Chapter 502 – I Came Because of the Scent

Not knowing when she would strike, not knowing from where she would strike…

Someone with weaker mental strength might scare themselves into a breakdown.

“Still playing this trick…”

Ling Mo had already retreated to the corner. Although there were continuous “whoosh whoosh” sounds in his ears, Ling Mo remained quite calm.

This ultra-high speed couldn’t be maintained for long. At the moment she attacked, her speed would inevitably slow down.

Prepare, strike, no matter what she did, she couldn’t be faster than when she was moving.

Her speed was in her legs, not her hands.

Ling Mo had already observed this before she made her move, and this was undoubtedly confirmed.

“Ding!”

Although Ling Mo couldn’t use his psychic tentacles, his mental reaction speed was still there.

When she experienced a momentary stagnation at the moment of attack, Ling Mo immediately captured her movement trajectory.

The blades in their hands clashed together, and the woman let out a muffled groan, suffering a small loss.

“Isn’t this guy supposed to have a mental ability? Why is he so strong? Was he a special forces soldier or something? But if he were, he might have succeeded in ambushing me earlier!”

Although Black Cat had an enhancement ability, her advantage was speed.

She had given herself this pseudonym, which already highlighted the characteristics of her superpower.

Fast speed, but not strong. Although her speed boost gave her slightly more strength than an average person, she was still at a disadvantage compared to Ling Mo.

What frustrated her even more was that with just this moment of stagnation, Ling Mo seized the opportunity to rush over and accurately and ruthlessly slashed her arm again.

The wound wasn’t deep, but Black Cat instantly became furious!

This was provocation! And how could he exploit every little gap so well? Wasn’t he even a bit nervous?

But when she pounced back at Ling Mo, this guy just stuck to the wall, waiting for her to attack.

No matter what feints or psychological tactics she used, Ling Mo ignored them all.

He was fully focused, just waiting for her real, lethal strike.

“Why is this happening? Isn’t he supposed to have a mental ability?”

Black Cat would never have guessed that although Ling Mo appeared human, his body had mutated to the point where it was almost like an ordinary zombie.

Moreover, the virus in his body was much more advanced than that of a typical zombie.

Ling Mo could even smell the faint scent of blood in the air!

The two continued their chase and clash, quickly descending into a battle of attrition.

But while Ling Mo could afford to drag it out, Black Cat could not.

Her stamina was depleting, whereas Ling Mo seemed completely at ease.

“If only I hadn’t been tricked by him right from the start…”

Black Cat touched the back of her neck again. The tactical knife Ling Mo used had a blood groove, and the wound from his slash had yet to stop bleeding.

Her back was now almost entirely soaked with blood, yet she hadn’t managed to even scratch Ling Mo!

“Damn bastard!”

Black Cat cursed inwardly once more. She gritted her teeth, and her already bulging leg muscles began to swell even further.

“Oh, looks like she’s going all out…”

Ling Mo also sensed the change in Black Cat. Enhancement ability superhumans essentially pushed their bodies to the limit. Overdoing it could harm themselves, much like how Ling Mo couldn’t completely deplete his psychic power.

Pushing too hard could result in aftereffects, or even permanent damage.

This was something one could instinctively sense without being taught.

But she was clearly experiencing significant stamina loss, and now she was pushing her enhancement even further…

“Well, I still have a backup plan…”

Ling Mo, initially surprised, calmed down as he felt the potion in his pocket.

Just as both were preparing for their final moves, a loud noise suddenly erupted beside Ling Mo.

A massive burst of mental energy exploded, causing both Ling Mo and Black Cat to feel dizzy and fall to the ground.

A hole, like a black void, appeared out of nowhere in the wall. In that void, a flash of blood-red light from a scythe flickered and disappeared.

Then, a girl carrying a scythe, with a bizarre smile on her face, stepped through the gap.

Even without that smile, her entrance was eerie enough.

As soon as Xia Na appeared, she eagerly licked her lips, “I came because I smelled the scent of blood.”

“…”

Ling Mo stared at her with wide eyes, his first words being, “Where’s Nana?”

“Don’t worry, they can’t absorb me here. But it did piss me off. Almost got caught,” Xia Na giggled, and for a moment, Nana’s shadow seemed to flicker over her.

As long as they hadn’t separated…

However…

Ling Mo turned his gaze to the gap. Although it was closing, it was clear that it was Nana’s handiwork.

The psychic power that had just been absorbed… who knows what it had become on the other side of that gap…

“Hmph, whatever he absorbed, I’ll make him spit it all out,” Xia Na said with a confident smile, gripping the handle of her scythe.

Seeing another enemy suddenly appear, Black Cat’s eyes widened in shock.

“You all…”

According to the intelligence, Ling Mo was the only one among them with a mental ability. In this domain, perception abilities shouldn’t be usable.

Yet someone had managed to tear open the psychic realm…

And they had come because of the scent of blood?!

Before she could think further, Xia Na began to walk towards her, “Say hello. You’re mine now.”

“Who says I’m yours?!”

As Xia Na approached, Black Cat suddenly felt an immense pressure!

She quickly scrambled to her feet and instantly disappeared into the passageway.

It wasn’t a true disappearance; her speed was just so extreme that she became invisible to the naked eye.

Standing in the middle of the passage, Xia Na’s long hair slightly fluttered by her cheeks, her expression calm.

But the faint smile at the corner of her mouth revealed her thirst for battle and blood.

At this moment, Xia Na resembled her old self when Ling Mo first encountered her…

“Fine, I’ll kill her first!”

Black Cat’s voice seemed to echo from all directions, creating a significant mental strain.

But neither Xia Na nor Ling Mo’s expressions changed in the slightest.

Xia Na didn’t even wait for Black Cat to attack. She sniffed the air, suddenly raised her scythe, and charged forward, the blade carving a beautiful, graceful arc beside her.

“Splurt!”

A large splash of blood burst into the air, and a figure tumbled out.

Xia Na had already turned around, her slightly reddened eyes peering through the blood rain at the pale-faced Black Cat. “You think just running fast is enough? And you want to kill Ling-Ge? How about I play with you instead?”

With that, Xia Na, scythe tip down, charged forward with a light laugh.

Black Cat’s pupils shrank, and she hastily increased her speed, fleeing desperately.

One was fast as the wind, the other appeared relaxed and casual. As they chased and fled, the ground was soon littered with blood spatters.

“She’s obviously stealing the kill but even found a legitimate excuse for it!” Ling Mo watched, wide-eyed, as Xia Na relentlessly pursued Black Cat.

Running into Xia Na was sheer bad luck for Black Cat.

Xia Na was a genuine Leader-Level Zombie, far more sensitive to the scent of blood than Ling Mo.

She didn’t even need to look; she could track Black Cat just by scent.

No matter how fast Black Cat ran or how desperately she enhanced her speed, she couldn’t escape Xia Na’s scythe.

If Xia Na had been using a short weapon, she might have been at a disadvantage. But a long scythe was perfect for dealing with Black Cat.

Xia Na’s relentless attacks left no room for escape. It wasn’t long before she dragged a blood-soaked figure back to Ling Mo.

Seeing the woman glaring at him with gritted teeth, Ling Mo squatted down and asked, “Who are you? Are you from the F Team?”

“Go to hell!” Black Cat spat out a mouthful of blood.

“I have no grudge against you, do I?” Ling Mo frowned.

It was clear she was after something beneficial, but to fight so desperately for it…

It was hard to say whether it was her determination or her tragedy.

“What’s the point of saying this now…”

Just as Black Cat quietly grasped something, Ling Mo grabbed her arm.

“What’s this?”

Ling Mo snatched the small bottle from her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Black Cat’s gaze instantly turned bleak.