24: Chapter 24: Ambushed right after leaving the dungeon? He retaliated and wiped them all out!

As Lin Feng stepped out of the bushes, the sunlight made him squint.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his face still beaming with the joy of his harvest.

"This time, I really hit the jackpot..." he thought, pleased, subconsciously touching his Storage Pouch.

Just at that moment—

"Do it!"

A low shout came from the left!

Before Lin Feng could react, he suddenly felt as if his brain had been struck by a heavy hammer!

Buzz!!!

A strong sensation of dizziness swept over him, and the world before his eyes began to spin.

[Suffered Mental Impact! Entered "Confusion" state, lasting 3 seconds!]

"Damn it! It's a control skill!" Lin Feng's heart sank.

He desperately tried to mobilize the light element within his body to resist, but he couldn't concentrate in his confused state.

Immediately after, a dark figure shot out like lightning from behind a tree on the right!

It was a lanky, Yellow-haired Young Man with a hideous Scarface, holding two green-glowing Daggers.

His speed was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Lin Feng.

"Kid, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Scarface sneered, his Daggers stabbing straight at Lin Feng's throat!

In this critical moment, Lin Feng instinctively leaned backward.

Pfft!

The Dagger grazed his neck, leaving a deep scratch on the collar of his Heavy Armor.

[Attacked: Health -58!]

"Damn it, that hurts!" Lin Feng gasped.

Although he wasn't stabbed in a vital spot, this blow sobered him up considerably.

The Glorious Corona Physique has a natural resistance to abnormal statuses; the 3-second Confusion ended in less than 2 seconds.

Lin Feng's eyes regained clarity, and he immediately retreated.

But wearing Heavy Armor, his movement speed was too slow.

Scarface followed like a shadow, and the second attack had already arrived!

"You dodge quite fast!" Scarface licked his lips, changing the Dagger's thrust to a slash, aiming directly for Lin Feng's eyes.

"Light Bullet Technique!"

Lin Feng didn't have time to cast an Advanced skill and could only instantly cast the most basic Light Bullet Technique.

Pfft!

A golden light bullet exploded on Scarface's chest.

[Light Bullet Technique dealt damage: Spirit 264 × 3 = 792!]

"What?!" Scarface screamed, flying backward.

A large hole was blasted in his chest armor, charred black, and his health bar instantly dropped by one-third.

Lin Feng seized the opportunity to create distance, finally getting a clear view of his surroundings.

Five people in miscellaneous gear surrounded him from all sides.

The one who released the Mental Impact was a Shifty-looking Man with Glasses, holding a worn-out Wooden Staff.

The other three were a fat man with a Machete, a Skinny Tall Guy with an Iron Rod, and an Archer hiding behind a tree.

"Blood Wolf Group is doing business, kid, be smart!" The fat man waved his Machete, spitting saliva.

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold.

Blood Wolf Group?

He had heard that name before—a rogue group that specialized in robbing lone Explorers in low-Rank dungeon areas.

They had a terrible reputation, but it was rumored they had backers and had never been dealt with.

"I have no grudge against you," Lin Feng said in a deep voice, his hand already reaching for the tree demon scepter at his waist.

"No grudge?" The Shifty-looking Man with Glasses pushed up his spectacles and said with a sinister smile, "Kid, you stayed in the Mutated Dungeon for seven hours; you must have gotten a lot of good stuff, right?"

"Exactly!" The Skinny Tall Guy tapped his palm with the Iron Rod. "Our brothers have been waiting here for most of the day; we can't have waited for nothing, can we?"

Lin Feng understood.

These people had been targeting him for a long time.

They planned to ambush him right after he emerged from the dungeon, when he wasn't at full strength.

"If I'm not mistaken..." Lin Feng scanned the five people. "That control skill just now, that's your Talent, isn't it?"

He stared at the shifty-looking man.

The shifty-looking man smiled smugly: "That's right, D-Rank Talent [Mental Shock], specifically designed for simpletons like you who wear Heavy Armor!"

"Why are you wasting words with him!" Scarface climbed up from the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood. "This kid deals high damage, everyone attack together!"

"Wait," Lin Feng suddenly spoke. "You want to kill me just to rob me?"

The five looked at him as if he were an idiot.

The fat man laughed heartily: "Otherwise? Should we invite you to dinner?"

The Skinny Tall Guy said sinisterly: "Kid, don't blame us, blame your bad luck. Entering a Mutated Dungeon alone and coming out alive—isn't that clearly a fat sheep?"

The Archer behind the tree had already nocked an arrow: "Boss said to do things cleanly. Kill him, take the stuff, and throw the body to the monsters."

Lin Feng fell silent.

His knuckles turned white as he gripped the scepter.

So, in these people's eyes, human lives were so worthless.

So, in this digitized world, the law of the jungle was displayed so starkly.

"I understand," Lin Feng slowly raised his head.

The last trace of hesitation vanished from his eyes.

In its place was cold killing intent.

"Since you want to kill me..." Lin Feng said, word by word, "then I don't need to be polite either."

"Oh, still so arrogant?" Scarface spat out a mouthful of blood. "You got a sneak attack on me just now, do you really think..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng moved!

He didn't cast a spell but charged directly at the nearest fat man!

The Heavy Armor clanged, and though his speed wasn't fast, his Aura was astonishing.

"Courting death!" The fat man swung his knife to chop.

Clang!

The Greatsword collided with the Machete, sending sparks flying.

The fat man felt a huge force, his tiger's mouth went numb, and the Machete almost flew out of his hand.

"Such great strength!" he exclaimed.

But Lin Feng's true target wasn't him.

At the moment of impact, Lin Feng's left hand closed, and a golden-red light shone.

"Light Flame Slash!"

The Energy Blade wasn't aimed at the fat man, but—shot towards the Archer behind the tree!

The Archer never expected Lin Feng to suddenly attack him; he tried to dodge in a hurry, but it was too late.

Boom!!!

[Light Flame Slash dealt damage: 264 × 6 = 1584, actual damage: 142!]

The Archer didn't even let out a scream; his upper body was directly blown to pieces!

Limbs and broken bones flew everywhere.

[Killed Human (Lv5), Experience +8]

The scene was deathly silent.

The fat man, the Skinny Tall Guy, the shifty-looking man, and Scarface, all four of them were stunned.

One-shot kill?

What kind of damage was that?!

"F-Fourth Brother..." The Skinny Tall Guy's voice trembled.

"Damn it! He killed Fourth Brother!" The fat man's eyes turned red. "Everyone, attack together! Kill him!"

The shifty-looking man immediately raised his Wooden Staff: "Mental Shoc—"

"Shock your mother!" Lin Feng didn't give him any time to cast.

A blazing light stone flew out of his hand, smashing towards the shifty-looking man.

The shifty-looking man, frightened, quickly interrupted his spell and dove to the side.

Boom!

The blazing light stone exploded where he had been standing, creating a large crater.

"Your turn," Lin Feng turned, sweeping his Greatsword at the fat man.

The fat man raised his knife to block, but the power gap was too great.

Clang!

The Machete was knocked away, leaving the fat man's chest wide open.

Lin Feng lifted his leg and kicked him hard in the stomach.

"Ugh..." The fat man flew backward, crashed into a tree, and coughed up blood incessantly.

The Skinny Tall Guy took the opportunity to ambush from the side, swinging his Iron Rod at the back of Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, didn't turn around, but countered with a Light Bullet Technique.

Pfft!

[Light Bullet Technique dealt damage: 792!]

The Skinny Tall Guy's chest was blasted through; he fell with wide eyes, unwilling to rest in peace.

[Killed Human (Lv5), Experience +6]

In just ten seconds, two of the five were gone.

The shifty-looking man had just gotten up from the ground when he saw this bloody scene.

His legs turned to jelly.

"Mon...monster..." He turned and tried to run.

"Can you escape?" Lin Feng's cold voice came.

The fear shriek whistle sounded!

The ear-piercing shriek made the shifty-looking man's movements falter.

Immediately after, a golden-red Energy Blade caught up to him.

Pfft—

The shifty-looking man was cut in half at the waist; his upper body was still crawling forward, while his lower body lay in a pool of blood.

[Killed Human (Lv5), Experience +8]

"Ahhh!!!" The fat man, seeing this scene, was scared out of his wits, Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

He struggled to get up, but Lin Feng had already walked in front of him.

"Don't...don't kill me..." The fat man cried, his face covered in snot and tears. "I was wrong, I won't dare again, I'll give you everything..."

Lin Feng looked down at him.

"That's not what you said when you wanted to kill me just now."

The Greatsword was raised.

"Wait! It's the Blood Wolf Group! The Blood Wolf made us do it!" The fat man shrieked. "We're just small fry, even if you kill us..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

The sword light flashed.

[Killed Human (Lv6), Experience +10]

Lin Feng put away his Greatsword and looked at the last person.

Scarface.

This guy had been hiding behind a tree ever since he was knocked away at the beginning, never making another move.

Now, he was quietly moving backward, trying to slip into the woods.

"Where do you think you're going?" Lin Feng's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached Scarface's ears.

Scarface's body stiffened.

He slowly turned around, forcing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Bro...brother, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Five of you ambushed me, intending to kill and rob me, and that's a misunderstanding?"

Scarface swallowed hard: "We were just following orders... The Blood Wolf Group has a rule, anyone who comes out of a Mutated Dungeon alone, must..."

"Must what?" Lin Feng took a step forward.

"Must... capture them." Scarface's voice grew softer and softer.

He suddenly knelt down: "Brother, spare me! I'll give you everything I have! I can even tell you the location of the Blood Wolf Group's stronghold!"

Lin Feng looked at him, saying nothing.

Scarface thought he had a chance and quickly added: "The Blood Wolf is a Level 25 B-Rank Talent user, with over thirty subordinates! You killed his men, he definitely won't let you go! But I know their action plans, I can help you..."

"Help me?" Lin Feng smiled. "And then you'll go back and report, bringing more people to ambush and kill me?"

Scarface's expression changed: "No! I won't..."

"Enough," Lin Feng interrupted him. "Do you know why I've kept you alive until now?"

Scarface shook his head blankly.

"Because of your Talent." Lin Feng stared at him. "That speed just now isn't something equipment can provide. You have an Assassin-type Talent, and your Rank isn't low."

Scarface's pupils contracted.

"Let me guess... C-Rank? Or B-Rank?" Lin Feng slowly raised his scepter. "Too bad, you chose the wrong path."

"Wait! I really am..."

"Light Flame Slash."

The golden-red Energy Blade howled out!

A fierce glint flashed in Scarface's eyes; at the moment the Energy Blade reached him, his body suddenly became ethereal.

Pfft!

The Energy Blade passed through his phantom, striking the tree behind him.

The large tree crashed down.

And Scarface's true body had already appeared twenty meters away.

"Invisibility?" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

No, it was a skill similar to instant movement.

Scarface coughed up a mouthful of blood—although he had dodged the fatal blow, he was still injured by the aftershock.

"Kid... you just wait!" He glared fiercely at Lin Feng. "The Blood Wolf Group won't let you go!"

With that, he turned and fled.

His speed was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the depths of the forest.

Lin Feng didn't pursue.

He looked at the four corpses around him, then at the direction Scarface had fled.

"Trouble."

Lin Feng frowned.

If that guy escaped, he would definitely go report it.

The Blood Wolf Group had over thirty members, and their leader was a Level 25 B-Rank Talent user.

He definitely couldn't beat them right now.

"I need to leave here quickly."

Lin Feng quickly cleaned up the battlefield.

He took the Storage Pouches from the fat man, the Skinny Tall Guy, the Archer, and the shifty-looking man.

He didn't have time to examine them carefully, just shoved them into his own Storage Pouch.

He glanced at the corpses again, hesitated, but decided not to deal with them.

"No time."

Lin Feng chose a direction opposite to Scarface's escape and sprinted at full speed.

His Heavy Armor clanked, and though his speed wasn't fast, he dared not take it off—who knew if he would encounter another ambush ahead?

"Must leave the dungeon area first!"

Lin Feng's mind raced.

It would take twenty minutes to walk from the Gloomy Forest dungeon exit to the Teleportation Plaza.

If he ran at full speed, he should be able to get there in ten minutes.

Once he reached the Teleportation Plaza, the Blood Wolf Group wouldn't dare to openly attack him.

"Faster! Even faster!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, pouring mana into his legs.

His Glorious Corona Physique allowed him extremely precise control over light element; although it couldn't directly accelerate him, it could reduce the burden of his Heavy Armor.

His speed increased by another notch.

The wind blew on his face, carrying the scent of blood.

Lin Feng looked back.

The forest was silent; there were no signs of pursuers for now.

But he knew in his heart—

That Scarface was definitely frantically calling his companions now.

An encirclement was about to happen.

And the only thing he could do was break out before the encirclement formed!

"Wang Hao's score hasn't been settled yet, and now I've provoked the Blood Wolf Group..." Lin Feng gave a bitter smile. "I really am a trouble-attracting Physique."

But in the next second, his eyes became firm again.

"Forget it, survive first!"

The young man's figure sped through the forest, rushing towards the dungeon exit without looking back.

Behind him, the setting sun dyed the forest blood-red.

As if foreshadowing something.