Chen Jing had anticipated and prepared for the possible consequences of continuing to shout loudly.

Chen Jing believes that a person should only act recklessly if they know the consequences of their actions, so that they won't regret it later.

Making a continuous sound in the fog will attract the pursuit of monsters, and those monsters are definitely not just the slave spirits following behind, but also other ordinary monsters in the fog.

There was no time to hide from the noise, or even to think about what to do, before the Mist Monster was already upon them.

The venomous, sharp claws swung straight at Chen Jing without any fancy moves.

But this is the most difficult attack to defend against.

No other abilities are useful; only reaction time and on-the-spot adaptability matter.

Before Chen Jing could even draw his sword, he smashed the claw with the revolver in his right hand.

The surface of the pistol was covered with a layer of special spiritual power injected by Chen Jing.

The Deceptive Blade!

Chen Jing once thought this martial art was not very useful because it required actually hitting the enemy's body to achieve the best effect. However, real combat is not like in a game where a hit only reduces health points, but actually causes damage to the body's tissues.

But now, Chen Jingcai realizes that the true value of the Ghost Blade is not in fighting humans, but in fighting monsters.

The monster's claws are also part of its body!

Taking advantage of the Mist Monster's hesitation due to its disorientation and loss of sense of direction, Chen Jing, who had unleashed the Deceptive Blade effect, immediately used his second martial art.

His body was swallowed by "transparency," as if he had been draped in a magical cloak of invisibility.

Shadow Cloak!

The Mist Monster instinctively opened its mouth, intending to release mist.

It must be said that its judgment was very accurate. Under the premise that the enemy cannot see the enemy, making the enemy unable to see itself is a very good way to deal with the situation.

Unfortunately, Chen Jing did not want to fight it for a long time.

The Xuan Tie straight sword "Lonely City" was drawn, carrying the power of the treacherous blade, and pierced into the back of the Mist Monster.

Seeing blood makes the effect of the Demon Blade last longer and increase its power.

Having landed a successful blow, Chen Jing drew his sword. The Mist Monster, however, was unable to complete its mist-dispersing process due to the pain inflicted by the attack. At the same time, it intended to nimbly turn around, but its disoriented sense of direction disrupted its plans.

The Mist-Spike Monster tried to dodge in place, but its confusion about distance and direction allowed it to only make comical movements, as if it were running into Chen Jing's sword blade.

Chen Jing kept slashing with Lonely City, and after two strikes, the Mist-Slaying Monster finally fell.

Without time to collect loot or check if the Mist Monster had been killed, Chen Jing immediately entered "noise invisibility" mode and fled further away.

His fighting here would make noise, and it would also take too long!

The reason Chen Jing didn't immediately use "noise invisibility" after "shadow cloak" was that he was worried that the Mist Spike Monster might sense something from the wooden spikes that hit him, or that the Mist Spike Monster might use "predictive shooting" against him.

Of course, Chen Jing couldn't calculate which choice was better, but at that moment, he could only trust his instincts and intuition.

Only when he was in a state of noise invisibility did Chen Jing have a chance to treat the wound on his arm. The wooden splinter had pierced directly into the bone, causing Chen Jing to be unable to suppress the pain it sent after the previous battle.

The bone is probably fractured... The bleeding isn't too severe... I can't exert much force with my left hand.

The current conditions do not allow for bandaging; at the very least, we need to return to camp.

It's so hard to pull out. If only it were an arrow... Chen Jing thought, giving up on the idea of ​​pulling out the splinter and bandaging himself.

Bang! Bang!

Not far from here, Chen Jing heard another gunshot.

Why?! I've been shouting that the slave spirits are here, so why are people still coming?!

He gritted his teeth, used his right hand to sheath the Lonely City sword, and then used his right hand to draw the revolver. He tried to load the bullets with his left hand, but it was too painful. After trying several times, Chen Jing simply tried to load the bullets with one hand.

There was still a problem with my previous handling... The optimal solution is to use Shadow Cloak and then run away without any noise... Chen Jing thought to himself, but quickly put this small mistake behind him.

He raised the pistol in his right hand, and this time, he only dared to fire one shot.

"The souls of slaves are here!"

"Run!"

After shouting, Chen Jing immediately ran away.

Having only one hand usable is a fatal blow to the monster lure, and he no longer dares to be as reckless as before.

He turned around and entered a state of "noise invisibility," no longer daring to run and shout as before to warn those around him not to approach.

Is this useful?

...

Black Hand Lu Gang subtly influences the trial participants who are his soldiers through the "Seed of Determination," and barely observes the battle situation.

“We’re almost there.” He turned around and said to Morris, the red-haired lady Roy, and the others.

Luo You put his hand to his mouth and chuckled softly, as if he were exhaling a breath.

Then, they all disappeared from sight, vanishing into the mist.

This is an illusion!

...

Chen Jing fired his last bullet, shouted his final warning, and stood alone in the thick fog, his voice hoarse.

He could no longer perform the task of luring monsters; for the remaining stretch of the road, he hoped the wandering slave spirits could make their way across on their own.

Activating noise invisibility and hiding beneath the dark sea, Chen Jing felt a profound and precious sense of security amidst a faint loneliness and sorrow.

Feeling safe, he quickly moved away from the road and off the track to avoid being affected by the "morale burst" of the slave spirits.

A moment later, he heard the distinctive voice of a wandering slave spirit.

The direction... is towards the hunting grounds where the ambush is set.

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