A man in a leather jacket with short hair leaned against the wall and said in a deep voice, "Letâs forget about it, weâre probably not their match."
These people from the Otherworld, each of them at least have the level of a B-level Superpower User, which is incredibly outrageous. Only the most elite among the Security Bureauâs Superpower Users are qualified to go head to head with them.
They were indeed part of that elite group, but speaking purely of individual ability, they still couldnât match these Hunters.
"Letâs watch a bit longer, if it really doesnât work, we can leave... not to save these two people, but to take out these Hunters. If we can take out these five Hunters, our situation will be much improved."
Another man dressed in black tight-fitting clothing with long hair, holding a bow, said calmly.
His name is Chen Ling, the leader of their small team.
There were quite a few people around them. If they could take out these five Hunters, then the situation would greatly improve for them in this ebb and flow.
He observed the street with a face full of coldness, drew back the bowstring, and whispered, "Shoot."
Two arrows were fired simultaneously.
Of course, he didnât hold too much hope for this. First, the bow was too soft, although itâs the best bow they could currently get. Secondly, these survivors were exceptionally agile, and ordinary ambush tactics were completely ineffective.
The next moment, Chen Ling and the other three were stunned. One of the Hunters fell to the ground, an arrow protruding from his head.
He just died so simply, giving a surreal feeling.
It was known to them that every time they took down a Hunter, it required tremendous effort and substantial sacrifice.
Clearly, that arrow wasnât shot by them.
There were other people here.
A surge of excitement flashed in Chen Lingâs eyes. With one Hunter down, there were four left, and they also had four people, equating their paper strength at least.
And on the street, there were two people being chased. Since they were being hunted, their strength wouldnât be too weak, at least capable of putting up a fight, not defenseless civilians.
Moreover, there was a hidden sharpshooter who could kill these Hunters with a bow and arrow.
At present, it seemed they had the advantage.
"This is an opportunity, Xiaodong, letâs kill."
Chen Ling said decisively, carrying a Steel Saber as he led the three of them charging out of the alley.
The opportunity was fleeting, now was the best time.
The moment the Hunters moved to kill Xu Chuâs Sweat and the other person, there was movement in the alley. Four figures charged out from the alley, rushing towards the Hunters.
Leading was a man with long hair in black tight clothing, wielding a Steel Saber identical to Su Changxingâs, his running speed accelerating, turning into a black shadow.
Zhang Daxi also noticed the people coming from the alley, a trace of ferocity appearing on his face as he shouted, "Letâs kill."
At this moment, although there was no contact, there was a kind of tacit understanding among everyone, a mutual agreement to face a common enemy.
People of the same world, confronting the same adversaries.
The best choice for Zhang Daxi and his group was naturally to escape while someone else held back the Hunters, but they did not choose to do so.
In almost an instant, Chen Ling appeared in front of several Hunters, slashing at the nearest survivor to him with his saber.
"Clang~"
The blades collided.
Chen Lingâs eyes radiated dazzling blue light, a slender dagger appearing in his other hand as he thrust towards the Hunterâs abdomen.
In an instant, his speed was eerily fast, his body becoming a blur, the dagger closing in, creating a lethal momentum.
"Youâre really bold."
A disdainful voice sounded.
The Hunter smiled, his skin color began to change, revealing a metallic sheen.
His role was Steel Hardener, fortifying his skin to form a metal-like texture, greatly enhancing his strength.
"Clang~"
The dagger emitted a ringing sound of metal striking metal.
Chen Ling thought to himself that it wasnât good, immediately retreating, but he was already in a state of exhaustion, even with Superpower enhancement, he was still slightly slow.
The Steel Hardener seized the opportunity, landing a heavy punch on Chen Lingâs chest.
Ordinarily, this punch could even leave a hole in the wall, but Chen Ling skillfully mitigated part of it, flying backward.
This was a technique from Ancient Martial Arts, similar to force redirection, involving the use of muscles and tendons.
The other three also arrived at this point.
The short-haired man in a leather jacket slashed at the Long Scar Hunter, his speed not very fast, instead giving a sense of lightness.
The Long Scar Hunter cautiously retreated, observing the manâs actions.
Although these people from the Otherworld were generally very weak.
Yet, some had strange abilities, they werenât Extraordinary, but could wield powers similar to the Extraordinary, with even more variability.
Some Otherworld people possessed astonishingly strong powers, like someone who could launch fireballs previously, one fireball taking out four or five people in a house.
The power was like a grenade.
The Long Scar Hunter dodged the attack but couldnât discern any special features in his opponent. A bit stunned, he raised the long knife in his hand, counterattacking the opponent.
The heavy and swift blade created a strong wind pressure in the air.
The short-haired man in a leather jacket displayed a knowing smile, a blue thread appeared in the air, half a meter long, vertical, then bursting with thunder like a light bulb.
"Sizzle~"
The lightning struck the Long Scar Hunterâs arm, spreading throughout his body, causing a strong numbing sensation, his body halted.
The Long Scar Hunterâs expression darkened, not expecting the opponent to have such Elemental Control ability, with intensity very high even surpassing general Extreme Thunderers, causing his body to be paralyzed.
The short excitement on the short-haired manâs face disappeared, seeing his opponent only paused briefly, then rushing at him again, albeit slower.
But it was enough to scare him, knowing his lightning strikes could kill ordinary people.
Without hesitation, he turned to run, his close combat ability very weak, and elemental release requiring some time to gather, once caught, it was a dead end.
Yet, even in the state of paralyzing lightning, the Long Scar Hunterâs speed was still faster than his, like an ancient humanoid beast.
Lightning erupted in the short-haired manâs hand, but time was still not enough, his cheeks flushed as he felt the Long Scar Hunterâs blade closing in on him.
Suddenly, the Long Scar Hunterâs momentum paused, his arm raised.
"Whoosh~"
Blood splattered.
An arrow pierced through his arm, blood and bone, carrying infinite lethal intent.
He knew it was the hidden person making a move, always watching his surroundings, yet still caught off guard.