God-Level Special Forces Soldier

The moment the long-haired elder fell to the ground, Xiao Tian’s heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally could settle.

In fact, he really didn’t know the actual state of the long-haired elder, and being able to take him down this time had quite a bit of luck involved.

When he arrived here, he casually took three bottles of potion from his backpack. Besides the one genuine potion he consumed and the amber-colored biological container of the mutated virus, the other was the Nether River Water he had previously received from Fujiwara Daisuke.

Regarding the Nether River Water, Xiao Tian’s knowledge was limited to what was recorded in books, which stated its use was external. As for what might happen if ingested, it was a mystery with no clear record.

The earlier conversation initially had a bit of a bluffing aspect. What he hadn’t expected was actually poisoning such a master. This made Xiao Tian feel a shiver of fear... It seems that things unknown should really not be used recklessly!

Fortunately, now that the obstacle of the long-haired elder has been removed, there are few left who can stop him from leaving.

However, as Xiao Tian planned to leave without pause, he heard a long howl pierce the sky. More than ten masters charged at him like they had nothing to lose, appearing even more aggressive than the Mizuno Clan people, who were indeed members of the Fujino Martial Arts Hall.

...

Not far outside the battlefield, Mizuno Pengyu glared at Xiao Tian, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

The long-haired elder, being the top master of the Mizuno Clan, dying like this was self-explanatory.

The death of the long-haired elder also represented another dimension, which is that Mizuno Pengyu no longer had any retreat, even if he wanted to withdraw now.

Because too much had been invested earlier on, of the original team of 130, now only over seventy remained, along with a supremely powerful master. If he stopped at this moment, it would mean losing everything, and all efforts would have been futile.

So, even if Mizuno Pengyu had to exhaust the family resources, he had to continuously pour in strength. Things had developed to a point where he could no longer go back!

For a moment, a question involuntarily popped into Mizuno Pengyu’s mind: If he had another chance, would he make the same decision?

However, as soon as this question surfaced, he forcibly suppressed it, because he is an absolute realist, knowing there are no what-ifs, only the bloody reality.

And the reality was that the Hunter had not fallen, while his own forces were continually being diminished.

Hearing urgent footsteps behind him, Mizuno Pengyu turned his head to see three mighty teams, one from the royal family, one from the Fujino Martial Arts Hall, and the last of his own remaining combat power.

Upon seeing the royal team appear, Mizuno Pengyu noticed something unusual — some of them were obviously weaker than even himself, indicating clearly that the royal family did not truly intend to kill the Hunter.

At the same time, it served as a reminder to Mizuno Pengyu, urging him to quickly back down!

"Heh, asking me to back down after the Mizuno Clan has fought to this extent? Is that possible?!"

Mizuno Pengyu muttered to himself, "The royal family, heh, such is the royal family... "

With his words, the three teams joined the battle without a word, while from afar more masters approached — some to watch the spectacle and others from medium-sized factions coming to help.

But Mizuno Pengyu cared about none of these; his only thought was... the Hunter must die!

As long as the Hunter dies, the rewards given by "that person" would exceed even these ongoing battles...

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An hour later...

Xiao Tian knelt with one knee on the ground, his right hand gripping a large knife to support his body from collapsing. The berserk state of his body had already faded half an hour ago, and his back and chest were nearly covered with countless wounds, as if he had walked out of a sea of blood.

All around him, over three hundred corpses were strewn about, and in the lower-lying areas, a thick pool of blood had formed. If one word could describe this scene, it would be... mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

At this time, no more than a hundred and fifty masters could stand, creating such a tragic scene, and it was clear what situation Xiao Tian was facing...

With his back to the fiery sunset, Xiao Tian coldly watched those masters who stayed far away from him yet dared not take a single step forward, his lips curving into a mocking smile.

However, this small gesture made everyone take several steps back, even though they couldn’t see Xiao Tian’s expression under the setting sun, but it was enough to strike fear into them.

Xiao Tian understood that at this point, everyone was waiting... waiting for him to fall, so they could swarm over to seize the credit!

But, so what?!

As long as I haven’t truly fallen, who dares to take a single step forward?!

Struggling a couple of times, yet never managing to truly stand up, Xiao Tian steadied his trembling hands, while the wounds on his body continued leaking blood, pooling onto the ground indistinguishably from his or others’.

At that moment, Mizuno Pengyu, who had remained stationary, walked to the forefront. His expression was indifferent as he asked, "Are you still waiting for someone to save you?"

Though it wasn’t explicitly stated, Xiao Tian knew that the person Mizuno Pengyu referred to was actually Ozawa Miwa’s father.

"Pinning hopes on others is not my style!" A hoarse voice escaped Xiao Tian’s lips, clear enough for everyone to hear.

"But have you ever thought that sometimes relying on others might prevent a tragic end for yourself?"

Mizuno Pengyu said to himself, "For example, you and me, from start to finish I haven’t moved a single finger, yet victory still belongs to me!"

Xiao Tian sneered and countered, "If this were Huaxia, I too could claim victory without lifting a finger; but after this, your Mizuno Clan won’t have a good time, right?"

"Not necessarily!" Mizuno Pengyu said confidently. But he didn’t elaborate any further.

After a moment of silence, Mizuno Pengyu asked again, "At this point, I have only one question for you. Did you really come here just to be a hero for justice?"

Xiao Tian laughed heartily, "Bullshit hero for justice, it’s simply because I can’t stand your actions!"

"I see!"

Mizuno Pengyu nodded slowly, whether truly believing Xiao Tian’s words or just pretending to.

But Xiao Tian clearly felt that Mizuno Pengyu’s behavior was extremely abnormal, very unreasonable...