Chapter 473 – Overestimating Oneself

“Could you please not use the term ‘Fusion’ to describe merging two men into one? It sounds so civilized, but the words coming out of your mouth are disgusting…”

Ling Mo showed a hint of disgust as he spoke.

The other party was immediately dumbfounded and speechless.

Ling Mo continued with a cold smile, “Besides, sending a bait into the hotel, having a Female Team Member blow herself up, and now occupying your companion’s body… you call this a small sacrifice? Moreover, did you even investigate the reasons before deciding to trouble me? Hmph, what a good master… If your pet misbehaves and bites someone, you blame the victim for not standing still to be bitten and retaliating instead, right?”

“Didn’t expect you to have such a sharp tongue, but…”

The Shorty (Yin Jie) smiled slightly and said, “Compared to the result, the process doesn’t matter at all. That’s how it is for me, and it is the same for you. You caused us losses by destroying one of our Helicopters. Do you naively think it will just end like that?”

“That’s exactly what I think,” Ling Mo nodded straightforwardly. “And up till now, I still don’t understand your actions.”

“Heh…” The Shorty (Yin Jie) tugged at his collar and said, “That’s because you’re at the bottom, so you don’t understand.” He shook his head and sighed, “For us, why you acted at that time doesn’t matter. What matters is that your actions displeased us, it’s that simple. It’s not just about the loss, but also face.”

Even if we suffer some losses while hunting you down, it doesn’t matter. Because those fallen team members, like you, are insignificant. There are countless such Survivors. As long as we control the only aerial force in this area, many will scramble to join and rely on us.

To maintain this position, anyone who dares to resist us must be eliminated. You might think One-Eye or our methods are rampant and unreasonable, but unfortunately, that’s the reality.”

“People like you, who were once civilians, remain civilians. Some things can’t be changed just because you have power. Compared to forces made up of multiple power combinations, you are still just an ant. Even if you can break a couple of sledgehammers, you can’t defeat the person holding them. Eventually, you’ll still be crushed…”

From Shorty’s perspective, Ling Mo’s face, backlit by the moon, was a dark shadow, making it impossible to discern his expression.

After a few seconds of silence, a light chuckle suddenly escaped Ling Mo’s lips.

The mocking tone and flippant attitude made Shorty involuntarily frown.

“Putting on an air of superiority with an ‘I’m doing this for your own good’ tone, you really think you’re something, huh? What, you want me to realize my insignificance, obediently come down and beg you for a quick death, and stop making futile struggles? Hahaha…”

“Sorry, but you’ve wasted so much breath and haven’t even understood my question. What I don’t understand is…”

Ling Mo suddenly raised his head, looking at Shorty with a cold smile, “Coming here is basically a death sentence. Does your Boss know this?!”

Shorty’s pupils shrank, and he quickly jumped back several steps.

Where he had just stood, a series of small holes appeared on the ground.

“To think it could pierce through concrete…”

After the Fusion, Shorty possessed both his own Superpower and Yin Jie’s considerable psychic power as support. Although he couldn’t directly attack with psychic power, he could ‘see’ Ling Mo’s Tentacles.

The semi-transparent Tentacles could cause Materialization damage, which already surprised him, but he didn’t expect them to have such strong penetration power.

At this moment, countless Tentacles shot out from behind Ling Mo, forming a Psychic Net in mid-air.

“Let’s see if your speed is faster than my psychic power!”

Ling Mo drew a Tactical Knife from behind his waist and leaped forward, swinging towards Shorty.

“What a nuisance…”

Shorty gripped his Broadsword tightly, keeping a close eye on Ling Mo.

Suddenly, Ling Mo vanished from his view, reappearing instantly at his side!

“Swish!”

The cold light flashed, followed by a crisp “clang.”

Shorty quickly swung his Broadsword to the side, blocking Ling Mo’s Tactical Knife.

Behind the blade, Shorty gritted his teeth, glaring at Ling Mo.

Ling Mo, crouching in mid-air, had a hint of a smile in his calm eyes beneath his messy hair.

“Swish!”

A psychic tentacle swept past as Ling Mo swung his Tactical Knife. Shorty couldn’t react in time and only managed to slightly tilt his head.

A large spray of blood burst forth, and one of his ears was gone…

“Ugh!”

Shorty groaned in pain, gripping the hilt of his Broadsword, and leapt up, kicking horizontally at Ling Mo.

But Ling Mo had already vanished from his spot, reappearing instantly behind Shorty.

With tentacles here, Ling Mo could instantly reach any position within their range with just a thought.

These tentacles could morph according to his needs, more reliable than any rope.

Though they consumed a lot of psychic power, Ling Mo’s current psychic power level could handle it!

Within a minute, Shorty found himself at a disadvantage, taking hit after hit.

His body, limbs, and face were covered in bursts of blood mist.

“It’s useless. No matter how you struggle, you can’t compete with us,” Shorty said, his eyes red.

The massive blood loss had blurred his vision. If he weren’t in a state of extreme focus, pushing his body to its limits, he would have collapsed by now.

“Swish!”

Ling Mo’s figure suddenly appeared in front of him, coldly saying, “If you have the guts, come at me.”

The cold light flashed, and the psychic tentacles swept in simultaneously.

Shorty dodged the Tactical Knife but felt a sharp pain in his left lung, as if it were punctured. Every breath brought a surge of blood up his throat.

“I underestimated this guy… A mental ability superhuman who can command such Advanced mutation beasts, sense and probe, and cause this kind of Materialization damage… And his physical strength is so formidable…”

Shorty’s breathing was rapid, his entire body stained with blood.

Only a little over a minute had passed… Less than two minutes, and Shorty had barely held on under Ling Mo’s assault for this long!

“No wonder… With this kind of strength… Saying you’re a low-level fighter really doesn’t do you justice. But even if you kill me, it won’t matter…”

He gritted his teeth, his muscles bulging, and his eyes bloodshot.

He could barely keep up… He could barely see Ling Mo’s figure…

“Ah!”

Summoning all his strength, Shorty lifted his Broadsword and leaped into the air. He then descended with incredible momentum, his body spinning and turning the Broadsword into a whirling propeller.

Both the tentacles and Ling Mo’s figure were caught in the violent rotation!

“Die!”

Shorty roared as he crashed to the ground with a “boom.”

But around him, there was no one…

Whoosh—

Behind Shorty, Ling Mo’s figure suddenly appeared. He raised his arm, aiming the Tactical Knife at Shorty’s nape: “Overestimating yourself… And no need to apologize. I am indeed from the lower levels. But you guys are just a bigger rat nest.”

“You…”

Just as Shorty was about to turn, an invisible psychic tentacle shot into his brain like a piercing arrow.

The sensation of his soul being torn apart, the agony as if his brain matter was about to burst out of his ears, made him open his mouth wide and let out a hoarse scream: “Ahhh…”

Slash—

Blood splattered, and Shorty staggered before collapsing face-first onto the ground.

Crimson blood flowed steadily from his nape, quickly staining the entire ground.

Ling Mo landed lightly on the ground, retracting his psychic tentacles from Shorty’s body.

“Although the increase is small, converting it to tentacles is still quite a lot. See, killing you was quite useful, wasn’t it?”

Ling Mo rubbed his temples and said.

At this moment, Ye Lian, who had been aiming at the street from a Hotel window, slowly lifted her head: “No… no need for me…”