Chapter 603: Huashan Fei’s death
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
As the saying goes, a snake without a head will fail. With the death of their commanding officer, the entire base was thrown into disarray.
Sheyan continued assuming the position of a very qualified meatshield as he blocked Mogensha’s front with arms folded.
By now, Brother Black had already emptied out the magazine of his third semi-automatic rifle. Soon after, the entire base was devoid of the living.
Mogensha then absent-mindedly asked.
"You found the one you seek?"
Sheyan replied insipidly.
"I’m afraid I have to conduct a serious search."
As he spoke, Sheyan advanced with large strides. Suddenly, hoarse engine rumbles filled the air. A military jeep had abruptly knocked down a lateral garage gate, where its tires were frenetically spinning out whirls of mud water as it collided straight for Sheyan!
The jeep’s blinding headlights flashed into Sheyan’s eyes. An average man would inevitably turn momentarily blinded, but instead, Sheyan’s pupils contracted and all he saw were faint dullish red beams. He was utterly unaffected!
As for the driver of that military jeep, it was indeed Sheyan’s primary target – Huashan Fei!
Clenching his teeth, Huashan Fei’s eyes shone with intense desperation! Containing an insanity that desired to bury Sheyan along with himself!
Yet towards the fanatical collision of a jeep like a raging horse, Sheyan’s action could only be described as effortless. Before the impact of the collision, he slammed his hand down onto the engine hood with slight effort, propelling his entire frame into the air; before landing half-kelt onto the jeep’s engine hood.
Throughout this intense process, Sheyan’s actions were as smooth as running water. There wasn’t even the tiniest bit of smoke or sparks, and not even a single cut.
Such nimble actions were absolutely not something a human could effortlessly execute. At this moment, lightning jolted through the skies, illuminating Sheyan’s cold and detached fixation on Huashan Fei’s distorted and stupefied countenance!
Sheyan then raised his fist and plummeted it through the windscreen, before grabbing Huashan Fei out with his limbs dangling. Shattered glass shards had scraped out bloodied lacerations across the face of this drug dealer, alongside his mournful and bitter wails.
The jeep then crashed into a nearby wall, causing tremors throughout the surface and finally a clamorous collapse.
Instead, Sheyan had already leaped off the jeep with Huashan Fei in his hands. He then shoved Huashan Fei to the ground and coldly declared.
"When you sliced off Uncle Dasi’s fingers then, did you ever think you’d end up like today?"
Instead, Huashan Fei cursed furiously.
"I should’ve chopped off his old limbs before carving out his throat!"
A ruthlessness floated within Sheyan’s eyes as he replied commandingly.
"AK, I heard Mahakael is an excellent interrogator no?"
Brother Black spat out a ball of fumes before answering contentedly.
"He is a talent in that aspect."
Sheyan stared at Huashan Fei and grimly ordered.
"Then bring me Mahakael. Sever off his fingers and toes and feed it back to him!"
Mogensha lifted his fingers and gestured towards the distance. Very quickly, Mahakael arrived without a sound, gazing at Mogensha like how a slave would observe his master.
After a series of briefings, Mahakael very bluntly tugged up Huashan Fei’s hair. Not even 5 minutes later, he satisfied Sheyan’s request.
At this moment, Huashan Fei no longer appeared like a human, and he could only beg for a quick death.
Sheyan sighed and bestowed him with a bullet.
Moreover, Sheyan had already been informed earlier on, that old Black Devil that was Xide’s* dad had already died in an incomparably brutal gang fight. This meant that all his malignant tumors had been cleaned away, and the pathway to home had finally been purged.
(TN:*Xide was a spoilt brat Sheyan killed in volume 1 (ch 1-7))
Therefore, now that he had concluded matters back in the real world, it was time to face the challenges of the nightmare realm.
Sheyan then led Mogensha’s three-party delegation to the north and provided them a nice taste of this civilized ancient country, China’s culture. Brother Black and his lads responded with gasps of amazement. To their memory, their own nation’s historic culture was filled with leaves, insects, food, and witchcraft.
It was absolutely unlike China, where every mountain appeared like forts they had to occupy. The daoist temples and monasteries perfectly blended with the famous mountains and great rivers into one body. The five millennial history of China was like a stone forest of steeles, where each archaic character greatly infected their impressions.
This time, Sheyan and his buddies didn’t receive a prolonged period of stay in the real world and were quickly summoned back into the realm.
His military rank had matured to a relatively outstanding state, where his Major rank allowed him a list of information even while he was back in the present world.
[ Your current military rank: Major ]
[ You belong to a Silver Prestige party: Party Ace ]
[ Your party presently includes: 1 Growth-hunter, 1 Reserve-duty Growth-hunter, 1 contestant ]
[ Your next adventuring world: The Matrix ]
[ This world timeline will follow vice party leader no.770123’s world development. Party member’s world developments and relations may be preserved, or substituted with other means ]
[ After calculations, your main mission difficulty: B+ ]
[ This world will include 3 parties for a total of 58 participating contestants. Your missions may be mutually conflicting with each other ]
[ Best of luck ]
Upon receiving this report, Sheyan immediately informed his two comrades. Reef then hastily returned to the nightmare realm and converged with them.
Time swiftly sped by and soon, a large multitude of contestants had gathered by the realm’s plaza.
To avoid unwanted attention, the trio especially found a remote location to hide. Regarding Zi divulging that the Metals Professor would track their activities, Reef couldn’t help but believe, but he also wasn’t fully convinced!
Besides, through intelligence he was aware of, such formidable tracking abilities did exist. However, their usage price was definitely larger than what she described.
Perhaps Zeus finally realized his true love was the Metals Professor, Fu Lyanna, or perhaps she really harbored a deep private grudge against his mates...but whether she could persuade Zeus to activate such capabilities for her own personal affairs, that was a different story.
Besides to Zeus, Party Ace was a trifling small fiddle. A party with such a tiny persona was unworthy of him inciting a war.
However, not long after the trio appeared in the realm plaza, a flock of individuals started circling around them without a word. Besides, Brother Black had obstinately decided to carry along his striking Golden AK. A petite figure dressed in a violet mantle and a covered hat walked out from the flock and blocked the trio’s front.
"Seaman, AK. Have you ever wondered there would be a today?"
Even a man who feared neither heaven nor earth like Mogensha, when facing the prestige of his former liege, couldn’t help feeling pressured.
Instead, Sheyan was different. He was an individual naturally born a grand spectacle!
He stood ahead and indifferently refuted.
"So what If I did, and what if I didn’t?"
As she was just about to speak up, another person stood forward. He wasn’t a stranger, but indeed Eros whom they had crossed paths within the Avatar world. However, he was clearly Prince Stalo’s underling yet for unknown reasons, he was now standing by Zeus.
He sized Sheyan up meaningfully and uttered.
"The Illume-union whom you leaned on like a Great Wall has already entered a nightmare world. They definitely cannot return to aid you. As long as you accede to three conditions, you won't have to die today."
Sheyan laughed in response.
"Do tell."
"500,000 utility points or an equivalent worth of equipments." Eros stuck out his first finger.
"You shall leave your party, leaving only Reef behind. We will then join your party, and Reef must hand over the leadership to Zeus." Eros stuck out his second finger.
"Every time a world concludes, you must supply us with 50 of your buff dosages." Eros stuck out his third finger.
Upon hearing those three conditions, Sheyan suddenly realized he had underestimated his own worth. More accurately phrasing, he had underestimated the value of his personally established Party Ace.
A Silver Prestige party, a domineering MT and his own dynamic supportive gene-mixes. Any of those three reasons alone were sufficient to incite Glory Party’s covetous intent! What more, there were three such reasons?
Yet after presenting those three incomparably harsh conditions, and before Sheyan could answer, the Metals Professor, Fu Lyanna, yelled out.
"Absolutely not! We cannot let him off so lightly."
Having his words being interrupted, Eros revealed a distasteful look. However, Fu Lyanna’s countenance was far worse.
"Lightly? Lighter than your mother!" Sheyan revealed an alarmed and fearful expression, looking as though he would bend his knee in compliance in another second. This reaction ingeniously tricked many others, but when they all felt he was above to cave in, he actually cursed with such absurdity!
His words were gentle but its intent was additionally explicit. It was essentially like a needle piercing into their eardrums, someone everyone could fathom distinctively! Nobody could’ve anticipated that Seaman would actually be so untamed and abusive under such circumstances.
Moreover, Sheyan’s following course of actions caused everyone to become speechless. He directly stood in front of the Metals Professor, Fu Lyanna, and pointed a middle finger at her face. Then, he jabbed it up and down for a few times, before icily declaring.
"I can kill you once, then I can definitely kill you ten times! If you have the balls, then come!"
Pointing a middle finger was evidently a signal of provocation!
In this instance, even Eros was completely stunned. But at this very moment, Reef just had to step forward with mutual hostility as he stretched out his right hand, before pointing his thumb towards the ground; parading it before the Metals Professor and her group.