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Chapter 90 of 100

Chapter 90

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As soon as he landed, Alan unhesitatingly whistled to summon Rupes, and at the same time, he took out the hunting map and said to Bodoro beside him, "Your prey, Finkes, is at the six o'clock direction. His ability is 'Reversal,' which means the more circles his arm spins, the more powerful his punch becomes. Go ahead and enjoy tonight's hunt."

"Thank you! I will!" Bodoro's face lit up with excitement and joy. Without a word, he picked up the heavy metal box and ran toward the target's location, disappearing from sight in no time.

Alan quickly locked onto Kube's position, leading Rupes and Feijie to avoid the areas with the most intense fighting. They quietly found the small man in an inconspicuous corner.

At that moment, Kube was working in tandem with another Phantom Troupe member,侠客 (Xiake). The former was using his replication ability to produce a large number of powerful grenades, while the latter was using his "Carry Others' Fate" antenna to control the gang members, who were covered in these replicated grenades and then detonated themselves in the crowd.

The power and the bloody scene...

Any normal person would be overwhelmed and vomit.

Moreover, such suicide attacks would instill intense fear in the gang members, ultimately leading to a collapse in morale and a retreat.

"Good evening! You two really work well together." Alan slowly emerged from the darkness and greeted them.

"Hitman hired by the gang?" Kube immediately took two steps back, becoming alert.

From his self-protective, instinctive actions, it was clear that he was the weakest fighter in the entire Phantom Troupe, without a doubt.

"No! He's not just any ordinary hitman! The Grim Reaper—Alan! A top-notch bounty hunter who has gained a reputation in recent times. In just two or three months, he has captured a large number of A and B-level wanted criminals, and each one ended in death. Be careful, he's not someone to be taken lightly. I'll hold him off, and you should run as far as you can. Go and inform the others to immediately evacuate Yorknew." Xiake explained with a serious expression.

With his extensive knowledge and hunter license, he immediately recognized the seemingly harmless young man in front of him. His nerves were already on edge, and he inserted one of his antennas into his body, preparing to fight to the death.

"Grim Reaper? You mean..."

Kube clearly realized something, his voice tinged with fear.

Xiake nodded without hesitation: "Yes! If I'm not mistaken, this is all a trap, a dead end designed to wipe out the entire Phantom Troupe. What do you think, Mr. Grim Reaper?"

"You guessed right! To be precise, I used your greed for the gang's underground auction to set a trap. Whether it's Dopei, Wobin, or those already dead Yin beasts, they were all my doing. Tonight, including the leader Kurolo, no one will leave alive. I will complete a hunt here and hold a grand funeral for you all."

As he spoke, Alan and Rupes completed a pincer movement around the two.

One stays to hold him off, and the other escapes to report?

No way!

He wouldn't leave such a loophole!

Moreover, even if Xiake activated his automatic mode, what difference would it make?

His limit of aura is fixed!

With just one punch, the second-in-command of the Phantom Troupe would instantly turn into a pile of bloody, mangled flesh.

"Why? Why are you targeting us? Have we ever wronged you?"

Xiake clearly realized the huge gap in aura between them and tried to end the severely disadvantageous situation through communication and negotiation.

"Ha ha ha ha! Truly surprising! A member of the Phantom Troupe actually talks about reason? Are you trying to make me laugh? Or when you slaughtered those unarmed civilians, was it because of some grudge? Besides, 'take what you want by force!' is your Phantom Troupe's creed! And I am merely doing to you what you have done to others. Those who kill will be killed. Do I need to teach you such a simple truth?" Alan sneered and mocked without any courtesy.

He made no effort to hide his disgust for the entire Phantom Troupe or his strong desire to destroy this criminal organization.

There was no need to list the countless heinous acts committed by these scoundrels under Kurolo's leadership. Just the massacre of the Kuleuta people, leaving no survivors, was enough to warrant their deaths dozens of times over.

Feeling the overwhelming malice, Xiake took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "So, there is no personal grudge between us, right?"

"Yes! I just find you all repulsive! Besides, I am very interested in some of the abilities within the Troupe. There's no point in talking more. Let's put all our aura on the line and have a decisive battle."

As the last word left his lips, Alan immediately activated his Jet, charging forward at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Automatic operation!

In just an instant!

Xiake activated his strongest ability, emitting several times more aura than usual, charging forward like a madman.

But the next second...

Super Destruction Punch!

Boom!

With aura several times greater than Wobin's, Alan's single punch cut Xiake in half at the waist, and a large amount of intestines, organs, spine, and blood vessels splattered into the air, forming a red mist.

But in the automatic operation state, Xiake felt no pain, not even self-awareness. Even with only half a body left, he still tried to use the last bit of strength in his upper body to attack the enemy.

But the result was obvious. His arm was crushed by a single kick, and he lay on the ground, barely alive, waiting for death to come.

"Contract established! Verna Lasus, consume him."

Alan showed no mercy, directly giving the red dragon the command to eat, then stepped closer to the other prey.

"You want to take our abilities? Dream on! I won't let you succeed!"

Kube roared, grabbing a replicated grenade from the ground, intending to pull the pin and take the enemy down with him.

Unfortunately, he forgot about the equally dangerous Shadow Wolf King behind him.

Rupes used a "Charge" and pounced, opening his shadow energy-covered fangs and biting down viciously.

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