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Chapter 675

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The night rain poured down. Lü Shu blended into the rain as if he was one with it. The 36 grey threads of Queyin continued to circle and weave through the rain, lively and filled with killing intent.

Lü Shu probably never thought that there would be a day when he would return to this rainy night in order to avenge his' comrades'. It was just like how he never thought that the world would become so cruel.

Zhao Yongchen's survival was the happiest thing for Lü Shu. He was not even this happy when he was officially promoted to [B] class. He suddenly felt the urge to drink some alcohol and wanted to say to Zhao Yongchen when he pulled the pull ring of the can, "Have you heard of a legend? If the pull ring of a can …"

However, Lü Shu did not say anything. Instead, he walked into the ink-black rainy night and began his massacre.

Lv Shu's footsteps made pitter-patter sounds as he stepped on the puddles. The dim yellow streetlights sizzled in the rainy night as if they would go out at any time. The surrounding buildings were in ruins, like a city in ruins.

He suddenly stood under the street lights and was silent for a long time …

"Damn it … where are those two people?" Lü Shu raised his head to look at the street lights with melancholy. "I was too careless. I forgot to ask Zhao Yongchen for information."

At this moment, Lü Shu was somewhat unwilling to walk back with a long face. After all, the way he walked into the rainy night was so handsome. If he were to walk again, the effect would be much weaker …

Should he go back and ask Zhao Yongchen or not? Lü Shu fell into a dilemma …

At this moment, Lü Shu's mobile phone lit up in his pocket. Lü Shu took it out and saw a message: Entering the northeastern part of the city in 20 minutes.

Lü Shu put the mobile phone back into his pocket. The information from Tengra's Earthnet was as reliable as ever …



In Kyoto's Liu Hai Alley, Nie Ting was standing in the courtyard in a black Chinese tunic suit. Shi Xuejin took out a black cloak from the house and draped it over him. "I've found out that Greer Cook has been employed by a group of pirates in the Caribbean. After his awakening, he has been helping this group of pirates to kill and loot. His Water Element awakening is very suitable for combat at sea. I'll send you the specific location of this group of pirates later.

Nie Ting nodded and tightened the knot. Immediately, the leaves of the walnut tree rustled. Amidst the wind, Nie Ting soared into the sky and flew eastward!

Not so long ago, he had always wanted to increase Lü Shu's sense of belonging to this group. Now that Lü Shu was fighting alone in Africa, Nie Ting suddenly felt like killing some people!



Lü Shu leaned against the road leading to the southeast corner of the dilapidated city. The street lamp beside him was not sturdy and when he leaned against it, it emitted a squeaking sound that made one's teeth ache.

From afar, two figures slowly walked out from the curtain of rain. They looked at Lü Shu with an incomparably solemn expression. Lü Shu grinned and said, "You're finally here. I've always wanted to ask you a question. You people treat hunting Tengra like it's an honor. Have you ever considered the consequences?"

He really wanted to know if these people understood fear. However, there was no reasoning with lunatics. The other party remained silent. Lü Shu slowly straightened his body from the street lamp.

With a sizzling sound, the flashing street lamp was finally extinguished.

One of the [B] class experts was the first to move. Every step he took in the rain seemed to shatter the ground.

Lü Shu instantly felt that this Awakened was somewhat special. This person was actually a strength-type Awakened.

At present, there was an uproar regarding the decline of strength-type Awakened. In the end, Lü Shu encountered one of them. His opponent did not have a burly figure, but his entire body was filled with boundless power.

The opponent pulled out two black daggers from his waist and moved at a speed that was as fast as a shadow. The greatest advantage of a strength-type Awakened was their speed and power. Right from the start, the opponent had intended to quickly approach Lü Shu.

However, the next moment, Lü Shu charged forward with Shadow Bearer. The unique feature of the star map was that after advancing, Lü Shu would possess a physique similar to a strength-type Awakened. Thus, before advancing, he would be slightly weaker than an ordinary [B] class. However, after advancing, he would become much stronger.

Now that he had encountered a true strength-type Awakened, Lü Shu wanted to know what kind of effect his strength-type and swordsmanship would have!

Focusing his gaze, Lü Shu abruptly lowered his body to evade the two daggers the instant they came into contact. Next, he raised his sword, the tip of the sword piercing through the opponent's daggers like the tongue of a venomous snake, aiming directly for the opponent's lower jaw, wanting to pierce through his head!

This [B] class strength-type Awakened had originally thought that he would have the upper hand in close combat. However, he had miscalculated. Lü Shu's speed was actually slightly faster than his. After all, he was a mid-tier [B] class strength-type Awakened. Even a peak [B] class expert would not be faster than him!

In his eyes, Lü Shu's hand was empty. However, the feeling of danger that followed him like a shadow was too strong!

When the tip of the sword was about to reach his lower jaw, he was finally forced to retreat. He did not dare to gamble on whether Lü Shu truly had nothing in his hand!

Currently, Lü Shu was already an expert in swordsmanship. Coupled with the shadowless sword of Shadow Bearer, he had actually created a great deal of pressure for a strength-type Awakened of the same level!

In the process of retreating, the [B] class expert Watley could clearly see the spot where Lü Shu's sword had slashed past. Suddenly, a raindrop was sliced into two by an invisible blade. The raindrop that was sliced into two was as shocking as its own head. The opponent really did have a weapon in his hand!

However, Lü Shu's sword had missed. He had no intention of letting his opponent go. He took a small step forward, causing water to splash everywhere. The next moment, Lü Shu lowered his waist and raised his leg. Like a cannon, he ruthlessly stomped on his opponent's chest and abruptly exerted his strength!

Watley barely managed to leave two shallow wounds on Lü Shu's legs with his daggers before flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

When Lü Shu wanted to continue his pursuit, the street lamps on both sides of the road and the steel bars in the houses suddenly burst out and bombarded Lü Shu. Metal-type Awakened!

However, before these steel bars could even touch Lü Shu, the thirty-six Sparrow Yin Grey Lines had already madly shuttled back and forth in the rain. The metal bars seemed to have been smashed into pieces at the same time.

Lü Shu stopped his footsteps and calmly looked at the two people in the rainy night.

Watley slowly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. However, he no longer thought that he could finish off his opponent. At this moment, his chest was aching. If not for his strong physique as a strength-type Awakened, he was afraid that the kick just now would have broken more than half of his ribs!

The youngster in front of him stood in the rain. Just one sword and one person was like an unshakable mountain.

Blood flowed out from the two slanted wounds on Lü Shu's legs. The blood flowed along his calves into the rainwater on the ground. Like a smear of paint, it was then diluted. Lü Shu's face remained calm. "I will ask you again. You are like mad dogs who regard hunting Tengra as an honor. Have you ever thought of the consequences?"

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