"Filthy beast."
Emerson cursed in a low voice. Having long prepared himself, he rolled on the ground and dodged the sneak attack from behind.
Bang!
In the next moment, a fireball exploded in front him, blasting a rock that was half the height of a human into powder.
The heat wave created by the impact even caused the Red-scaled Fire Python's meat that had fallen to the ground to emit a burning smell.
It was enough to see just how terrifying the power of this fireball was.
If Emerson did not have the time to react earlier and had taken this fireball head-on, even if his physique had reached the level of a tier 9 genetic warrior, it would have hurt him.
From the looks of it, they were trying to kill him without any hesitation.
Emerson stood up coldly and turned his head, looking at the squad of genetic warriors.
"Oh?"
1 of the members had a look of surprise on his face. Clearly, he did not expect that Emerson, a man without an identity card, would be able to dodge his fatal sneak attack.
However, he did not take it to heart.
The hunters in the dark forest possessed extremely high vigilance, and they also possessed an excellent sense of danger. Thus, they was not surprised when they saw him did something that normal people could not do.
Emerson was going to die in the end, but he might die a little slower.
"George, let's end this quickly," said a man beside him with a gloomy face.
"Don't worry, captain. It's just a hunter."
The man who launched the sneak attack sneered. Fire elements quickly gathered in his palm as he aimed at Emerson's head. "Let's see how you dodge this."
Whoosh!
A beam of light shot out at lightning speed!
Emerson narrowed his eyes and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart. He wanted to kill the man immediately, but he turned around and ran into the dark forest at the side.
He could kill him, but there was no need.
Killing the man was certainly fun and cool.
However, there were 4 of them. If he did that, he would only end up in a passive position.
Everyone was a tier 9 genetic warrior. Although Emerson had the advantage in attributes, he could not be so arrogant.
Furthermore, the combat experience of the other party, as well as the coordination between them, were definitely much stronger than Emerson had imagined.
Emerson quickly made up his mind.
However, even though he was escaping, he tried his best to control his speed to barely dodge their attacks.
After that, he fled into the dark forest.
"What a cunning guy"
Looking at Emerson whose figure was covered by the dense fog, George was frustrated. He looked at the Red-scaled Fire Python's meat that was left on the ground and asked, "Captain, are we still chasing him?"
"Yes."
The captain responded to George, "Remember, I want him alive. I want to know the whereabouts of the Red-scaled Fire Python."
"Okay!"
George was about to rush into the dark forest, but he was stopped by the captain.
"Be careful. He's agile. Pay attention!" The captain seemed to have noticed something fishy and reminded George.
Hearing this, George also paid attention. He said to the thin man beside him, "Chris, you follow me."
Chris nodded silently and followed him in the direction that Emerson had left.
"Alan, go and clean up the meat. Don't let others know about the situation here."
"Yes."
...
After stepping into the dark forest, George and Chris walked carefully through the fog.
George wanted to see more clearly, so he activated his fire-type power and opened up a visible space.
"We didn't bring the Broken Sight Bead. Quickly deactivate your elemental power! Idiot!"
Chris shouted loudly. He really did not know why the captain would let a newbie chase after an experienced hunter.
George, who was scolded, was stunned. Only then did he remember something and quickly deactivate his power.
Rustle...
However, it was already too late. A cacophony of voices started echoing in the empty forest, giving off a terrifying feeling of loneliness.
Clearly, something was approaching them.
Emerson, who was already sitting on a branch above them, had long noticed them. When he saw them acting in such a manner, he could not help but chuckle.
"Fools. It seems that I've overestimated them."
Initially, he had thought that they were a well-trained genetic warrior squad that had gone through countless life-and-death experiences.
However, he had not expected that they would make such a low-level mistake. They should not use any light source in the dark forest.
As everyone knew, the mutated creatures in the dark forest lived in darkness all year round.
Any single spark would attract the attention of a large number of mutated creatures.
When Emerson had made a fire to roast the meat back then, he had only dared to do so because he had used the unique smell of the Red-scale Fire Python's soul pill to intimidate the creatures at the outermost region of the dark forest.
Otherwise, he would have had to use the Broken Sight Bead that Chris had mentioned a moment ago.
It was a kind of camouflage tool that could form a pitch-black barrier within a certain range, preventing any sound or light from being transmitted out.
Buzz... Buzz...
A sound suddenly rang out in front of them.
It seemed to come from nearby.
"It seems like I don't even need to make a move."
Emerson chuckled and got up to climb to a higher position.
Having already experienced countless life-and-death experiences in the dark forest, Emerson naturally knew what was coming.
Decaying Blood Moth!
Although the moth was not even considered a quasi-tier 9 mutated creature, it possessed an extremely troublesome ability.
Once bitten by that thing, the blood in one's body would be corrupted due to infection in a very short period of time, and one would quickly die.
Ordinary genetic warriors would avoid it if they encountered it.
George, who was below Emerson, was keenly aware of the abnormality.
However, they had no way of escaping.
The sound of vibrating currents could be heard from all directions. Countless Decaying Blood Moths had already surrounded them.
"Damn hunter, if I catch him, I'll definitely chop off his legs!"
George blamed all of this on Emerson. He shouted as the fire in his palm suddenly lit up. Countless fire elements gushed out from his body, forming a flame barrier to protect himself.
Due to the intense light source and heat, the moths of became even more agitated, launching wave after wave of attacks on them.
Countless Decaying Blood Moths were turned into ashes because of the flame barrier. The barrier was constantly being attacked, stirring up countless waves of flames.
Chris, who was not weaker than him, opened his hands and held a huge shield and long knife in his hands.
The long knife looked common, like an ordinary tier 8 creature soul weapon.
However, the shield was a special. No one knew what grade of creature soul it was, but when Chris waved the shield, it could actually create a water-blue barrier that covered a 180 degree angle. The moths would die if it touched it.
"Excellent weapon!"
Emerson immediately took a fancy to the shield and began to think about how to get it.