「Meanwhile, in a valley five kilometers to the northwest.」
Standing on the head of a giant Hybrid Monster, Shen Yue squinted. Only after confirming that the rest of the creature—aside from the head beneath his feet—had been utterly diced to bits by his Wind Blades did he holster the Superpower Gun at his waist.
Not far away, the people in the off-road vehicle, who had been left covered in grime by the Hybrid Monster, all gasped. They watched as the man ripped the black combat mask from his face and strode toward them.
Unlike Ye Junhan, who was naturally blessed with a cold, unapproachable face, Shen Yue had always given off a laid-back, devil-may-care vibe. But now, with his expression turning cold, Yang Chi finally realized just how terrifying his cousin could be.
Shen Yue casually stuffed the black mask he'd used to wipe his hands into his pocket and, radiating an aura of bloodlust, walked straight to the side of the off-road vehicle.
