Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1204: Dismemberment

Bam! A dull collision sound suddenly rang out, and Fourth Master’s body stiffened slightly; in front of this person, all of Fourth Master’s strength seemed to be drained, her entire being uncontrollably flew backward. The hand pressed against her chest suddenly clawed, leaving a trail of afterimage, snapping onto her throat with a clap; sharp fingertips deeply embedded, crimson blood oozed out along the tips, the immense force seemed like it would crush her neck.

Simultaneously, the left hand silently reached out, precisely clutching the other end of the double blade, swiftly overpowering it in a rapid rotation, and subsequently surging forward. The double blade, originally held by Fourth Master, was so inconceivably pointed at her own chest.

The entire process could be described as lightning fast. Although Fourth Master was also severely injured in the fierce battle with Xiao Lin, her resilient strength still existed. However, in front of this person, she seemed like a frightened bird, her face turning stark white.

The silhouette leaned slightly forward, gazing at her coldly, as if standing in an ancient icy abyss; the fear that Fourth Master had never experienced before was finally felt at this moment. The chilling sensation, like emitting from inside her body, rendered her entirely rigid on the spot, her glaring eyes full of formidable hatred toward the figure before her.

The right hand clutching her throat continued to compress forcefully, the cracking sound of bones snapping was spine-chilling, Xiao Lin took a big step forward, a gray shadow flashed before his eyes, Crow instinctively blocked in front of Xiao Lin, head towards him making a low wailing sound.

The figure heard the commotion behind, woodenly turned around, glanced at the standoff between the man and the wolf behind, slowly turned back, silently tightened the right hand, showing his teeth, Fourth Master’s eyes widened unimaginably; no one knew what she saw or what was happening, amid this the figure’s right hand suddenly opened, releasing five spraying beads of blood. Yet this did not mean the end; the opened right hand silently closed, leaving an afterimage, the clawed right hand transformed into palm force, already charging toward Fourth Master’s throat.

Crunch...

Blood gushed, throat bones shattered, the figure’s palm pierced deeply through Fourth Master’s throat, tearing organs, slashing major arteries, smashing the spine posterior to her neck, probing out from the back.

Fourth Master’s eyes became round again, yet this time not from fear but from hollow emptiness, life hurriedly drained along the blood-red palm extending out, this woman whose strength rivaled Xiao Lin’s, just like that, amid fear and bewilderment forgot to strike, forfeiting her life.

Several enforcers like Robert, who intended to step forward, forcefully halted their footsteps, eyes wide with disbelief at the scene before them, eyes filled entirely with horror. Xiao Lin too could hardly believe it, staring at Fourth Master’s corpse, his slightly parted lips gradually losing color.

Fourth Master, died just like that?

Without even having time to muster the strength to retaliate, died just like that?

An intangible pressure like a heavy mountain crushed upon their hearts, breathing seemingly became difficult.

The figure gazed at Fourth Master’s corpse for a long time, like a statue of a Buddha, immobile, as if contemplating something. He did not understand; no one dared move, time seemed to stop at this moment, breathing ceased too, only the gentle breeze brushing the face was real.

Suddenly, the figure lifted Fourth Master’s body, his right hand drilling into the corpse’s heart area like a machine; under halted time, every sound magnified, even the minutest sound rang loudly in the ears like a bell.

Crushing a dead heart is an ancient lore circulating in the Assassin Realm, taken as a vengeful curse; believe in it or not, Xiao Lin felt not surprised by the figure’s actions, yet the ensuing transformation made Xiao Lin feel brutal and disgusting.

Crow, a beast, uses tearing apart animal carcasses as survival, but now this figure dismembered Fourth Master’s corpse after crushing the heart, chunks of flesh flipped in the air, and the lifted blood speckles splattered like rain everywhere, with the nearest Xiao Lin also sprayed with a blood column, while Crow appeared very excited, chasing after the blood column heading towards Xiao Lin.

"Why do this?" Xiao Lin stood transfixed, Fourth Master’s death seemingly still a fantasy, his trembling voice queried the figure before him.

The figure seemed oblivious, continuing his actions, while at this moment three figures standing by the railing leaped beside the shadow, the enforcers with raised hands like fools kept staring at the railing, unsure if stupefied in fear or deliberately pretending nothing was amiss; the three figures joined the figure in the dismemberment process, yet their target was the bones after shredding, slowly grinding them into powder; one person with each job, one collecting the ground bone powder in a container, another targeting the splattered blood; Xiao Lin could not discern anything in his hand, only a fresh scent permeated the air, diluting the intense blood stench.

The three figures moved with extreme speed and coordination, like robots focused solely on their tasks; when the person responsible for blood reached Xiao Lin, he expressionlessly gave him a glance, then bypassed him continuing his work, as if the person standing before him was a person-like semblance.

Time passed by second by second, the sky began to gradually brighten; the four strange individuals who suddenly appeared vanished before everyone as they had arrived after completing all matters, silently, loaded with bounty.

From beginning to end, the figure never said a word to Xiao Lin, only when leaving did that expressionless face reveal once more a mocking smile to Xiao Lin, the corner of the mouth curling to expose the teeth inside.

No, it couldn’t be called teeth, but a pitch-black hole, Xiao Lin even began to doubt his own eyes were seeing a human at all, but he was indeed a human, a living person, and clearly this time the target was Fourth Master.

The intangible pressure vanished abruptly after the four individuals left, the hidden crisis began to spread among the enforcers post Fourth Master’s death, Robert still sat on the ground, the memory of how the strange figure dismembered Fourth Master vivid in his mind.

After a moment of silence, the sound of gun cleaning reached Xiao Lin’s ears; Robert, who had just sat on the ground, clearly reverted to normal, despite losing the most potent support, he seemed not too timid due to it, now not only was he without strong backing, but also had no hostage to use as a shield. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)