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Chapter 4

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Not daring to dawdle, the next group of people escaped Heruga's line of sight and entered the cage again. The metal door closed automatically, followed by a wave of crying and shouting, and then silence.

Every group of people lasted no more than three minutes. The further they went, the more despair they felt. However, facing Heruga, no one dared to resist. Only Mo Yan remained calm. Heruga's skill was simple but practical, and it was mostly enhanced by the environment.

Eye Stare!

A skill that was so useless that it was almost impossible for trainers to use, but with the environment and Heruga's own skill, it was able to intimidate these hundreds of people. Heruga was obviously very proficient in the use of Eye Stare.

Don't underestimate any skill!

Mo Yan remembered that this was something a skill instructor had told him before his reincarnation, and he believed it without a doubt.

In just half an hour, there was only one group left. Because there weren't enough people, Mo Yan's group only had six people left. When the metal door of the cage opened again, Mo Yan strode forward without hesitation and walked straight into the sixth cage.

Thud!

The metal door closed automatically, and the strong smell of blood rushed into Mo Yan's nose. What entered his eyes was a thick layer of blood, so thick that he felt like he would slip with every step. An old light bulb wrapped in iron wire hung on the ceiling, barely allowing Mo Yan to see the environment inside the cage.

Mo Yan was unmoved by all this. He even looked around, trying to match it with his distant memories. Until a pokeball suddenly rolled to Mo Yan's feet and exploded!

"Fluffy ~"

Green head, yellow belly, big blinking eyes, and pink "Y" shaped antennae. Mo Yan had already retreated to the side of the door. He looked at it with nostalgia and coldness. It was the most common sprite in the Kanto region, the Green Caterpillar.

Without any warning, the Green Caterpillar suddenly raised its head and spat out a pure white worm silk at Mo Yan. Silk Spit! The green caterpillar's originally clear eyes were now blood red. As Mo Yan dodged to the side, his expression of reminiscence gradually disappeared, leaving only indifference.

The worm silk spat out by the green caterpillar directly stuck to the steel plate. Just as it finished spitting out the silk, it was the time when the old force had been exhausted and the new force had yet to be generated. Moyan lowered its body and exerted force with its hind legs. With a light jump, it had already arrived in front of the green caterpillar.

He reached out his right hand and firmly grasped the pink antennae of the green caterpillar, while his left hand covered its head. Then, he used the greatest strength of Shisui's body!

"Chi!"

The pink tentacles were uprooted, and the green liquid splashed onto Mo Yan's face, but he didn't even blink. He just silently felt the green caterpillar's twitching body under his left palm and slowly fell into the sticky blood.

Direct and efficient!

Using his pajamas to wipe the blood on his face, Mo Yan stood up and quietly waited for the others to finish the selection. Soon, an invisible iron door opened from the other side. Slightly lowering his head, Mo Yan walked out without hesitation. From the beginning to the end, Mo Yan didn't look at the green caterpillar behind him.

As a gold medal killer, Mo Yan's heart wasn't cold, but at least he could kill calmly. Even if the opponent was a young elf that was just a few days old, Mo Yan could still find the opponent's fatal weakness without batting an eyelid and kill it with one blow!

When Mo Yan walked out of the cage, he glanced at the five cages on the left. The doors were wide open and empty. Obviously, in such an environment, no matter how pure an elf or human's mind was, they would be affected by the thick blood. The moment they entered, both sides knew, either you die or I live!

Ghost Ship Death Training Camp, Bloody Elimination Method, the first stage, directly facing the elf, either kill or be killed! The Ghost Ship Organization used the most direct method to break the only beautiful fantasy left in everyone's heart.

"The quality of this batch is truly lacking. Out of 136 people, only 38 have passed the first trial. It looks like there's no hope for my test." A familiar voice rang out, and the red and blue card assassins appeared from the shadows one after the other.

Looking at the remaining 38 people, the red card assassin said that it was a pity, but his serious excitement made the people who were lucky enough to survive secretly curse him as a lunatic.

The eyes of the remaining people were still filled with panic, hatred, cowardice, and even excitement, but there was no despair. No matter what the process was, they finally defeated their own mentality. They killed an elf with their bare hands, and their mentality had changed.

"Congratulations, everyone. You passed the first stage of the elimination round. We won't waste any more time and will directly enter the next stage. The rules are the same, so good luck!"

The red card assassin's personality was unpredictable. Under the frightened eyes of the remaining 38 people, he pressed the remote control in his hand again. Then, the iron doors of the ten cages automatically opened, and those with sharp eyes immediately saw that there was a dagger quietly placed at the entrance of each cage.

"With weapons, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"With weapons, it also means that the elf we're facing this time is stronger!"

The person who spoke in front immediately glared at him. Everyone could see such a simple logic, but it was very annoying to poke holes in this layer of window paper. It was human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

"001, 014, 028 …" The red-clothed assassin read out the numbers of the survivors in his hand. When there were ten survivors, he stopped and waved his hand. The survivors whose numbers were called naturally entered the cage in order, and the first thing they did was pick up their daggers.

"Ta!"

The iron door was closed again. The next moment, all kinds of crashing sounds and screams came from the cages. This time, in less than a minute, all the cages were quiet.

"Gulp!"

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but the surroundings were too quiet. It was so quiet that everyone heard this swallowing sound. Despair and fear attacked everyone's hearts again!

"033, 036, 046 …"

The sound like a death sentence came again. No matter how scared the people whose names were called were, they still silently walked forward, picked up the dagger, and walked into the bloody cages. Compared to the first round, everyone's performance was much better.

Mo Yan was still last in line. Looking at the eighth cage in front of him, Mo Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of passion. He picked up the dagger and strode in. Everyone else had a sad face, but he was the only one who began to smile.

"Ta!"

The familiar sound of the door being locked could be heard. What entered his eyes was still a dark red room filled with blood. Mo Yan was not in a hurry to find where the other party had gone. Instead, he used the dagger to lightly cut the back of his hand.

"Ku ~"

A weak and stubborn voice came. Looking in the direction of the voice, a thin and weak black elf slowly appeared in the corner of the room. Looking at the familiar figure, Mo Yan's smile widened. One of the most important reasons why he had joined the organization was because of this weak elf that was used as a training ground for newcomers. It could be killed at any time.

Soroya!

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