nycdaug Chapter 1085 Prey or Hunter? Who's Fishing in This Game!
Chapter 1085 Prey or Hunter? Who's Fishing in This Game!
The surprise and doubt in Number 03's single eye lasted for less than half a second before being replaced by an even more sinister sneer.
Instead of being nervous, he seemed to be watching an interesting theatrical opening.
"Heh, that's interesting." Number 03's voice was extremely low, yet filled with disdain.
"These hyenas, smelling blood, think they can be lions?"
Number 04 remained tense: "They heard what that 'prophet' said, and they've made us their targets."
"So what?" Number 03 retorted, a cruel smile spreading across his face beneath the hood.
"A bunch of useless people who don't even deserve to have names, when they get together, they're still a bunch of useless people."
As he spoke, he casually put his hands back into his cloak pockets, but his fingers were rapidly forming several hand seals inside.
An invisible and intangible mark instantly transcended the barriers of space.
It is firmly locked onto a target that has just left.
Want to run?
The farther you run, the faster you die.
He can detonate the "seed" that has already been planted at any time, if he so desires.
"Don't panic," Number 03 reassured his companion, his tone carrying an arrogant air of complete control.
"The prey has been tagged; it can't escape."
"Now, let's play a game of cat and mouse with these little mice."
Number 04 finally relaxed a little.
Just then, an agent sitting in the corner stood up. He was thin and frail.
The voice, however, sounded like sandpaper rubbing: "Your Excellency Number 01, since there was a slight mishap at the trade fair,"
"For everyone's safety, I propose that we change the departure rules."
The host's voice, number 01, drifted from the platform, tinged with weariness: "What rules?"
"It's very simple, just leave in reverse order."
The gaunt agent said in a sinister tone,
"Leave in the order we came in, starting with the last one, with a one-minute interval between each person."
"That way, no one will bump into anyone outside. It's fair, isn't it?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a chorus of agreement immediately filled the church.
"That's right! I agree!"
"This is a good idea! It will prevent anyone from having any ulterior motives!"
"That's how it should be! Safety first!"
Everyone knew perfectly well that this so-called "reverse departure" was...
The goal is to leave the first few people who come in, especially the most eye-catching ones, numbers 03 and 04, until last.
They wanted to create the perfect hunting ground!
Number 01 was silent.
He certainly saw through what these people were thinking, but he was just a host.
A maintainer of order cannot openly antagonize the majority of his agents.
"...Alright." Number 01 finally gave in.
"Then leave in reverse order, with a one-minute interval between each person."
Upon hearing this result, Number 03 was not angry at all; instead, he chuckled softly.
"Look, this is the wisdom of ants," he said mockingly to Number 04.
"They thought they had set a perfect trap, but they didn't even know what their prey looked like."
"They didn't even bother to think about why that 'prophet' was able to walk away so easily."
Greed is always the best bait.
It is also the most deadly poison.
Soon, the last agent stood up, pushed open the wooden door under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and disappeared into the mist.
A minute later, the second to last one also left.
The atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive, and fewer and fewer people remained in the church, but the murderous intent in the air grew stronger.
When it was number 05's turn, ranked tenth, he practically launched himself off the ground, not wanting to linger for even half a second longer.
He must secure the best ambush position!
Number 05 rushed out of the church and plunged into the ruins.
He spotted a section of broken wall with an excellent view and was about to hide inside when a low growl came from the shadows beside him: "Get lost! Someone's already here!"
Number 05 cursed under his breath and could only turn away dejectedly in another direction.
He then spotted a gap in a collapsed clock tower, but before he could get close...
Two unfriendly gazes shot out from inside, carrying a strong warning.
"Damn it! A bunch of starving ghosts reincarnated!"
Number 05 was furious. They were like a flock of vultures, staring intently at the church entrance, waiting for the two fattest "prey" to come out.
Left with no other option, Number 05 could only find a bunch of inconspicuous ruins a little distance from the gate.
He curled himself up inside, leaving only his eyes showing, staring intently at the wooden door that was about to unleash a killing spree.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Finally, a figure shrouded in a large cloak emerged.
It's the 04nd!
coming!
Almost simultaneously, all the agents lying in ambush all around tensed up, and the air seemed to freeze.
Everyone's breathing became heavy, and their eyes gleamed with greed and madness.
It's now!
Number 05 could no longer contain his excitement and killing intent; he was determined to make his move before anyone else!
As long as he can take down the opponent, even if it's just a serious injury, he can take the initiative in the subsequent division of spoils!
"boom!"
The ground beneath Number 05's feet suddenly exploded, sending him flying like a cannonball.
Roaring, it burst forth from the ruins with all its might, charging straight toward the figure who had just stepped out of the church.
He wanted to use this earth-shattering blow to announce the start of this hunt!
"Prepare to die, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen!"
A loud shout echoed through the ruins.
However, the moment the roar came out, Number 05 froze.
His pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints in mid-air.
and many more……
Whose name did I call out?
Lin Qiye?
Wu Hen?
Aren't those the names of the "prophet" and his companion who just ran away?
Why should I call out their names?
No! That's not right! My target is Number 04! The agent of the Twin Gods!
An incredibly absurd and terrifying thought struck his mind like lightning.
At that very moment, all the agents around them who were also preparing to pounce froze in place.
They heard Number 05's roar.
The sound echoed clearly in everyone's ears.
The entire ruins instantly fell into an eerily silent atmosphere.
Everyone froze, as if a pause button had been pressed.
The greedy look on their faces had not yet faded when it was replaced by a great confusion and fear.
Why did the names of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen ring out in the trap to kill No. 04?
It felt like a group of hunters had carefully dug a pit, waiting for a tiger to fall in.
Suddenly, a cold hand, belonging to no one, reached out from the pit and grabbed the ankles of all the hunters.