The boss had already anticipated the attack and dodged the Fireball, but his underlings behind him were not so lucky.
The black Fireball struck one squarely in the face. He tried to slap the flas away, but the combination of Blood Fuel and Black Flas only made the fire burn hotter. His efforts failed completely. The flas consud him faster than he could react, and he never even got a chance to scream. The fire continued until his body turned entirely to ash.
“Soone’s dead! He actually killed him!” the announcer shouted, then fled the scene.
Han Wu frowned and sent another Fireball streaking toward the announcer. He scread in agony, but no one was there to hear him. It was dayti, and everyone else was busy with their work.
The remaining four fighters watched in shock. The black Fireball seed impossible to resist—it killed anyone it touched without rcy.
Han Wu decided none of them deserved to live. He aid both hands at them like pistols and unleashed tens of mini-bullets made from the sa black flas. These fighters had spent their ti bullying the weak under their boss’ protection; they were not worth sparing.
The four n scread as the black flas engulfed them, dying within seconds. Han Wu dispatched all five fighters and the announcer in less than half a minute.
The boss felt a chill crawl up his spine. He had thought himself capable of facing danger, but Han Wu’s cold ruthlessness surpassed anything he had imagined. Not only was Han Wu willing to kill without hesitation, but the black Fireball itself carried an eerie, unnatural power.
Running seed the only option, but Han Wu would not allow it. He launched another black Fireball, controlling it with his strong ntal focus until it expanded into a wall of flas that blocked any escape.
The wall looked thin, almost fragile, yet the boss knew better. One wrong move, and the black flas would ignite his body instantly, leaving him to die like the announcer and his fighters.
Desperation stripped his pride. Using the most earnest tone he could muster, he pleaded, “Wait, I admit my wrongdoings. I won’t co and seek trouble with you anymore. I swear.”
Unfortunately, Han Wu had already decided to kill him. He activated his other two Skills. Life Shield materialized as a green barrier around his body, while Vigor surged through him, amplifying his potential. In that state, Han Wu felt untouchable. If he were rated within the Divine Civilization, he would rival a Unique life form.
The boss realized Han Wu intended no rcy when he saw the shield and steadied himself. He had survived countless battles, and he resolved to fight back. “It seems you’ve decided to kill no matter what. In that case, I will bring you down with .”
He unleashed his most devastating Skill, Mighty Shove. By channeling energy into a single, concentrated strike, he could inflict catastrophic damage.
With a dull thud, the boss collided with Han Wu. The force shattered Han Wu’s Life Shield despite the boost from Vigor. The impact rocked him, but it bought him enough ti to twist his body and redirect most of the blow. In the end, he erged with only minor injuries, having withstood the overwhelming force.
At the sa ti, a small black Fireball struck the boss’ shoulder. The dark flas consud his flesh, igniting with an intensity that sent him reeling.
“Fuck!” The boss stumbled backward and clawed at the flas. He hesitated at the last mont, recalling how his n had tried to extinguish them, only for the fire to flare higher and consu them entirely.
Pain shot through his limb and body as the flas intensified. He gritted his teeth and made a desperate decision. With the last of his strength, he tore off his own arm and threw it to the ground. The fire flared brighter and reduced it to ash. Ignoring his wound, he clutched it fiercely and fled like a madman.
Han Wu charged up and summoned a massive black Fireball. With precise control, he directed it straight at the boss, and the flas consud him completely.
The boss writhed within the black inferno, but he could not escape. In the end, the fire claid him, leaving nothing but ash.
Han Wu exhaled deeply, relief washing over him as if a trendous weight had lifted from his shoulders.
“What an idiot. Threatening my family with so little strength? That’s why you died first,” Han Wu muttered.
He returned ho to fetch tools to erase any trace of the scene. He had to erase every trace that soone had been cremated there and ensure the neighbors would notice nothing.
The night passed in quiet calm.
The next day, Han Wu received a ssage from ng Qi. They had prepared all the necessary equipnt and could depart for the Survival Site imdiately. After informing his parents, he packed so clothes and set out for their agreed eting place.
Soon, the trio arrived, and ng Qi urged Han Wu to change into the new equipnt. They had purchased armor and so weapons for him.
Han Wu realized at once that the gear was of extraordinary quality, far beyond what 100,000 credits could purchase. He understood that Leng Ning and Xiang ng must have secretly contributed. He had always repaid kindness with greater kindness, so he vowed in his heart to protect their lives no matter the cost.
Once they finished preparing, the three climbed into a jeep and set out for the Survival Site. The vehicle rumbled along winding paths that cut across several mountains before they reached their destination: the Dragon Seal.
According to legend, a true Great Dragon had once been sealed within that mountain range. In truth, there was not even a drake in the area, much less a Great Dragon. Even so, the site was notorious for its dangers. Almost no one ventured there, since countless powerful creatures road the terrain, their strength enhanced by consuming the rare herbs that grew in abundance.
The trio had two goals.
First, to locate herbs they could consu to increase their own potential. If they found herbs unsuitable for direct use, they could still harvest them to refine or sell for profit.
Second, to test themselves against the Dragon Seal’s ranking board. Anyone who survived there for a set number of days could inscribe their na, and the longer one endured, the higher the ranking. If one were to be ranked first, they would be able to get Assists from others from ti to ti out of admiration.
Once outfitted, they packed food for three days and stepped into the Survival Site.
Inside, ng Qi spoke first, his tone firm. “Everyone, we must stay alert. A single spider, an octopus, or even a blade of grass could end us here.”
“I understand.” Han Wu nodded and kept his head constantly turning, scanning for threats in every direction.
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