Chapter 3, now, I am the master

Su Mo approached the old man, crouched down, and pressed the gun barrel against his chin, saying: "Have your people withdraw; you wouldn't want them to accompany you to the grave, would you"

The old man looked at the flying dagger that had pierced Su Mo's back, seemingly mocking himself, but in reality, he was immensely pleased. At a critical moment, it was still necessary to rely on him to achieve significant results in the battle

The chains indeed extracted something from Su Mo's body, but that something was not the soul of Su Mo as the old man had imagined

Although it is unclear what exactly is different, the old man cannot discern it. However, judging by his wearing of a bulletproof vest, could it be that he has truly lost his immortality

After completing this task, the terrifying aura emanating from Su Mo instantly vanished, and he collapsed to the ground, as if he had become an ordinary person.

A few crisp gunshots rang out, and those who had not died were also eliminated

That battle with Akart, though impressive and quite exaggerated in its momentum, was in reality devoid of substantial value; it was merely a process of mutual consumption of life between the two sides

Su Mo remained still, but was struck by two beams of black light from behind, causing him to lean slightly forward

Lord Su Mo is truly humble, even towards the chess pieces, " the old man said

Now, I am the master

The old man widened his eyes, staring at the scene before him, his heart racing at a frantic pace, reflecting his immense shock.

The old man did not speak, but directly operated the communicator. Modern weapons are not that they do not use them, but rather that they have no effect on the person before them—no matter how powerful the weapon, it can only kill the opponent once. However, the opponent is like the vampire Akart, possessing countless lives.

Withdrawing his hand, Su Mo opened his mouth and made a swallowing motion. The old man before him suddenly transformed into dust, leaving behind a circle of grayish-white traces on the ground along with a set of clothes exuding the aura of death.

Gazing at the paper floating in the palm of his hand, Su Mo whispered softly and turned to walk outside, as footsteps echoed from all directions.

Call

"Who says I won't kill you?" As soon as the words fell, a sharp pain surged through his chest. Looking down, the old man saw a dagger already plunged into his own chest.

However, the more people there are, the more it is about delivering vegetables to the other party

Everyone has noticed that although Su Mo has freed himself from the Heart Lock, his current condition is extremely poor, even... Some people are beginning to doubt whether it is due to the Heart Lock that he has temporarily lost the rumored terrifying immortality.

The old man holding the flying knife approached Su Mo a little closer, yet he did not dare to get too close, fearing a counterattack from the other party. At a distance of about twenty meters, his flying knife's power and accuracy were already sufficient to pierce that guy's head, once, twice, three times

"You won't kill me?" The old man was taken aback for a moment

The heart lock begins to shatter continuously

The tattered piece of paper that Su Mo had just collected was pinched between his two fingers and directly thrust into the old man's heart, staining the paper with blood

Another item is a tattered piece of paper, no larger than the size of a palm, which is constantly shaking within the encircling net of chains

The old man felt a surge of despair within him, but in the next moment, that emotion was replaced by joy. "No, no, that's not right, this chain is extracting that guy's soul!"

Su Mo ignored the old man's words, clenched his fist tightly, and forcefully pulled back, grasping a broken chain segment along with a piece of paper in his hand

It seems that his words had an effect, as the remaining chain was suddenly pulled out, tracing a perfect arc in mid-air

Standing up with a pistol in hand, Su Mo glanced at the corpse behind him and shook his head slightly: "Throwing knives? It's already 2053, and yet such an ancient tool is still being used. Can't they utilize some modern equipment? Sigh, the youth of today really cannot accept new things."

It is possible!

Regardless of the thoughts in his mind, the old man directly closed his eyes, signaling for a battle; he had already given up: "Fire away."

Failed

However, the current Su Mo appears different from before

With the appearance of that illusory soul, Su Mo, who had originally regained his footing with the disappearance of the chains, also became unsteady and on the verge of collapse

Isn't this a modern tool? Su Mo said.

I have aged, and my strength has diminished significantly; I used to be able to pierce through stone directly

In the end, after an indeterminate amount of time, Su Mo, who was even more mysterious than Akart, managed to exhaust his opponent and achieved victory in battle, delivering a fatal blow to Akart tonight with their assistance

The eight elderly men sitting cross-legged simultaneously spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, five of whom immediately tilted their bodies and fell to the ground, resulting in their complete demise

The two individuals at present can barely manage to lift their arms.

A long sigh emerged, reminiscent of the breathlessness after running ten thousand meters, or the sound of relief following the announcement of exam results

It seemed like a trial before execution, as the old man raised his hand holding a flying knife and began to speak. However, the last word was drowned out by the sound of a crisp gunshot.

My opponents have never been you. Do you understand now? Su Mo turned his head and looked at the old man lying on the ground

Closing his eyes, as if sensing something, Su Mo stood up, extended his right hand, palm facing upwards, and the torn paper fragments that had just disappeared floated back into his hand.

It is merely due to one's own uniqueness that the number of people holds no significance; it is just about delivering vegetables, and the outsiders have yet to appear. ... And now ... . ... In any case, it has already come to the final struggle, and whatever means, regardless of their effectiveness, will be directly thrown into the fray.

And now, they say that perhaps in a little while they can go home to drink tea, and then peacefully enjoy the last few decades of their old age before passing away happily

I have been enlightened

Su Mo let out a breath, took off his coat, and removed the bulletproof vest underneath, tossing it onto the ground. The throwing knife that had pierced the vest fell to the ground, producing a crisp sound

Call

Good

Goodbye, monster

Bang

Hearing these footsteps, Su Mo was not surprised. The people who came to surround and kill him at night were all rather abnormal; if they were willing to sacrifice their own lives, they naturally would not care about the lives of others

The old man silently thought to himself

The person widened his eyes, and a large blood hole appeared on his head, almost completely blowing it off. The old man's figure fell backward due to the terrifying impact of the bullet, lying on the ground, adding a touch of crimson to the already red surface.

The elder at the forefront struggled to open his eyes, seeing that only one chain of the heart-lock remained, and that solitary chain was slowly being drawn out from Su Mo's chest, with the other end still connected to the ground, seemingly drawing strength from the earth.

To be precise, when the chain was completely detached, the object it pierced and entangled underwent a change in an instant; that object split into two, with one part transforming into a streak of light and returning to Su Mo's body.

The elderly man cooperatively raised his hand, and the wide sleeves of his garment fell back, revealing the communicator on his arm

A few moments ago, several people were fighting fiercely, but now they are sitting on the ground chatting casually like old friends, creating an incredibly strange scene. In reality, both individuals are recovering their strength.

Five minutes passed as the two people chatted casually. Suddenly, two piercing sounds of wind whistled from behind Su Mo.

With a slight tremor of the right hand, a slash, and a twist, a large hole was cut open in the old man's chest, revealing the beating heart within

Bang

After all, the heart-lock had almost pulled out his very soul just now; had it not been for the last-minute failure, they would have been able to return home and enjoy tea at this moment

It is a pity that if they had arrived just a minute earlier, they might have truly been able to kill me. Su Mo listened to the footsteps getting closer, and several gunshots shattered the surrounding lights, causing his body to merge into the darkness

Listening to Su Mo's words, the leader, who was also the most powerful elder, felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity rise within him

A sound of footsteps approached Su Mo from behind, as an elderly man who had just fainted was moving closer to him, holding two small black flying knives in his hand, which were the very knives that had struck Su Mo earlier

They indeed suffered a disastrous defeat, but the reason for this defeat is that they are less adept at utilizing certain modern tools than an old relic

"Who said I was going to shoot?" Unexpectedly, Su Mo put the gun away

Su Mo smiled and said: "What pieces? You must have watched too many movies. The so-called intricately linked plans and conspiracies, the more precise they are, the easier they are to go awry. The more people involved, the harder they are to control. None of us are robots; who can accurately predict the next move of a person? If such a thing truly existed, it would merely be an overt scheme, using the prevailing situation to pressure others into making the choices one desires."

Only three people are left barely struggling to survive

"Ha... were you always aiming for this from the beginning?" The old man seemed to understand something, and with a sorrowful smile, he said, "We are all just a part of your plan, a pawn, aren't we"

"Do not exaggerate so much. What part of a plan are you talking about? I do not have the time or energy to engage in any plans. If something goes wrong, it will only be a burden on myself. I merely provided a slight guidance to you all." Su Mo simply sat down on the ground, breathing slightly heavily, as if waiting for his strength to recover.

A large amount of black mist appeared, transforming into distorted faces and figures, which then vanished without a trace

Bang

Then give some money, ah. Su Mo immediately interjected

Above the end of the extracted chain, a phantom figure is entwined, looking exactly like Su Mo

With that phrase that seemed to spread forth from the depths of the abyss, a terrifying scream erupted once again from Su Mo's body

One of Su Mo's hands tightly grasped the thin chain, forming an extraordinarily peculiar balance among the three parties