At this moment, in the darkness not far behind the five women.
“Hey, they're moving forward again. Let's keep up.”
“Watch your step. Walk along the path they took, and don't stray from it. Be careful not to fall off the mountain.”
“I know, I know. I can still... Ah, he—”
Before he could even finish calling for help, the man who had just been complaining vanished from beside them in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps he had hit his head the moment he fell, as there wasn't even a single scream during the entire fall.
The other three men froze in place, not daring to make a single move.
Zhang Xiao'er was particularly pale, drenched in cold sweat, and even his voice was trembling.
“I say... is... is it the specter?”
Someone whispered, “That can't be right. I remember that when a specter appears, it's accompanied by a freezing cold aura. There was none just now. He probably just fell.”
“Phew!”
With those words, the other two finally let out a massive sigh of relief.
“Does that guy have no brains?!”
“I just told him not to stray off the path, and he still got impatient. Serves him right!”
“Sigh, forget about him. Those women are getting far. Let's catch up quickly!”
“Let's go, let's go. They're just a few women anyway. The three of us are more than enough.”
Only then did the three of them quickly catch up, though they walked far more cautiously this time.
Hiding on the adjacent mountaintop, the specter body Zuo Lin'an paused slightly in his hand that was stroking a rabbit.
“Hmm?”
“He fell?”
“Not dead yet...”
He stood up and vanished from the spot, quickly finding the player hanging from a tree halfway down the mountain.
Although this person was still alive, he was half-dead.
“What should I do with this?”
Just leave him hanging here to fend for himself?
Zuo Lin'an stroked his chin.
It seemed there was no other choice but to leave him hanging here. After all, no player would go out of their way to kill a dying player.
However, he quickly recalled his previous approach.
“Or maybe...”
Zuo Lin'an thought for a moment, took the man down from the tree, and used a trace of specter aura to keep him alive just in case. Then, he carried him in his hand.
He planned to wait at the foot of the mountain for a while for those players to descend.
However, he quickly realized that this was unrealistic.
The mountain before him was the tallest of the eight mountains in this dungeon.
Even for an adult man descending the mountain in broad daylight, it would probably take several hours, let alone a few weak women. And it was currently the middle of the night.
Zuo Lin'an immediately switched his target of calculation, first thinking of those three Martial Alliance members.
These three had terrible luck. They hadn't even caught a single small animal yet, and were currently complaining to each other with thoroughly impatient expressions.
Lacking in strength, poor in temperament, reckless, and foolish—they were the perfect cannon fodder to be schemed against.
Carrying the half-dead player, Zuo Lin'an rushed in their direction while murmuring to himself.
“Let's go give it a try. They are all Second and Third-Rate martial artists. Maybe I can...”
He soon arrived near the three of them. However, he did not show himself immediately. Instead, he placed the heavily injured player in front of him, securing the man in place with his left arm.
Then, he grabbed the man's right hand with his own right hand and made a waving motion.
Such a scene, combined with the dark night, would look quite like a specter attack at first glance if he released a bit more specter aura.
“Not bad, not bad. Let's try it out now...”
Zuo Lin'an first hid the three rabbits in his hands in a concealed spot nearby before beginning his plan.
“I say, Big Brother, is what that native said about ten rabbits and ten chickens actually true? We've been walking for so long, so how come we haven't seen a single thing?”
“Yeah, could he be tricking us?”
“What are you two blabbering about?”
The person addressed as Big Brother was naturally the only Second-Rate martial artist among the three.
He had an impatient look on his face.
“Haven't you noticed? We haven't seen any white mist since we started walking! This means the scope of this dungeon is relatively large.”
“There are only twenty rabbits and chickens in total. Besides, they are alive and running all over the place. In the middle of the night, you can't even see them clearly. How could they be so easy to find?”
Right at this moment, a subtle chilling sensation made all three of them shudder in unison.
At first, they didn't think much of it, assuming it was normal for the wind in the mountains to be colder at night. However, they soon realized the wind was getting colder and colder!
Only then did they realize something was wrong.
“Oh no, this feels like specter aura!”
“The specter is here!”
The three of them had a bit of experience. Instead of fleeing in panic, they stood back-to-back, facing outward, constantly on high alert.
Each of them held a torch, but the firelight could only illuminate a small area around them.
As the specter aura completely enveloped them, a strangely distorted dark figure slowly emerged in the distance, right at the edge of the torchlight.
Under the dim firelight, this dark figure appeared exceptionally terrifying.
“Th-th-that... that's... that's the spe—”
The bizarre dark figure was completely limp, as if it had no bones. Its head hung down, and fresh blood was dripping continuously from it.
All in all, it looked as if it would collapse to the ground at any moment.
“Shut up! Don't talk! Get your specter items out—”
Right at this moment, the bizarre dark figure in the distance vanished from the spot. The three of them had absolutely no time to react—it happened in the blink of an eye!
They saw the vanished dark figure appear right in front of them!
This thoroughly terrified the three of them!
They were indeed martial artists, but with one Second-Rate and two Third-Rate, they were still extremely afraid of specters.
“Oh, mother of mine!”
Especially that Second-Rate martial artist, their big brother. Despite his usual high-and-mighty and overbearing attitude, he was completely dumbfounded upon seeing the dark figure suddenly appear right in front of him!
It was the chilling cold seeping into his bones that finally snapped him out of it.
Even so, he still failed to notice that the dark figure in front of him was actually a normal living person with breath, a heartbeat, and body heat.
Overwhelmed by fear, he even forgot his own talent and specter items. Instead, following his physical instincts, he subconsciously struck out with a palm.
With this palm strike, he used up nearly half of his true qi, successfully taking the life of the already dying player.
Because the force was too great, the man died without even letting out a grunt.
Zuo Lin'an was extremely satisfied with this. As for the commotion caused here just now, he had already blanketed the area with specter aura beforehand, preventing even a single sound from leaking out.
At this very moment, Zuo Lin'an suddenly had a strange sensation. He knew his rule was reminding him that it was on the hour!
In other words, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.
Zuo Lin'an pondered for a moment and ultimately decided to execute the Death Rule.
Since he had already made a move anyway, there was no harm in killing one more.
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