CHAPTER 644: CHAPTER 38: LIVE TEARING

As Kurapika and the others discussed, Melody stood beside them with her eyes closed, seemingly listening to something.

Melody was a girl, but her appearance left much to be desired, resembling a humanoid mouse. If Mr. Mouse from the survival trial saw Melody, he would certainly be interested.

Originally, Melody was a lovely-looking girl. It was after hearing the flute section of the ’Dark Sonata’ that she became as she was now. However, she gained an ability to listen to the heart sounds of others and judge their mood, mental state, and even good or evil from it.

At this moment, Melody’s face did not look good. She heard a very unpleasant heart sound, which signified evil.

"Everyone, be careful. At some point, there’s an extra heartbeat."

Although Melody’s appearance was unattractive, her voice was sweet. After hearing her warning, the others became vigilant.

As they were on alert, a section of the ground swelled, and the Phantom Beast Earthworm drilled out from underground. Kurapika and the others were startled by its curious appearance, and Melody furrowed her brows, seemingly very uncomfortable.

"I am the Phantom Beast Earthworm. Which side are you on?"

The Earthworm glanced around. It didn’t really want to come, but it was following orders to probe the strength of the Troupe. The relationship between the Ten Old Man and Su Xiao was one of extorter and extorted, so such an order was not out of the ordinary.

"We are bodyguards employed by the Nostella Family."

Dazuo Nai spoke up. The Earthworm looked tricky to deal with, so he immediately stated their identity.

"Is that so? Although you are psychic Users, you better not make a move."

As soon as the Earthworm finished speaking, the Sick Dog emerged from the darkness, hands in pockets, walking steadily, exuding an air of contempt, completely devoid of his sick dog demeanor in front of Su Xiao.

"They are not ordinary bandits, having already made slaughter a part of their lives."

"To be precise, they are all killing experts."

The Phantom Beast Bovypig also stepped out of the darkness. Kurapika and the others looked grave. The opponents had gotten so close without them noticing.

"Experts should be dealt with by us."

The Phantom Beast Bat appeared, flying over.

"So, you just watch us."

The Phantom Beast Echidna glanced at Kurapika, then looked away.

Because of the auction house incident, the Phantom Troupe deployed five members just to test the Troupe’s strength. For the Ten Old Men’s Power, this was already a very cautious approach.

"To deal with these guys, we were actually assembled here. I hate the stench of a certain sick dog."

The Phantom Beast Bat flapped its wings, seeming to have a grudge with the Sick Dog.

"Bat, I don’t want to engage in infighting here."

The Junkie Sick Dog kept his hands in his jacket pockets. He didn’t want to deal with the Phantom Troupe either; his injuries were still not healed, with a dozen knife wounds.

"Heh, scaredy-dog, you really dare to speak."

The Bat sneered, his disdain for the Sick Dog quite evident.

"That guy... is a monster. I truly hope you keep that attitude in front of him. I sincerely hope so."

The Sick Dog looked towards the valley where Wokim was located.

"Stop the infighting. First, understand the enemy’s strength; retreat if the situation is unfavorable."

The five Phantom Troupe members moved closer to Wokim in the valley, hardly paying attention to Kurapika and the others.

It must be said that Kurapika and the others weren’t that strong, not even being opponents of the Phantom Troupe. Kurapika himself could only fight against the Troupe due to the power of ’Limitation X Vow’.

Without the power of ’Limitation X Vow’, he would not be a match for the Troupe members. He had mastered the Telekinesis Ability for too short a time; it needed cultivation and development to become stronger.

In the valley, the five Phantom Troupe members engaged with Wokim, with stones flying everywhere, the momentum considerable. The result was predictable: Wokim pressed the five Phantom Troupe members down. If it weren’t for the Earthworm and Bat’s harassment from underground and above, they wouldn’t be a match for Wokim.

Bang.

The Earthworm was kicked away by Wokim, its face dislocated by the kick. Its soft-bodied form barely withstood the blow.

"Be careful, everyone. This guy is practically a human tank. Sick Dog, find a way to bite him a few times."

The Earthworm burrowed back into the ground, while the Sick Dog had unspeakable suffering. Although he hadn’t been hit by Wokim’s terrifying fist, his clothes were already soaked with blood; the intense battle had reopened all his stitched wounds.

Standing among the five Phantom Troupe members, Wokim was surrounded, yet he was smiling. This burly man with a rough and beast-like appearance was already excited.

Swoosh~

The rapid sound of breaking wind came, and the bat in the air swooped down at high speed, its fleshy wings taut and as thin as cicada wings, intending to slice off Wokim’s head with a high-speed dive and sharp wings.

Ding!

The sound of metal clashing came, and Wokim stood firm on the ground, with the Phantom Beast Bat’s wing slicing at his neck.

Droplets of blood trickled down his skin, Wokim somewhat surprised that the opponent managed to hurt him, while the bat, maintaining its dive posture mid-air, looked shocked. He had once used this move to slice a psychic user in half, but now it only sliced the enemy’s surface skin.

As the bat flapped its somewhat numb wings to try to fly away, one of Wokim’s large hands reached out, firmly grasping the bat’s wing.

The bat only felt a brute force surge through, and his other wing was also caught.

Wokim stood behind the bat, holding one of its wings.

"This feeling is a bit like tearing a butterfly, hahaha."

With a forceful pull of his arms, accompanied by a tearing sound, one of the bat’s wings was ripped off live, the other only hanging by half to its body, with its back a bloody mess, even revealing the ghastly white ribs.

"Ah!! Help me!"

The bat, in its thirties, was streaming tears, snot, and saliva, being ripped apart was absolutely the most gruesome death.

Tear. Tear...

Wokim seemed addicted to ripping, grabbing the bat’s neck, the other wing was also pulled off.

Feeling excruciating pain that rips through his heart, the bat knew nothing more, for his head was pulled off by Wokim.

Wokim looked at the dense array of bloody holes on his left fist, a result of punching the Phantom Beast Echidna and suffering reflective damage, now his arm felt slightly numb, as if the spikes were poisoned.

Juggling the bat’s head, Wokim seemed to be searching for a good grip.

"Echidna, get out of the way!"

Just as Sick Dog finished speaking, Wokim’s hand clenched tight, the bat’s head crushed with a crack, and with all his strength he threw it forward, sending dozens of fractured skull fragments flying out.

With a pop, the Phantom Beast Echidna stood frozen in place, his chest riddled with blood holes, as if hit by a close-range shotgun blast.

With a thud, the dazed Echidna fell, the blood dyeing the rock beneath him red, from tearing the bat to killing the Echidna, Wokim took less than five seconds, giving the other three Phantom Troupe members no time to rescue, they’ve been scared by Wokim, too afraid to approach this beast, rightly so, Wokim is a human-shaped beast.

On a distant hill, Kurapika’s eyes were wide, witnessing Wokim fighting bare-chested, the spider tattoo on his waist conspicuous.

Just as Kurapika’s emotions were extremely unstable, the roar of a car engine came.

A black car screeched to a halt near a few people, pulling off a drift before the door opened, an arm holding a sheathed long sword reached out from the car door.

"Rose, if you dare drift again when parking next time, I’ll kill you."

"I’m sorry, Mister Bai Ye."

Wearing a black female suit, stockings, and high heels, Black Mary shrank back, slightly styled, Black Mary could only be described as enticingly criminal.

Kurapika and his group looked at the newcomer, a man wielding a sheathed long sword.

"Kurapika, we... we should retreat for now."

Melody whispered softly at Kurapika’s ear, her pupils constricted, legs trembling, as a psychic user, she hid behind Kurapika.

"What’s wrong?"

Kurapika had never seen Melody so terrified.

"I’ve never heard a heart sound so frightening, slaughter, sharp, if his heart was full of madness, it would still be normal, but this person is very determined, we’d be killed, we..."

"Melody."

Kurapika patted Melody’s shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

Su Xiao glanced at the few people around, then looked in the direction of the Phantom Troupe, as for those Contractors watching near the valley, he wasn’t planning to deal with them for now.

"Woof."

Bu Bu Wang barked from inside the car, catching a familiar scent.

"Oh? Those three jokers are here too? No need to bother with them for now, the Phantom Beasts are almost wiped out, three of the troupe’s combatants have arrived, need these Phantom Beasts to stall one for me."

Su Xiao moved his shoulders, his Mana Value partially restored, used sparingly, it’s enough to finish this battle.

This is a good opportunity, if things go smoothly, he could take down two to three members of the troupe, if not, there’s no "not smoothly", if things aren’t going smoothly, it means he’s already dead.