Hunter of Mysterious Creature

Chapter 893 - 118: Fury (2)

In ordinary settings, saying this is unquestionable, but from an academic perspective, it’s not rigorous.

Complete mutation is irreversible, but there are cases of Hunters rescued during the acute mutation phase.

Like Mr. Wang.

Jin Hongyi, during his emotional mutation, was like a War God. He used just half a minute to slaughter through the ranks of Fungus Puppets — those highly corrosive filaments and spores landed on his body and were instantly burned to ash... Not only the bone blades, but it seemed his entire body was engulfed in flames invisible to the naked eye.

"I detected from afar using an optical thermometer," Candle Dragon said, "The temperature of Jin Hongyi’s body surface is over six hundred degrees Celsius now, and at the ’eye structure openings’ on his chest, abdomen, and back, it rises to around one thousand degrees; the tears of blood flowing on his body have a higher temperature than his skin."

"The blood flowing inside this guy now is probably as scorching as lava," Sun Hang said, "I think he doesn’t even need to use bone blades to kill those puppets. Just crashing into them with his body would work — see how those Fungus Puppets trying to restrain him burn up one after another. This ability is simply invincible against Fungus Puppets."

The Fungus Puppets "killed" by those bone blades would also catch fire, and these flames would spread among Fungus Puppets nearby — at least three to four adjacent Fungus Puppets would be taken down by the fire spread from when Jin Hongyi hand-slaughtered one.

Wherever he passed, he left only ashes and scorched marks.

Jin Hongyi soon advanced to the fourth zone under everyone’s stunned gaze, and upon slashing down the last Fungus Puppet between him and the others, he stopped.

His knees slightly bent, spine arched, looking like a feline predator ready to pounce, while dozens of angry eyes on his body were fixed on the crowd.

"Mr. Jin!" Chen Jing pushed aside the crowd, striding forward.

"Protect the young master!" Several retired veterans shouted, but the people in the hunting party remained unmoved— they had all witnessed how Jin Hongyi slaughtered those Fungus Puppets; charging now was pure suicidal.

Seeing their failure to rally others, these veterans could only step forward themselves, raising their weapons and pointing them at Jin Hongyi, whose body was heaving from heavy breathing.

"Do not shoot! Without my orders! No one is allowed to shoot!!" Chen Jing shouted.

"Young master... Mr. Jin... he’s already mutated!" a veteran couldn’t help but shout.

"Mr. Jin saved me twice when I was young; I owe him two lives!" Chen Jing yelled, "Even if he kills me now, I still owe him one! I’m not afraid, what are you afraid of?!"

The veterans were momentarily speechless, thinking the young master might not fear death, but if he died, how would they explain to the Patriarch back home?

The Patriarch wouldn’t think returning a life to Mr. Jin was simply justifiable; he’d only blame our inadequate protection.

"Young master, why don’t I do it?" a veteran resolved to die went up but was pushed aside by Chen Jing in powered armor.

Step by step, Chen Jing walked up to Jin Hongyi, with the armor height giving him a view of over three meters, Jin Hongyi slowly lifted his head, focusing dozens of eyes on Chen Jing.

To say his scalp wasn’t tingling from being stared at by so many anomalies would be a lie; Chen Jing suppressed his inner fear and, with the gentlest voice he could muster, asked, "Mr. Jin... You... should still recognize me, right?"

A hot mist of blood spewed from Jin Hongyi’s nasal cavity; he suddenly lunged, toppling Chen Jing, armor and all, who weighed over three hundred kilograms.

Jin Hongyi stood on Chen Jing’s chest plate, his bone blades crossing like scissors toward Chen Jing’s neck.

There wasn’t time for Chen Jing to put on his helmet.

"Do not harm the young master!"

"Mr. Jin!!"

Several veterans fired simultaneously, but bullets striking Jin Hongyi only sparked and clanged like metal.

The stopping power of large-caliber ammunition seemed to vanish against Jin Hongyi’s body; far from being injured, he didn’t even flinch or recoil from the bullet impacts.

But Chen Jing’s head was not separated from his body.

The bone blades stopped just one millimeter before cutting his neck, with a flicker of struggle in Jin Hongyi’s eyes.

His body began to tremble slightly, the sharp bone blades slicing two small cuts into Chen Jing’s neck as fresh blood trickled down.

"Mr... Mr. Jin?" Chen Jing felt his heart racing, never having been so close to death.

"Mr. Jin?" Chen Jing asked again.

His response was a muffled growl from Jin Hongyi’s throat.

The bone blades tightened again, their sharp edges cutting into the flesh.

Just as Chen Jing thought he was really welcoming death, Jin Hongyi’s eyes — and the ’eye structure openings’ on his body — suddenly closed, and the two bone blades retracted into his arms with a "swoosh," leaving a rapidly healing long wound.

Jin Hongyi fell to one side as if all his strength vanished, and after he fell, a somewhat familiar figure appeared before Chen Jing.

Chen Jing recalled this young man, like Candle Dragon, was sent by Dubhe Tower to oversee the hunting operation.

The young man held a large, empty syringe in his hand.

Clearly, he had just injected something into Jin Hongyi, causing him to fall into a coma before he could kill Chen Jing.

"Th... Thank you..." Chen Jing gasped, while Sun Hang pulled him and his suit from the ground.

"No need to thank me; you promised to treat me to a meal. I can’t let you die here under my watch," Sun Hang said, "But this enhanced suppressant really works. One shot and the guy calmed right down."

"Suppressant?" Chen Jing was taken aback, "You just injected Mr. Jin with a suppressant?"

"Yes, a concentrated enhanced version..." Sun Hang nodded.

This thing can even forcibly revert Mr. Wang from a Dragon Transformation state; for ordinary infected individuals, it’s practically poisonous.

"Is Mr. Jin... has he already turned into an anomaly?" Chen Jing asked again.

"Not yet, if he had completely mutated, your head would already be gone." Sun Hang shook his head, "He’s just blinded by negative emotions named ’anger,’ a good sleep will fix it."

"A good sleep will fix it? You mean... there’s hope for him?"

"I’m not the one to say if there’s hope, it needs professional handling." Sun Hang gestured to Candle Dragon in the distance, "Call Dragon City, have them send an Eternal Freeze Coffin over!"

At this point, those veterans gathered around Chen Jing.

These veterans eyed Sun Hang with strange looks—Chen Jing might not have noticed, but they clearly saw: this young man was several hundred meters away just a moment ago, yet suddenly appeared behind Jin Hongyi the next.

Moreover, despite the skin unscathed by full-power large-caliber bullets, this young man casually jabbed a needle through it... What a terrifying power!