Chapter 535 - 325: Insta-killing 36 Illusions! The Tier Four Snake God Shall Be Slain Today

Facing this deadly three-pronged encirclement, Han Feng showed no trace of panic. Instead, a cold smile touched his lips, his eyes looking at them as if they were already dead.

The very instant the three Poisoned Bone Blades were about to touch the surface of his Escapee Type II Spirit Armor, his figure vanished into thin air without any warning.

SWISH!

The full-force attacks of the three Phantom Guards all missed, their Bone Blades slicing through the air with a sharp screech. Their guaranteed killing blows seemed to have struck nothing but an empty illusion.

The three top-tier assassins were stunned.

’What kind of Body Technique is that? It’s even stranger than the Shadow Voidification we take so much pride in!’

Just as they hesitated in shock and confusion, preparing to retreat into their void phase, a faint ripple appeared in the Space behind one of the Phantom Guards.

Han Feng’s figure silently emerged.

He was like a shadow cast from a higher dimension, his movements completely silent. The black Broken Star Short Sword in his hand was already pressed against the back of the Phantom Guard’s neck.

PFFT!

The blade slid precisely between the gaps in its scales and emerged from the other side, drawing a spray of black blood.

The body of the Tier Three Peak Elite Assassin went rigid, and the light in its eyes quickly faded.

Even in death, it couldn’t comprehend how the enemy had appeared behind it.

Its body dropped out of its phased state, crashing onto the cold metal deck with a dull thud.

"One down."

Han Feng’s voice was as cold as if he were just counting numbers.

His figure blurred on the spot once more, as if about to dissolve into the air.

"Watch out! He can see us!"

The two remaining Phantom Guards finally reacted, letting out a piercing mental shriek as they sent the highest-level warning to all their comrades.

They no longer hesitated, their bodies twisting into two distorted shadows as they attempted to retreat back into the void.

But it was too late.

Han Feng gave them no such chance.

HUMMM!

An invisible ripple spread out from him.

[Three-Inch Heart Sword]!

The two Phantom Guards who were about to go void-phased convulsed violently, as if their heads had been struck by an invisible sledgehammer.

Their void-phasing process was interrupted, and their movements froze for a fraction of a second.

When experts clash, life and death are decided in an instant.

Han Feng’s figure moved like a phantom between the two, his Broken Star Short Sword carving two cold arcs through the air.

Two more soft slicing sounds followed.

Two hideous Snake Lizard People heads flew into the air, their black blood splattering across the pure white bulkhead in a shocking display.

After dealing with the immediate threat, Han Feng didn’t pause.

In the vision of his [Eye of Insight], the interior of the massive transport ship looked like a glass container filled with red stains.

At least thirty more Phantom Guards were running rampant in the various cabins and corridors, slaughtering the logistics soldiers and technicians who had lost their command.

’Perfect. I’ll test my new moves on you.’

With a thought, the light on the surface of Han Feng’s Escapee Type II Spirit Armor began to distort.

[Phantom Stealth] function, activated!

His figure completely vanished from the hallway, leaving not even a trace of his presence behind.

...

Deck Three, outside Fire Control Room Seven.

This was Hell.

Squad Leader Ma Changxing’s face was covered in blood. He leaned against the alloy wall, the barrel of the heavy blast rifle in his hands glowing red-hot.

A headless corpse lay at his feet.

It was his subordinate, Xiaolin, who was only twenty-one. Just last night, he had been telling Ma Changxing that after this mission, he would use his saved-up military pay to buy a bigger house for his grandmother in the Outer City.

Moments ago, Xiaolin had been helping Ma Changxing feed an ammo belt.

There was no warning. They saw no enemy.

Xiaolin’s head had simply fallen off, and blood from his severed neck had sprayed all over Ma Changxing’s face.

"Come out! You bastards! Come out!"

Ma Changxing’s eyes were Crimson, like a crazed beast’s. He sprayed frantic bursts of fire down the empty corridor.

RAT-A-TAT-TAT-TAT!

The explosive rounds erupted in a shower of sparks against the walls but failed to hit even a shadow of the enemy.

The fear of an unseen, untouchable enemy was more agonizing than death itself.

"Squad Leader Ma... wha... what do we do... I can’t see them!"

The last remaining communications soldier cowered in a corner, clutching a long-empty laser pistol and shaking uncontrollably.

"Don’t be afraid! I’m still alive, and I’ll die protecting you!"

Ma Changxing slapped in his last magazine and stood in front of the comms soldier.

Even though he knew it was useless.

An extremely faint ripple disturbed the air, carrying a nauseating, foul stench.

Ma Changxing’s pupils contracted violently.

’It’s here!’

Less than two meters away from him, the air distorted. A pale, scaled claw materialized from nowhere and shot straight for his heart.

Too fast.

There was no time to dodge.

Ma Changxing closed his eyes in despair. His finger was locked on the trigger, but he never got the chance to pull it.

’If this is death, so be it. Xiaolin, your squad leader is coming to join you.’

SCHLICK!

The sound of a blade sinking into flesh echoed.

But the excruciating pain he expected never came.

Ma Changxing waited for two seconds before dazedly opening his eyes.

He saw the claw, which had been only centimeters from his chest, now hanging limply.

The revealed Snake Lizard People assassin collapsed to the ground like a boneless heap. At some point, a thumb-sized hole had appeared in the back of its head.

There wasn’t even any blood. The edges of the wound showed charred, carbonized marks, clearly indicating it had been pierced by some kind of instantaneous burst of high-temperature Energy.