Chapter 10: The Killer in the Shadows

Luo and Ling were recuperating at their residence in Momo Village, and the injury to Ling's back was not as easy as she had imagined. Luo felt a little guilty about this, he obviously put on a protective suit made of composite fibers for the girl, how could he be cut by the group of hooligans? The weapons of those hooligans were at most similar to the equipment of the sandmen, and the protective clothing should not be pierced. But Luo looked at the protective suit he took off from the girl, and the striking crack on his back made Luo feel a sense of crisis. In the conflict with the Wild Hunting Gang, there must be other forces mixed in, and it is impossible for anyone in the Wild Hunting Gang to hurt Ling like this.

"Hey, baby seal!" the girl was still lying on the bed, her back wound preventing her from strenuous activity for a week. "I'm hungry, make me something to eat for my sister!"

Now that the girl is badly injured, Lo has no choice but to take good care of her until the wound heals. He boiled a pot of hot water and poured it into a stone bowl filled with breadcrumbs. This is the most commonly eaten food by scavengers, and it is simple to brew with boiling water to make the powder expand into a loaf of bread. These breads have no taste, but they can satisfy hunger and provide enough energy for scavengers. After making the bread, Luo did not give it to the girl, but took a bite of it himself.

"Bastard, do you have any grace, I'm a wounded woman. Ling's face flushed with rage, and she almost wanted to get out of bed and beat the boy hard. But the next moment, Ling smelled a strong smell of meat, and Luo took a bowl of beef and put it next to her bed. This was the canned beef that Luo had brought with him, and he guessed that the girl might have eaten breadcrumbs for a long time and wanted her to change the taste.

Ling grabbed the beef directly with her hand, and the action was not elegant at all, but it was in line with her big grinning character. Ling couldn't help but tears fell as she chewed the piece of meat in her mouth, she hadn't eaten such delicious food since she came to the Land of Chaos. The mutated beasts of the Chaos Lands taste rotten, foul-smelling, and toxin-ridden flesh. In this place, only the wealthy merchants and legions could eat the special food transported in from outside, and the common people could only eat this tasteless bread flour.

"Sister, is the beef so delicious?" Luo couldn't help but laugh quietly as she looked at the tears hanging from the girl's face.

"Shut up for me!" Ling glared at Luo fiercely, although she was very fierce to Luo on the surface, she was very moved in her heart, she could feel the kindness and gentleness in this young man's heart. Just as Ling was immersed in the delicious taste of beef, the boy suddenly asked her an intriguing question.

"Sister, remember who cut such a deep wound in your back?"

Ling was stunned for a moment, she had been very weak these days, only caring about recuperating her energy, and her memory after activating the power of the totem in her mind was very vague. She struggled to think back to what happened a week ago:

Blue flames rose from behind her, gradually taking the shape of a ghost. The ghost god is like Ling's shadow, no matter how she moves, it will follow her. With the blessing of the "Asura" totem, Ling's movements were ghostly, and she shuttled through the crowd of hooligans, and the katana in her hand only needed a slight stroke to make a blood flower bloom in the crowd. Time seemed to stand still for her, and the movement of the hooligans wielding their knives seemed to her to be slow. When Ling stopped and put away her katana, countless sword lights flashed behind her, and most of the group of hooligans fell. The butcher was also slashed dozens of times, and these wounds were much deeper than before, but these wounds could not be fatal due to his perverted self-healing ability.

Ling continued to move her feet, her strange steps leaving an afterimage in her path, and the butcher's undisciplined attacks could not even touch the corners of the girl's clothes. However, the power of the totem was not without a price, Ling felt that the power in her body was rapidly depleting, and her consciousness was blurred, and she was now fighting with all her body instincts. A dark blue flame passed from her back to the katana in her hand, and the flames enveloped the blade. Ling stretched out his arms, holding the flaming katana horizontally in his left hand, the blade imbued with mysterious and terrifying power, and a piercing roar sounded.

Ling leaped to his feet and clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, cutting a graceful arc in the air. When she landed lightly on the ground behind the butcher, the butcher's body had been cut in half. The dark blue flames burned over the remaining half of his body, which was still struggling and wriggling. At this time, Ling walked over to the half of the body and sliced his katana into it. The desire to kill in her heart at this moment swelled infinitely, and half of the butcher's body was cut into pieces in the blink of an eye.

The side effects of the totem are becoming more and more obvious, not only is her physical strength drained slightly, but her mind has also become blurred, the will to kill in her body is completely out of control, and the hooligans have been slaughtered by her, so they can only vent on the butcher's remnants. With the loss of physical strength, the dark blue flames behind Ling gradually weakened, the shadow of ghosts and gods also loomed, and the will to kill gradually faded. Ling breathed a sigh of relief, the power of the totem began to weaken, and the eroding effect on her consciousness also declined. A sharp pain of torn flesh was transmitted to Ling's brain, and the sudden pain caused Ling to let out an angry battle cry! She realized that there were other enemies she had neglected, and turned around and brandished her katana to slash at the enemies behind her. It was a masked assassin with a silver scimitar in his hand. He didn't look like a Wild Hunter in terms of his appearance, and the Assassin's excellent stealth ability and sophisticated weapons in his hands were not something that the Wild Hunt gangsters could have.

Ling continued to let out that desolate and majestic battle cry, a tradition in the nation of samurai, who believed in bringing out their potential in times of desperation. The battle cry refreshed Ling's spirit, and the dark blue flames behind him rekindled. The assassin had obviously miscalculated, he didn't expect that this female warrior still had so much power left in her body. The Assassin would have fallen into a disadvantage if he didn't kill with a single hit, and the mysterious Assassin clearly didn't intend to confront Ling head-on, wrapping his cloak around his body and disappearing into Ling's field of vision out of thin air. Ling closed her eyes, and the power of the totem strengthened her intuition several times. Ling stepped forward, leaving a strange afterimage behind him, and the katana stabbed the hidden assassin. The long knife stabbed into the Assassin's abdomen, dark blue flames scorching his flesh. But the Assassin didn't make any noise, as if he didn't feel the pain. He raised the scimitar that assassinated Ling and slashed at the samurai long knife in Ling's hand, the long knife had already been damaged by too strong a force, and the blade was split in half in an instant. Ling looked at the mutilated katana in her hand in shock, and the weapon that had accompanied her since she was a child was destroyed in this way.

Ling didn't lose her composure, she still had several short swords strapped to her legs. However, the assassin did not continue to attack Ling, and the wound in his abdomen was not light. The Assassin pulled out the mutilated blade, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and retreated backwards before disappearing.

"Get out of that boy!" the Assassin said as he left.