Ps: The dark figure No. 2 and No. 1 in the last two chapters got reversed. No. 1 is the current one, and No. 2 is the idiot playing with ants. It has been corrected. Thanks to the reader for the reminder.

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Clang!

Swish swish swish.

In the blink of an eye, the fist that was meant to stab collided with a piece of bone shards, but not with the Mask, instead, it struck the white bone thorns growing from the opponent's shoulder.

It was like a dense fortress of trees that blocked layer upon layer of crossbow bolts shot from afar against the tree trunks.

The dark figure No. 1's fists ultimately stopped 1 centimeter away from Feng Mu's face, just matching the distance from his chest to the circle of ribs, stopped dead.

Neither advanced an inch, nor could they advance an inch.

Inches between them, was the distance between life and death.

The dark figure No. 1's ankle was caught, his fists were locked, leaving him with only one leg, unable to pose any further threat.

His dark face turned red with suppressed rage, and his eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the face revealed in front of him, incredulously saying, "It's you?"

In a split second, Feng Mu completed his enhancement, his agility skyrocketing from 2.2 to 4.2, nearly doubling again.

The bones seemed to lighten; in just a moment, the mask on his face sloughed off, and the bone thorns on his shoulder simultaneously surged.

[Molded Embryo (white)] allowed manipulation of the bone form, which could only appear simultaneously in two separate parts. Switching between different parts originally had a bit of a gap, or what might be called a casting time.

But the surge in agility shortened this moment.

Of course, there was still a gap, but this fleeting gap was no longer something the dark figure No. 1 could catch.

In the eyes of dark figure No. 1, the synchronized switch between the falling mask and the frantically growing bone spurs appeared to be zero-seconds delay.

He stared closely from a distance at the face he had seen not long ago, his pupils constricting sharply, never having expected the sinister bone face to hide this face underneath.

Isn't this the new incinerator worker at the crematorium?

We were even planning to use him to lure the Lame Monster that covets the Black Core. How could it be him?

Feng Mu's eyes lost their ferocity, his face returning to calm, as if reverting to the slightly tense and awkward look from their first meeting, yet his tone was exceptionally calm: "Yes, it's me."

The dark figure No. 1 heard this resolute answer, his face shifting back and forth between gloomy and bright.

He seemed to realize that he and his companions had been utterly deceived, but alongside this realization came even more bewildering questions and fears.

Are you just a mere cremator?

Did you make up the Lame Monster?

Did you discover the secrets of the Black Core?

You can control the Calamity Corpses freely, you're with the church, yet isn't this research still at the theoretical stage? How is this possible?

Who exactly are you?

Feng Mu paid no heed to the complex psychological activities of the dark figure No. 1. Without any further ado, he immediately used his fingers to hook and sever the opponent's remaining two hand tendons and his last foot tendon.

Only breaking the limbs and leaving one limb for the enemy, no one could say Feng Mu wasn't merciful enough.

Watching the other, limbs severed, lying motionless on the ground, Feng Mu finally retracted the protruding bone, returning to a human semblance.

Now he could safely engage in a "reunion of old friends" with his opponent.

Outside the fracture word building, at a distance, in a car waiting with its lights off.

Ma Wei sat rigidly, his hands still on the steering wheel, palms sweaty, occasionally turning his head to look out the car window.

Ma Bin was quite calm; he was convinced that the one who would ultimately walk out of the building would certainly be [Mask].

Even though [Mask]'s initial 1v3 record was exaggerated, even though [Mask] repeatedly emphasized that he was also a strategic member, even though Ma Bin had never witnessed [Mask]'s true abilities firsthand.

Moreover, [Mask]'s character was extremely nasty, but precisely because of these factors, Ma Bin instead had full confidence in [Mask]'s inevitable victory.

This was a villain embodying insidiousness, deceit, and baseness, and now being his [Online], it gave him a sense of security he didn't even want to admit.

"Here he comes," Ma Wei got out of the car immediately, going to open the trunk.

Ma Bin remained in the passenger seat, indifferently glancing at the rearview mirror, then re-fitted his seat belt.

Feng Mu tossed the dark figure No. 1 into the trunk single-handedly, like he was handling a chick.

The previously spacious trunk suddenly became crowded.

Boss Zheng, who had a head in his arms, lay flat, while the dark figure No. 1, with limbs crippled, fit into a twisted pose, curled up across, his dark face landing right under Boss Zheng's crotch.

The three of them looked at each other, no one uttering a word.

Ma Wei gave it a quick look, hastily closed the trunk, then went ahead to open the back car door, resembling a loyal lackey ready to serve.

The car started, heading to the next location.

....

Arriving at the next location.

Ma Wei dug a hole in the ground, while Ma Bin stood expressionless on the side, continuously twirling that eyeball in his hand, and the dark-figure No. 1 was carried out from the trunk, left lying on the ground with his head turned to the side.

The ground was dug, uncovering three suitcase handles one, two, three.

When the first two were unearthed, Ma Bin's corner of the eye twitched slightly, and when the third suitcase was dug up, dark figure No. 1's eyes widened, a face already resigned to death showing strong emotional fluctuations.

Feng Mu patted the mud off the suitcase, opened the last one, revealing the neatly arranged Big Black Cores inside.

The last trace of fantasy in dark figure No. 1's heart was also snuffed out as he stared fixedly at Feng Mu, faltering with trembling teeth: "Why is the suitcase with you?"

Feng Mu squatted down halfway, took out one Big Black Core, then took out a Little Black Core, placing both in front of dark figure No. 1's head.

Ma Wei continued to dig the hole, preparing to use it for burial later, a task he was quite practiced at.

While digging, he quietly stole glances sideways with the corner of his eye.

The pitch-black night, the head lying on the ground filled with excitement, faced with the Black Cores emitting a faint glow, along with that mask forever without emotional fluctuations.

It was like a painting, evil yet elegant, sinister yet powerful, imprinting into Ma Wei's eyes, becoming a nightmare haunting his subconscious from now on.

Also like a seed, shivering yet elated, terrified yet fascinated, planting into Ma Wei's soul, becoming a desire quietly budding in his inner heart.

[Mask] gently caressed the Black Core, his voice cold and elegant with a metallic quality, devoid of any coercion, standing in stark contrast to the bulging veins and muffled roar of the face on the ground.

It was as if a calm doctor was comforting his agitated mentally ill friend.

He said, "Don't worry, I know you have many questions, just as I have some of my own. We can exchange one question for one question."

"Rest assured, I'm someone who values fairness and reasoning the most. I won't force you. The night is still long; you can take your time considering."

"Once you've made up your mind, first answer me a question. How were these Big Black Cores processed?"

"Ma Wei, don't get distracted, focus on digging the hole, dig it a bit deeper, ensure our friends feel comfortable after moving in."

The dark figure No. 1's tongue went numb; the unwillingness, anger, anxiety, and impatience clogging in his throat, under [Mask]'s unhurried tone, felt weak and dispirited, swallowed back down into his stomach.

He replied, "Don't bury me with others, I'm accustomed to sleeping alone."

The wind echoed with [Mask]'s gentle laughter...

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