Night's Nomenclature
Chapter 294: The Final Step

Not in the tree.

Zhang San was surprised. When he had just gotten into the car, he clearly saw the trajectory of the bullet fired from the tree crown.

The other party had left before he arrived.

But where did the other party go?

Zhang San was a veteran mercenary who had been on many battlefields. Naturally, he wouldn't be puzzled by this for too long.

So, the moment his back touched the ground, his back muscles bulged suddenly, and his figure inexplicably bounced away.

With a bang, a small crater appeared where he had originally landed. This was caused by Qing Chen, who was hiding behind the tree, taking the opportunity to shoot.

This time, even Qing Chen didn't expect Zhang San's back muscles to be so terrifying, like a spring.

Moreover, at that moment, Qing Chen followed Zhang San's figure, continued to raise his hand and pull the trigger of his pistol. In this close-range combat, a pistol was far more flexible than a sniper rifle.

Even a C-level expert couldn't escape his sight!

However, to Qing Chen's surprise, the bullet he fired this time passed through Zhang San's body and hit the tree trunk behind him.

Yes, when the bullet penetrated Zhang San's body, it was like penetrating a cloud. The bullet's speed didn't decrease at all.

“Not right,” Qing Chen exclaimed, suddenly raising his left hand to cover his waist and ribs, while his right hand suddenly aimed at a certain patch of air and continuously pulled the trigger.

The next second, the ‘Zhang San’ he had shot at began to dissipate like a holographic image. To his left, another Zhang San emerged from the air and punched Qing Chen's arm, which he had raised to protect his ribs.

With a loud bang, Qing Chen, who had never before received a full-strength blow from a C-level expert, flew out like a rag doll.

He felt as if his left arm and shoulder were about to fall apart.

His body was numb at first, then his left arm began to ache violently.

Even so, Qing Chen still held his pistol tightly, trying to shoot at Zhang San in the air to prevent him from continuing to pursue him while he was off balance.

He was thinking, was this ghostly scene of using an illusion to replace himself Zhang San's ability? When did he create the illusion, and when did his real body merge into the air?

Qing Chen analyzed it in his memory, but found no clues.

This ability was too deceptive.

He had just blocked Zhang San's attack with his left arm, not because he had discovered the other party's movements in advance, but because he knew that if the other party chose a trajectory and target to strike, hitting his ribs would be the best choice.

Qing Chen only judged the other party's optimal solution and made a block.

He was even a little lucky. Thankfully, he had eaten three Dragon Fish and had broken through to the peak of D-level; otherwise, this blow would have definitely broken his left arm.

At this time, Qing Chen, who was flying sideways in the air, had emptied his magazine. He casually threw his gun at Zhang San, and after landing, he staggered back into Weiyang Lake Park.

This was the first time he had faced a C-level expert at their full strength. The oppressive feeling, as substantial as a physical presence, caused Qing Chen to temporarily avoid the conflict.

Zhang San reached out and swatted away the gun flying towards his Face^[-]. The moment his palm collided with the gun, his palm was cut by some sharp object.

He was a little surprised. The gun clearly had nothing unusual. What had cut him?

“Boss, I've seriously injured him, but he's now running back into Weiyang Lake Park. Should I continue to chase him? This Daybreak Boss is a bit strange; he seems to have other trump cards,” Zhang San asked as he chased into the park.

Huan Yu said in the Bluetooth headset: “You decide whether this is a trap. If you think he has traps set up in Weiyang Lake Park, you can leave now, and I won't blame you. To the organization, you are more important than a single success or failure. But if you chase him and kill him, I promise you, I will find you a Forbidden Artifact within half a year.”

Zhang San thought for a second and chased after Qing Chen.

He didn't know if Huan Yu was telling the truth, but he knew that in the short exchange just now, he had already ascertained the reality of this Daybreak Boss.

The other party's strength was certainly not low; otherwise, that punch would have been enough to break the bones of this Daybreak Boss.

To be honest, Zhang San was somewhat surprised. First, how did the Daybreak Boss predict his attack? Was there some unknown flaw in the way he used his ability? He had practiced with other C-level experts and no one had ever discovered any flaws.

Second, this Daybreak Boss's strength and speed were only close to C-level, not yet at C-level, but why was his body so durable?

But no matter what, after careful consideration, Zhang San believed that the Daybreak Boss had already used up his trump cards.

The other party didn't quite understand his attack methods and trump cards, so he had the greater advantage in terms of victory.

Moreover, although Huan Yu treated everyone as tools, this Boss had never broken his promises.

In the night, Qing Chen had staggered back into Weiyang Lake Park, with Zhang San close behind.

No one knew that a young man was standing in a corner outside the park gate; he also had a Bluetooth headset in his ear: “Boss, I saw Zhang San did chase in.”

“From your perspective, judge the strength of this Daybreak Boss,” Huan Yu, still sitting calmly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, said softly.

“The level should be between the peak of D-level and C-level,” the young man said.

“Can't judge the specific level?” Huan Yu asked.

“That's the strange thing about him,” the young man said calmly, “If you say he's C-level, his speed is a bit lacking. If you say he's at the peak of D-level, then that's too peak… But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that his ability to use a sniper rifle is really strong. You didn't see how monstrous he was when he shot down 12 drones in six seconds, tsk tsk.”

The young man continued, “And, it's been confirmed that the sniper rifle isn't a real object. I don't know if it's an ability or a Forbidden Artifact, but it's not real. You wouldn't believe it, that sniper rifle doesn't even need to change bullets; it's so damn bizarre!”

“Since you've observed him up close, why didn't you take action?” Huan Yu said coldly.

“If I had acted, I would have died just now,” the young man patiently explained. “You have to give me some room to grow, you know I'm very capable, but my level is still a bit low.”

“Continue,” Huan Yu said.

“Boss, this person has absolute gun sense within 400 meters, so if you really want to kill him, get close to him, don't let him have the ability to use firearms,” the young man said. “On the battlefield, everyone actually doesn't want to encounter this kind of firearms expert. Mossad has a list that specifically lists those with absolute gun sense as the most dangerous people.”

“Why?”

“Because absolute gun sense implies countless hours of training and countless lives. The former represents unwavering will, the latter is the ability to discard distractions,” the young man said casually. “In short, it's very mysterious.”

“Do you think Zhang San can kill him?” Huan Yu asked.

“Hard to say, it depends on whether he has other trump cards,” the young man said, walking towards Weiyang Lake Park, and said as he walked, “I won't talk anymore, Boss. I'll go in and have a look.”

“Be careful.”

“Got it!”

…

…

Qing Chen didn't go anywhere else but straight to the bungee jumping tower, the place where he had killed dozens of assassins.

Zhang San was a little puzzled. He didn't understand why the Daybreak Boss wanted to escape here. Did he really have some trump cards?

However, regardless of whether there were still Qing Chen's trump cards in the bungee jumping tower, Zhang San couldn't let Qing Chen return there. People who have been on the battlefield for many years know one thing: no matter whether you understand why or not, don't let the enemy achieve their goals.

The distance between Zhang San and Qing Chen, because of the difference in their levels, became closer and closer.

This is the most direct manifestation of strength, without any shortcuts.

When Qing Chen was fifty meters away from the bungee jumping tower.

Zhang San suddenly accelerated again. In just two seconds, he closed the more than thirty meters between them and came behind Qing Chen, raising his fist to strike.

This time, Qing Chen simply ignored it, as if he didn't intend to defend at all, and took the blow.

However, Zhang San's fist passed through Qing Chen's body, causing no harm at all.

It was another illusion.

Zhang San originally wanted to force Qing Chen to defend and slow down, but he didn't expect Qing Chen to ignore him at all.

“Why did this boy see through my illusion again? There were no flaws in the footsteps,” Zhang San was amazed. His virtual illusion ability could virtualize everything—sound, shape, color, and taste—there were no flaws!

Qing Chen was extremely calm in his heart. He just kept running forward; only by entering the bungee jumping tower did he have a chance of survival.

The reason why he didn't defend was simply because Zhang San's sudden acceleration had exceeded the limit of C-level.

Qing Chen didn't believe that the other party could temporarily break through to B-level!

Therefore, this virtual illusion also required realism. If it was too exaggerated, for someone like Qing Chen, who was familiar with a lot of data, it simply had no credibility!

It was precisely Zhang San's failed attempt that gave Qing Chen the chance to run through the last fifty meters!

Qing Chen dashed into the bungee jumping tower and climbed up the spiral staircase.

On the stairs, the blood from the assassins who had died before had flowed down, making the stairs particularly slippery.

The feeling in his left arm and shoulder gradually returned, accompanied by soreness and swelling, all pouring into his consciousness and intertwining with the will transmitted by his Neuron.

But for Qing Chen, regaining feeling was a good thing, even if it was accompanied by pain.

He reached the top of the bungee jumping tower, and Zhang San followed closely behind.

However, the moment Zhang San passed a ‘corpse’, he saw the corpse suddenly jump up and stab a dagger into his abdomen.

Fortunately, Zhang San was already alert, otherwise, the dagger would have pierced his spleen.

“It's Qing Chen, Qing Chen isn't dead,” Zhang San said in shock, his voice also transmitted to Huan Yu through the Bluetooth headset.

Huan Yu was confused. Before, hadn't someone in the communication channel said that they had shot Qing Chen, and later someone said Qing Chen had fallen?

How could he not be dead?

It was too chaotic at that time. The assassins swarmed onto the bungee platform to kill the sniper.

Qing Chen controlled the ‘puppet’ to fall down after being shot, but he had already prepared and didn't need to use the puppet to stall for time.

But at that time, the puppet hadn't died, only the large intestine in its abdomen had been shot. In this kind of place, even if shot, it was possible to live for six hours.

At that time, the assassins' target was the real body who was about to jump off the bungee platform, and the puppet was just an obstacle, so no one bent down to check if the puppet was really dead.

The assassins didn't investigate further after seeing the puppet fall down. They didn't expect that they wouldn't even have the chance to check the battlefield in the end, and all died in the water and in the car.

At this moment, Qing Chen ran back to the bungee jumping tower for this seemingly dead puppet!

This unintentional detail left behind a plot twist.

He had previously untied the Marionette from the puppet's wrist, and the reason why he was racing against time when going upstairs was to take a second or two to re-tie the Marionette.

This poor puppet was still unconscious, not knowing it had been controlled twice.

However, Marionette was too evil. It didn't care whether the puppet was unconscious or awake. As long as it was still alive, still breathing, it could continue to control it!

At this time, Zhang San looked at the dagger in his waist and abdomen. He knew that Qing Chen had a habit of stabbing people's spleens, and if he had been slightly slower, a knife to the spleen would have undoubtedly killed him.

In a fit of rage, he kicked the puppet against the wall of the stairwell and turned to chase towards the bungee platform.

But this time, Qing Chen didn't run anymore. He only paused for a moment on the bungee platform before turning around and rushing back down the stairs!

Zhang San was very surprised to see this scene. This Daybreak Boss, with half of his shoulder disabled, why would he rush back to fight him?!

And Qing Chen was also somewhat surprised. When he turned around and rushed back, Zhang San had picked up a pistol from somewhere, aimed it at Qing Chen and pulled the trigger!

Bang! Bang!

Two gunshots!

The gun was empty.

Many people thought Zhang San was a brute, but in fact, when he was a mercenary, he was best at close-range pistol shooting!

These mercenaries, in that special environment, pistols are their life-saving things!

A shocking scene happened. The two shots hit Qing Chen's Face^[-], causing the young man's Face^[-] to tilt back, but the bullets did not penetrate his Face^[-], only sparks were ejected!

F

Forbidden Artifact ace-005! Da Fu!

Qing Chen endured the dizziness in his brain and jumped forward without hesitation.

However, he didn't pounce on Zhang San, but on the empty space in the middle of the spiral staircase.

The moment Qing Chen and Zhang San passed each other, as Qing Chen fell towards the empty space in the middle of the spiral staircase.

Qing Chen flicked his wrist. He, Zhang San, and the puppet became three points on a straight line, and a transparent thread deftly wrapped around Zhang San's neck.

Zhang San punched Qing Chen in the chest, the veins on his fist bulging.

Qing Chen, caught off guard, spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, Zhang San's world seemed to slow down.

He watched as Qing Chen's crimson blood splattered into the air, seemingly cut in two by some transparent line.

What was that? What cut the blood? This thought flashed through Zhang San's mind.

He didn't have time to figure it out.

In an instant, a transparent thread connecting the puppet and Qing Chen's wrist suddenly tightened!

The thread, at some point, had become a sharp knife!

With a hiss, Zhang San's neck was cut by the thread, leaving fine blood marks, and blood gradually filled his eyes.

Qing Chen, holding the Marionette with one hand, swayed precariously in the middle of the spiral staircase, breathing heavily.

This battle might not be the hardest battle of his life, but it was definitely the most intense.

It had forced him to use all his trump cards!

He used the sniper rifle, absolute gun sense, and the combined technique of Marionette and Knight True Qi.

He even used the technique of taking a bullet to the Face^[-] with the Forbidden Artifact ace-005. Qing Chen felt a wave of fear. He was afraid that at that moment, what if the Forbidden Artifact couldn't block the bullet? What if the bullet didn't hit his Face^[-]? What if Da Fu got angry…

This was a usage Qing Chen developed himself, but he wasn't quite sure if it would work, and Li Shutong hadn't said anything about it.

Of course, this wasn't Li Shutong's fault, mainly because few people could force this Demi-God to the point of taking a bullet to the Face^[-].

Qing Chen endured the dizziness in his head, grabbed the handrail of the spiral staircase, and slowly climbed back up the stairs, lying on his back on a cold corpse, panting.

What followed was the immense soothing feeling brought by the Breathing Technique.

The young man felt incredibly calm.

He slowly got up, silently looked at Zhang San, picked up the Bluetooth headset from his ear, and using Breathing Technique, simulated a strange voice and said, “He's dead.”

This time, Huan Yu didn't laugh but remained silent for a long time.

Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, “Daybreak greets everyone.”

Then, he crushed the Bluetooth headset and carried the puppet downstairs.

This was the last step he had to do.

Outside the bungee jumping tower, the young man who had been watching said, “Boss, the Daybreak Boss came out carrying Qing Chen, covered in blood, like a blood man. Qing Chen should be seriously injured; he looks pretty bad; he can't even lift his head.”

“Is Qing Chen dead?” Huan Yu asked calmly.

At this time, the puppet behind Qing Chen weakly raised his hand and patted Qing Chen's shoulder, as if expressing gratitude.

The young man said, “He shouldn't be dead. I don't know how this kid is like a cockroach. According to my judgment, he was shot in the large intestine, then kicked by Zhang San, and he didn't die… Awesome!”

Huan Yu coldly said, “I don't have time to listen to your chatter. Judge whether there is a possibility of killing him?”

The young man hid in the shadows behind the trees, lowered his voice and said in an exaggerated tone, “Boss, my strength is so low, you want me to kill such a monster now? Have you calculated how many people he has defeated tonight? I'm not even enough for him to fill his teeth!”

“If you don't dare, just hide well and don't let him find you,” Huan Yu said impatiently.

“Got it!”

…

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