828 A Path of Life and Death with a Single Slash

The man in the fog was even paler, his eyes darting around rapidly, as if searching for a way to escape.

He muttered to himself, "This place is no place to stay any longer; I must leave as soon as possible!"

They knew that the situation was beyond their control and that staying there would only make things more dangerous.

He hurriedly picked up and gripped the thin knife tightly in his hand, as if it could bring him a sense of security.

He said in a low voice to Boss Hai, "Brother, we must report this to the gang leader immediately. Let's leave together!"

His voice was hurried, urgent, and low, with an undeniable firmness.

Without waiting for a reply, he hurriedly grabbed Brother Hai and rushed out, also tearing off the talisman and hiding it in his pocket!

They seemed to be true brothers, even when fleeing for their lives, they would bring their fellow clansmen along. They were very close. He thought to himself, "This place is only four or five miles from the town. If I run fast, I'll be there soon."

Ebi-gui is too old; he certainly can't run anymore!

Even if you can run, you can't run as fast as me!

While Hai Laoda was still hesitating, he was rushed into the house and carried dozens of steps away!

His footsteps scraped across the ground, making a screeching sound, which, along with his exclamation, echoed in the empty night, sounding particularly jarring.

"Stop, stop, stop right now, I want to go back!" Only then did Boss Hai realize the danger, breaking out in a cold sweat, his expression suddenly turning ruthless!

Upon seeing this, the man in the fog showed a hint of surprise and regret in his eyes, as if he hadn't been able to take them any further away, or perhaps he hadn't encountered anything he had hoped to meet.

But he quickly regained his composure and let go!

Without hesitation, he quickly left. He couldn't see the road ahead, but following his memory, he rushed forward without any hesitation. The direction he was heading was the way he came from. It really was the way he came from. After all, he had walked for so long, so he naturally remembered it correctly.

Elder Hai's expression darkened, and he was startled, wanting to curse aloud. But after calming down, he rushed towards the tower house, where there were celestial talismans for protection, so he was safe at that moment!

The short distance of a few dozen steps should have been enough to get back quickly, but now, the fog was so thick that visibility was zero, and after a few steps, I couldn't see the direction anymore!

In the fog, there was something eerie and unsettling, as if something was howling and there was a faint, foul smell of dead fish. A few steps away, there seemed to be a figure blocking the way!

Seemingly attracted by the sound of Hai Laoda's footsteps, or perhaps because Hai Laoda was too close, the figure slowly emerged from the mist, moving at a leisurely pace. Hai Laoda wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

But once you take a step, you can't see an inch around you, and you suddenly feel like you can't run. It seems like you can only walk forward step by step!

It felt as if my five senses were locked, and every step felt like sinking into an endless quagmire, heavy and difficult.

He urged himself silently, "Hurry up, run faster! You're the fastest runner, so run! Faster, faster!"

My heart was filled with anxiety and fear, but my feet felt as if they were bound by invisible chains, and I could only move forward slowly.

The mysterious figure, like a demon emerging from the abyss, approached Boss Hai step by step. Each step seemed to be accompanied by a low, terrifying, inaudible echo, as if announcing that Boss Hai's end had come.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the exhausted Hai Laoda was caught up. At this moment, Hai Laoda was exhausted and like a mad beast. He seemed to see the person who came up as the young fish thief he had caught, as well as his clansman brother who had been killed for the sake of his family's good fields.

Closer, closer, approaching slowly and steadily!

A terrifying monster, with the upper and lower body of a human, covered in fish scales that emitted a faint luster, protruding like the throat teeth of a fish, and sharp claws!

The sea monster frantically retreated a few steps, while the fish-man monster charged forward in three steps, its claws tearing at the enemy.

Hai Laoda gripped his thin-bladed knife tightly, then suddenly took a step forward, gathering all his strength to chop down on the fishman's head. It was a life-or-death struggle, and Hai Laoda seemed to think this was his most perfect strike.

It will surely be able to split the fish-man monster in two!

The fish-man attacked with both claws, oblivious to death, neither dodging nor avoiding. The sea boss had miscalculated!

It was too late to change course. He unleashed all his strength and slashed fiercely, aiming to cleave the fishman's head in two.

Like a knife cutting through golden leather, the blade only penetrates slightly into a thickness the size of a chopstick before stopping, as if looking into a rock.

"Ah! Ah!" Boss Hai roared in agony!

Claws pierced his chest, claws pierced his neck!

The fish-man was not only in pain, but his claws, driven by instinct, were like sharp iron blades, cutting through tofu with ease.

The merman knew nothing of pain, nor why its prey was screaming. A bloody splatter erupted, staining the surrounding mist crimson—a truly alluring sight!

As he fell to the ground, Boss Hai's eyes were filled with fear, his body was weak, but his brain was still thinking and observing!

He felt excruciating pain in his body, as if something was still searching deeper, and he could feel the blood flowing incessantly.

The merman's mouth was bright red, and mist rose again. From within the mist, a soft swallowing sound could be heard, but it didn't travel far, as it seemed to be obscured by the mist!

Brother Wu rushed out with great courage, but after taking less than ten steps, he suddenly felt that he dared not take another step or run more than a few steps, as if his body felt an unprecedented constraint.

Like being blindfolded, losing all sense of direction, wandering on the edge of the unknown, hesitant to make any rash moves.

Something seemed to be approaching from a foot away, moving slowly and unhurriedly, and there seemed to be more than one around!

It looks like a person, it looks like a person, after all, it's standing!

The man in the fog, his hands trembling, shouted, "Who are you? I'm from the Fish Gang! We have powerful backers, powerful figures behind us! Get out of here right now, and I'll pretend I didn't see anything!"

One step, two steps, three steps, out, out!

It has a human body, with human limbs, sharp claws, a dog's head, pointed ears, round eyes, and a wet nose, and is six feet tall!

It has a slender body and thick, blond fur!

From a distance, it really does look like a person!

One, two, four more broke through from all sides, moving slowly and unhurriedly, seemingly without much awareness. But upon seeing the man in the mist, they quickened their pace slightly and surrounded him.

The man in the fog suddenly looked terrified, and immediately remembered that he had killed the man he had treated like a dog, tricked him out, and that he had often climbed over the wall at night to threaten and intimidate him!

Looking frightened, he whispered disbelievingly, "No, they don't have the money to hire someone!"

With a fierce look in his eyes, he gripped the thin blade tightly and slashed at the humanoid dog head in front of him with all his might—a single strike that would lead to his death!