The dark night, the blood, the slaughter, and the coldness that flowed through the pores of the thick protective suits stimulated the madness in Poison Fang's hearts.
Kill, kill, kill! Until they could no longer move a muscle.
The cross erected at the center of the square bore witness to the madness of Poison Fang.
After the commotion, the ruined cross field was filled with blood, flesh, flying sand, stone fragments, metal wreckage, and fire...
In less than fifteen minutes, all that was left of the ten thousand or so people was a single spaceplane and two fighter jets engaged in a final battle.
Silin and Huimao watched everything quietly. They hadn't stayed around the cross field before this. Using a beast's sense of smell to create traps was something Cillin often did. That was why Cillin had left behind a special scent that could be retained for a longer period of time from the moment he stepped onto Poison Fang's transport, to the great hall, and all the way until he set up the trap at the cross field. It was all for the sake of gathering the group of people at the cross field.
Now that all the scanners in the area had been destroyed and Caragno's pets had been killed a long time ago, Silin and Huimao approached the cross field and watched the final madness of Poison Fang in the sky.
"Silin, leave the last three to me." Huimao had been holding back for a long time. Originally, Huimao was going to show off his might when Silin forbade him from attacking. He was incredibly disappointed now.
"No, it's already come to this. You should just stay put and see if there are any survivors on the ground. Let's finish them off and fish out their emblems."
Silin had his own concerns. He didn't want Huimao to expose too much of himself.
A minute later, the two fighter jets were destroyed and the spaceplane exploded in midair. Everything returned to normal.
After a moment of silence, Caragno's voice rang.
"Hehe, Vanguard Division Six Silin, you've surprised this king!" Although he was laughing, there was an indescribable coldness in his voice.
Skeleton King Caragno slowly walked out of a half-collapsed building like he was taking a stroll. The collapsed buildings didn't seem to affect the Skeleton King at all.
In the past, Carranio would've never believed that fifty thousand people were annihilated in two hours or so, and Cillin hadn't even done anything himself. Moreover, these people had not died cleanly. It could be said that these fifty thousand people had been forced to their deaths step by step. They had experienced terror, despair, helplessness, and the process of their lives slipping away.
From the moment Silin stepped into the cross field, Caragno had locked his gaze onto Silin. His night vision was pretty good. He stared closely at Silin, afraid that he would escape in the next moment. However, Silin did not plan to escape. It was time to end this matter.
To Caragno, the death of a hundred thousand people stationed on the planet really wasn't that big of a blow. Even if these hundred thousand people were gone, he could just take a stroll around Sector V and gather new batches of 'Poison Fang'. Moreover, there were plenty of desperadoes in the galaxy, and a hundred thousand people was just a number.
Therefore, to Caragno, the most important thing was not the death of these hundred thousand people, but Silin himself. Caragno was going to tear this devil-like brat into a thousand pieces, burn his bones, and scatter his ashes!
Swoosh!
Caragno charged at Silin like lightning. Under the scattered firelight, Silin could see his body clearly. His body had doubled in size, and there were curved fangs growing out of his torso. There was also a huge black shadow behind Caragno. That was his tail, a barbed tail. When he was charging, the tail swung to increase his momentum and speed.
Silin knew that Caragno wasn't a normal human, but he didn't think that Caragno's true form would look like this. Moreover, the information Shotton had shown Silin didn't contain Caragno's true situation either. It had to be said that Caragno had hidden himself very well. It was likely that even Émouse, who had been hiding in Poison Fang for so many years, didn't know Caragno's true appearance.
As Caragno got closer, a thick, murderous aura hit him in the face. No wonder those 'Birds of Paradise' didn't dare approach him. It was likely that those little parasites didn't affect Caragno much. At most, they would be a little bit at the time, but they would be forced to death by Caragno later on. Caragno's mask and thick protective clothing were all for show. In reality, Caragno didn't need them at all!
This was suppression, true suppression. It was a power that completely surpassed a normal human's ability in genetic state. Perhaps Caragno didn't belong to a single genus. He might be an unconventional person who possessed the bloodline of several genera and absorbed the advantages of each species to become the Skeleton King he was today.
Silin thought that his physical constitution was pretty good, especially when he was in a solidified state. However, it was only after he clashed with Caragno that he realized just how strong this Skeleton King was.
He blocked both Caragno's hand and Caragno's sweeping tail at the same time. His arm felt numb for a moment. What kind of physique was this?!
He bent his body and backed away, avoiding the two rows of sharp teeth on Caragno's torso. To be more precise, they could be considered the specialized bones on Caragno's torso.
He looked huge, but his movements were nimble and his attack speed was very fast. Coupled with his physical advantage of having two hands, two legs, a tail and the two rows of specialized bones on his torso, Silin really couldn't do anything to him for now.
Even the current Silin wouldn't be able to get the upper hand in a head-on clash. Caragno was rich in combat experience, and he knew the weaknesses of humans. His attacks were swift and fierce, and every one of his attacks carried the determination to kill. As the king of Poison Fang, Caragno's presence was overwhelming. A normal person wouldn't have the courage to resist just standing in front of Caragno, much less fight him.
Silin retreated step by step while blocking Caragno's attacks. Caragno was so strong that Silin had no choice but to retreat every time he blocked an attack to neutralize the impact. At the same time, he had to deal with the rain of fists, claws and annoying tail.
Cillin parried the claws with long, sharp nails and dodged to the side. Then, he leapt into the air and kicked Carranio's sweeping tail. Using the force of the tail, he jumped backwards.
While he was in the air, two guns appeared in Silin's hands. Bang bang bang...
The bullets flew at Carranio from the front and two sides. Carranio, who was chasing after him, did not dodge. His tail flattened and covered Carranio's body like a cloak. When the bullets collided with his tail, the sound of metal clanging could be heard.
The bullets that hit Caragno's tail would at most leave a mark or break the surface layer of skin. It would recover in no time.
Silin narrowed his eyes. When he landed on the ground, he exerted strength in his legs and continued to retreat. This time, it wasn't bullets but flying knives. They weren't much slower than bullets, and they attacked from three directions at the same time. Caragno used the same method and widened his flattened tail to cover his body. The flying knives made cracking sounds when they hit his tail. However, the cracking sound was followed by the sound of corrosion.
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