26-Dammit, I just hastened my own death!

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Some of the weaker awakened individuals around even found it hard to stand steady.

Several people stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

Originally, they had watched Su Mo effortlessly carry this tusk, walking a distance of two or three kilometers, thinking it was nothing more than a rather large decorative item.

In their understanding, Su Mo could actually carry this thing and walk such a long distance.

If it were them, although they might not be as strong as Su Mo, picking up this object shouldn't be too difficult.

But it wasn't until Su Mo threw this thing down that they realized just how heavy the object he had been carrying really was.

However, not everyone shared this thought—at least the twenty Silver-rank individuals surrounding Su Mo didn't think this way.

They looked at the tusk Su Mo had thrown on the ground, a glimmer of greed shining in their eyes.

When this thing was still being carried by Su Mo, they couldn't easily make a move, but now that Su Mo had tossed it down, the situation was entirely different.

A burly man with a scruffy beard stepped forward, glaring at Su Mo with a fierce expression:

"Kid, what's your deal? Throwing this thing down to scare your grandpa, huh?"

"Exactly! You, a Level 20 awakened who hasn't even reached Bronze, who are you putting on that face for?"

Su Mo slung the massive battle axe onto his back, holding the Zhanmadao in his right hand, and spoke with an icy expression:

"I'll say it one last time—move or don't!"

"Heh, trying to scare your uncle here? Today, I'm not moving. What can you do about it? Looking like that, you still want to fight?

Come on, I'm standing right here—chop me if you've got the guts!"

**Pfft~**

The moment the words fell, Su Mo slashed with his saber, and a head soared high into the air, blood gushing over half a meter from the severed neck.

The headless corpse stood in place for a few seconds before losing balance and collapsing backward.

The surrounding crowd was utterly stunned by this scene.

Under the watchful eyes of so many people, he dared to kill openly!

This guy must be insane!

Not only the onlookers but even the twenty Silver-rank awakened individuals surrounding Su Mo felt the same.

When they had surrounded Su Mo earlier, they never intended to take his life—merely to rough him up a bit and extort him afterward.

If it weren't for the corpse hitting the ground with a loud thud, snapping them back to reality, they might have even doubted whether their eyes were playing tricks on them.

"B-Boss…"

"He dared to kill our boss—finish him!"

"Kill him!"

"Attack!"

As the words rang out, they each brandished weapons, conjured spells with their hands, or even aimed sniper rifles at Su Mo.

In an instant, they split into three teams, charging toward Su Mo in a combat formation.

A dazzling silver glow flickered, turning the area within a few hundred meters into a world of shimmering white.

**Bang!**

A bullet wrapped in silver light burst from the barrel, striking Su Mo's body the very next moment.

Su Mo glanced at it. The silver bullet, deformed from the massive impact against his body, fell as he plucked it off without a change in expression.

The sniper who had fired saw this, and his face shifted slightly.

He knew his weapon was Level 46 Silver-grade gear—even a Level 59 Silver-rank peak fighter would suffer from a single shot.

Yet this guy was completely unharmed!

**Ding!**

An assassin suddenly appeared beside Su Mo, thrusting a poisoned silver dagger toward his eyes.

Su Mo didn't even blink. The moment the attack came, he swung his Zhanmadao, and the assassin's body split in two, multicolored guts spilling onto the ground alongside blood.

At this point, the members of the Silver Wolf Guild all wore extremely grim expressions.

When their companion had been sent flying with a kick earlier, they thought it was a sneak attack by Su Mo.

Even when their boss was beheaded with a single strike, they still believed it was because he hadn't been on guard.

But when their sniper's shot not only failed to injure Su Mo but couldn't even break his defense, their expressions began to grow serious.

After the assassin who tried to ambush Su Mo was also cut down with one slash, they immediately reorganized their formation, switching from offense to defense.

When Su Mo killed for the first time just moments ago, he thought he might feel uneasy about it.

Yet after severing his opponent's head, he realized he felt nothing of the sort.

Perhaps it was because he'd slain too many monsters in dungeons—blood no longer fazed him.

And after this assassin was killed, Su Mo went straight on the offensive.

Bending his legs, he lunged forward with explosive force, the ground where he had stood shattering into a three-meter-wide crater.

His speed attribute of 70 might be slightly inferior to a Silver-rank assassin's.

But boosted by his strength attribute breaking past a thousand, his speed now surpassed even the Silver-rank assassin who had ambushed him earlier.

"Defend!"

Someone shouted "Defend!" as Su Mo charged. Two shield-bearing awakened defenders at the front instantly radiated brilliant silver light.

Yet with a single slash from Su Mo, both men and their shields were cleaved in two.

After the strike, his body continued hurtling forward under massive inertia, crashing into a sniper who couldn't dodge in time, sending him flying.

The sniper was left exhaling more than he could inhale—clearly not long for this world.

The Zhanmadao scraped against the ground, sparking brightly. Using this method to brake, Su Mo still slid over a hundred meters before finally stopping.

Looking at the saber, now faintly red from friction, Su Mo slowly turned his head.

His body was drenched in blood, his gaze indifferent as he looked ahead, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Wherever his eyes landed, the Silver-rank fighters felt a chill down their spines.

Meeting Su Mo's gaze, a middle-aged man hiding behind a shield trembled as he stammered:

"Y-You're done for! You dared to kill our guild leader—do you even know his father is a Gold-rank powerhouse?"

Su Mo said nothing, simply lifting his Zhanmadao and walking toward them.

Since he'd already made his move, he had no intention of letting them leave alive.

They were already enemies—did he really expect them to not go after his sister later?

"D-D-Don't come closer! Aren't you afraid of offending a Gold-rank powerhouse?!"

"So you're saying if I don't come closer, your guild leader's father will let me off?"

Su Mo's tone was calm, his steps unwavering as he continued forward.

The man who had spoken turned deathly pale at Su Mo's words.

That's right—the guild leader had been killed by this guy. Bringing up the leader's father would only hasten his own death!

At that moment, he even felt the urge to flee—and he wasn't the only one with that thought.

Where there's a thought, there's action. Two speed-specialized awakened individuals instantly spread their wings, preparing to take flight.

"Trying to run?"

Su Mo's brows furrowed. He wasn't about to let them escape. If that was the case, it was time to test the skill he'd acquired earlier!

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