic field has been extremely chaotic recently, causing multiple weak points to appear in the spatial barrier."

"The Special Investigation Team detected the abnormality, launched a carpet-like search, and finally narrowed the range down to the hinterland of Xishan, which is within the examination hall area of this physical fitness test."

"After our employer got the exact news, he tried every possible means to stuff us in, intending to find that new spatial crack ahead of the Special Investigation Team."

Speaking of this, Grey Hawk swallowed, a trace of greedy fanaticism uncontrollably emerging in his eyes:

"You also know that the military tightly controls the old ruins entrance, strictly blocking it from the outside and monopolizing it."

"If we can be fortunate enough to find a new entrance, enter that mysterious and vast new world, and bring out some ancient technology or Heaven And Earth Treasure that changes genes... the harvest is simply unimaginable!"

"Money is the most secondary thing; as long as we possess the resources in the ruins, we can master extraordinary power and become truly superior people!"

"Bah!"

Ma Donghe snorted coldly upon hearing this, and mercilessly mocked:

"Why don't you take a look at your own virtue. Just relying on you scumbags, you still want to fish for meat under the eyelids of the military and the Special Investigation Team? Aren't you afraid of shattering your dog teeth!"

Grey Hawk's face twitched from being scolded, but touching Fang Cheng's expressionless eyes, he immediately swallowed his anger back into his stomach.

The spine on his back curved even lower, and he tentatively proposed:

"Several big brothers, since everyone has the same goal and came to participate in horns—participate in the Special Investigation Team's exam for that ancient civilization ruins, why don't we join forces..."

"Join forces?"

Fang Cheng interrupted his words, his tone still flat:

"Can you call the shots? Why don't you notify the mastermind behind you first and let him come out to talk to me?"

"This... I..."

Grey Hawk's lips trembled twice upon hearing this, his gaze shifting uncertainly, quickly sweeping across the dim forest around him.

The whole person appeared extremely nervous, stammering for a long time without being able to spit out a complete word.

Seeing him looking like a thief with a guilty conscience, Ma Donghe took a heavy step forward.

His burly body like a bear pressed forward, and his big hand like a cattail-leaf fan clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking:

"Still want to play tricks? If you don't honestly confess anymore, have you ever tasted a fist as big as a sandbag?"

"I'm wronged!"

Grey Hawk was so scared that his legs went soft, almost kneeling into the muddy water:

"It's not that I don't want to say, I really don't know!"

"The employer and we have always been in single-line contact through encrypted channels. The only time we met, not only was he wearing a mask, but even his voice was processed by a voice changer."

"We have never seen his true face at all, if you don't believe it you can ask them!"

As he said that, he hurriedly reached out and pointed to the six killers standing behind him.

"Yeah, yeah!"

Hearing this, those people all nodded in panic, like garlic pounding.

"Right, the organization that recruited us is called 'Black Tide', and it is said to be very influential in the Xia Country."

Black Tide?

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, chanting it silently in his heart, having no memory of this name.

Ma Donghe and Hou Peng behind him looked at each other, and both shook their heads as well, obviously having never heard of it.

The surroundings fell into a brief silence, with only the rustling sound of the cold wind blowing the leaves.

Fang Cheng stared at Grey Hawk for a full five seconds.

That gaze was extremely penetrating, as if to peel away the other party's lies layer by layer.

Until Grey Hawk's back became creeped out and his legs trembled, he spoke again and threw out a question:

"Why did the Black Tide find you to handle this matter?"

Seeing that Fang Cheng no longer continued to ask who the superior was, Grey Hawk's tight nerves relaxed a little bit, and he truthfully confessed:

"To not hide it from you all, the reason I can become the leader of this team, besides my skills, the most important thing is that I possess a special Physique."

"I am very sensitive to high-dimensional energy and spatial fluctuations. As long as I am within one kilometer of a spatial fissure, the blood all over my body will flow faster, and I can hear a harsh buzzing sound similar to electric current in my brain."

"It is precisely relying on this natural radar intuition that the Black Tide selected me."

"And this..."

As he spoke, he reached out to unzip the vest inside his camouflage uniform, carefully taking out a palm-sized black instrument flashing a faint red light:

"As long as I find the general area by intuition, and use this specially-made nuclear radiation detector to confirm it, I can accurately lock onto the entrance coordinates."

Fang Cheng looked at that instrument, his gaze turning cold:

"So, why did you kill those examinees?"

Grey Hawk's face turned pale in a flash, waving his hands repeatedly to explain:

"The matter of killing... actually it was all told by that person!"

"He taught me a summon Formation in advance, saying it can establish a connection with the world where the ancient civilization ruins are located."

"However, but this Formation requires high-intensity life energy as a trigger."

Facing Fang Cheng's ice-cold gaze, Grey Hawk could only bite the bullet and continue:

"The police cadets and Martial Artists who came to participate in the assessment have Qi and blood far more vigorous than ordinary people. As long as enough people are killed, using the blood flowing from them to draw the Formation, it will produce a strong resonance with the overflowing ruins energy nearby."

"That way, I can perceive it more clearly and find a more precise entrance location."

Hearing these remarks, Ma Donghe and Hou Peng only felt a chill shooting straight from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.

The buzzcut man and the other three police cadets not far away turned even more red-eyed, gripping the daggers in their hands tightly, wishing they could rush up and chop this group of scumbags into a thousand pieces.

Using living human lives to draw a Formation and act as a treasure-hunting pointer, these guys were simply more inhumane than mutant beasts.

"Sounds quite like the Western blood sacrifice ritual of summoning demons."

Fang Cheng commented non-committally, then narrowed his eyes slightly, asking the most crucial question:

"Since you even have the method to find the ruins entrance, how do you get in?"

Grey Hawk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead:

"I don't know the specific entry method, but that person made a guarantee that as long as we provide the coordinates of the exact location, he will personally step forward, take us through the spatial barrier, and enter that new world."

Fang Cheng heard this, his eyebrows slightly raised:

"He is right in the examinee team?"

Grey Hawk nodded repeatedly, the frequency of swallowing becoming faster, obviously nervous to the extreme.

He subconsciously glanced twice into the thick mist around him.

As if that masked mastermind was standing in the shadows not far away, monitoring their every move at any time.

"He must be..."

Grey Hawk's voice trembled slightly:

"Since he has to wait for us to issue coordinates and provide locations, he is definitely hidden in some corner of this area."

Fang Cheng keenly sensed that Grey Hawk still seemed to retain some reservations on key issues.

Just preparing to further interrogate.

Suddenly, a horrifying scream interrupted their conversation.

"Uh ahhh—"

The sound came from behind Grey Hawk.

Everyone was startled, and all looked towards the sound.

I saw one of the people in Grey Hawk's team rolling in the mud in pain at this moment.

He desperately dug his hands into his throat, because of excessive force, his fingernails broke, bleeding profusely.

Amidst everyone's horrified gazes, his body actually began to undergo a bizarre distortion.

Accompanied by the cracking and reorganizing sound of bones, his limbs stretched unnaturally, and his training uniform was torn apart inch by inch.

Large patches of purplish-black spots appeared on the surface of his skin, and the nails of his ten fingers regrew and hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into pitch-black sharp claws like a beast.

Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of golden light in his pupils.

This person was the killer who was the first to complete the task and return to the team earlier.

However, the faint black Qi at that person's neck was now as thick as ink.

Countless tiny black threads, like attached leeches, crazily burrowed into his blood vessels and muscles, seemingly completely taking over this body.

"Old Dog, what's wrong with you?"

Grey Hawk shouted in suspicion.

Old Dog on the ground stopped rolling and slowly raised his head.

In the dark, everyone looked closely.

I saw that face had completely twisted and deformed.

The mandible was exaggeratedly dislocated and elongated, the corners of the mouth split all the way to the ear roots, and sticky saliva dripped along the sharp fangs.

That pair of eyes that originally belonged to a human only had pale white whites left, filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes.

Grey Hawk was startled first, then a flash of inspiration came to his mind, suddenly realizing something.

He stared at Old Dog's mutated body, the fear in his eyes actually replaced by a touch of ecstatic joy:

"He has been deeply infected by high-dimensional energy! This shows that the fissure of the ruins entrance is right nearby!"

"We found it, haha, finally found it!"

However, before Grey Hawk could fully vent his ecstatic joy,

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Old Dog let out a violent roar, his limbs suddenly pushing off the ground, like a hungry beast, instantly lunging at the closest companion.

"Ah! Get away!"

That killer was caught off guard and was directly knocked to the ground by Old Dog.

Old Dog opened his bloody mouth and bit hard on his companion's neck.

Fresh blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over Old Dog's face.

He sucked greedily, making a chilling swallowing sound in his throat.

"Help! Boss save me!"

The bitten killer screamed miserably, his hands desperately beating Old Dog's back.

Seeing this, the other two killers hurriedly rushed forward, grabbing Old Dog's arms left and right, trying to pull it away.

But Old Dog's strength after mutation was shockingly great, and with a sudden swing of his arms, he directly threw the two companions flying a dozen meters away.

Listening to his subordinates' increasingly faint screams, Grey Hawk's face turned livid, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"He has already turned into a monster! Kill him!"

The remaining two killers holding military daggers, looking at that "companion" with a mouth full of blood, their legs trembling, and no one dared to step forward.

"A bunch of trash!"

Grey Hawk cursed loudly.

He knew that if this dragged on, once this monster drank enough blood, the next one to die would be them.

So he picked up the triangular military dagger dropped on the ground, quickly went around to Old Dog's back, aimed at the position of the back of his heart, and stabbed down fiercely with all his might.

Pfft!

The military dagger pierced the camouflage uniform, but made an extremely dull collision sound.

The tip of the knife only pierced in less than half a centimeter, and was tightly stuck by the extremely tough muscles on the monster's back, unable to advance an inch anymore.

Old Dog stopped the action of sucking blood.

Afterwards, he slowly released the prey that had already ceased breathing, wearing that twisted face stained with fresh blood, and turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees.

Looking at Grey Hawk, who was tightly holding the military dagger with cold sweat all over his head, he suddenly grinned and let out a scalp-tingling weird laugh.

(End of Chapter)