Chapter Fifty-Five: Then Let’s Play

The situation on the battlefield had reached its final stage.

Five kilometers away, Fang Mu had been watching the entire time.

When he saw those people scatter and flee, his nerves instantly tensed, his gaze locking onto the scene, waiting.

But when he suddenly saw Lin Chuyin erupt in a brilliant golden radiance, his expression froze, his eyes widening in shock!

"Has this girl lost her mind? She’s burning her life force?!"

Burning one’s life force—the most terrifying technique of the Golden Tier—Fang Mu was, of course, familiar with it. Videos of this desperate act could often be seen online.

Naturally, he knew the signs.

So, upon seeing Lin Chuyin’s body ablaze with dazzling gold, his expression twisted, and for reasons he could not explain, his heart plummeted.

His gaze grew grim, teeth clenched, fists tightening.

Was this girl planning to hold the rear for the other two?

Fang Mu’s eyes darkened to the extreme, a flood of unnamable emotions surging in his chest.

That cold, aloof, high-and-mighty temperament—how had she suddenly turned into a hot-blooded heroine?

She really had gone mad!

Unconsciously, Fang Mu’s hands clenched, his icy gaze fixed upon the four Golden Tier evolvers of the Greedy Wolf, locked in a standoff with Lin Chuyin—a murderous glint flickering in his eyes.

Damn it, am I losing my mind too? She’s just a half-sister by name—what am I so furious about?

They’d barely met a few times!

Fang Mu couldn’t understand his own thoughts, yet the fire inside him burned on.

He took several deep breaths, adjusting his state, before once more focusing intently on the distant scene…

And when the two Golden Tier evolvers beside Lin Chuyin turned and sprinted away—

Fang Mu hesitated no longer. With a forceful push of his right hand, his body vaulted up, leaping onto the crevice of the glacier!

In his right hand, a pistol appeared out of nowhere. In an instant, his cold gaze locked onto a prone figure two hundred meters away…

…

Shen Tian’s breathing grew rapid.

Peering through his scope, he had seen the dramatic shift on the battlefield. He knew the critical moment he’d been waiting for was finally arriving.

He no longer bothered searching for the mysterious gunfighter—that could wait. For now, his mission was all that mattered.

“To think the one burning her life force is the target herself… That’s fortunate. Still, I can’t let the other two go either…”

He inhaled deeply, forcing himself into a state of absolute calm. His icy eyes peered through the crosshairs, unwavering.

Wind speed, temperature, distance…

A series of shooting calculations surfaced naturally in his mind.

As one of the ace gunfighters of the Greedy Wolf, he had absolute confidence in his marksmanship.

Once the other two finally made their move, he drew a deep breath, his mind instantly calculating.

How far were they? How fast? How long would the bullet take to reach them…

Anticipation.

Two seconds later, the target appeared exactly where he’d predicted, not a fraction of a step off. A confident smile curled Shen Tian’s lips.

As expected, Golden Tier evolvers were only easy to predict when they fled.

“To gun down a Golden Tier gunfighter… That’s an achievement beyond most.”

A smile even appeared on Shen Tian’s face. He swiftly adjusted, preparing for the next shot.

His finger lightly touched the trigger…

Just as he was about to squeeze it—

A faint sound reached his ear.

It was distant, barely audible.

But for an instant, it distracted him.

And then—

Bang!!!

A gunshot exploded within the icy crevice.

“What?!”

Shen Tian was instantly terrified. The moment he heard the shot, he rolled, trying to evade.

But he was a heartbeat too slow.

Bang!!

It felt as if someone had punched him in the head, then a wave of searing flames erupted—

“Ah!!!”

Shen Tian’s shrill scream echoed through the glacial fissure. He staggered backward, his body engulfed in fire. Frantically, he fumbled at his waist, trying to draw his pistol.

But in the next instant, another gunshot rang out.

Bang!!

A bullet struck his brow, knocking him to the ground.

Another blast of fire erupted.

“Who are you?! Who the hell are you?!”

Shen Tian had gone mad, shrieking wildly as flames seared his body. All his genetic essence surged forth in a desperate attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was too wild, and as a Bronze Tier evolver, his power was nowhere near enough to smother such flames.

He knew he was finished—dead for sure.

But even in his last moments, he forced his eyes open. If he was to die, he would at least have an answer.

He saw a figure approaching from afar, pistol in hand, aimed straight at him.

But the man said nothing. Instead, he fired again.

Bang!!

A faint flash flickered from the muzzle.

Shen Tian convulsed, blood spurting from his throat.

The first two shots had targeted his head, but the skull of a Bronze Tier evolver was too tough for a pistol round to penetrate; only fire could hurt him.

But this third shot struck his throat, tearing a gaping wound.

Shen Tian could no longer scream. Face contorted, eyes wide, he clutched his bleeding neck as his skin sizzled and blackened in the raging flames.

A few seconds later, still wide-eyed and clutching his throat, he finally drew his last breath…

Watching the man die, Fang Mu exhaled deeply.

He’d been right.

The crucial moment the enemy had waited for was precisely when Lin Chuyin and the others attempted to escape, for only then would their path be predictable—making it the ideal time for an ambush.

Such a formidable foe was finally dead… Alone, Fang Mu had spent nearly an hour killing four Bronze Tier gunfighters.

This achievement was something to be proud of.

Especially the last one—a hard-earned opportunity, seized with utmost cunning.

He had expected to feel triumphant.

But in truth, he did not.

He simply glanced coolly at Shen Tian’s burning corpse, strode over, picked up his sniper rifle, and didn’t even bother searching the body further. In a few strides, he reached the entrance to the glacial fissure, raised the sniper rifle, and aimed at the battlefield.

When he saw the figure ablaze with golden light—small and slender, yet steadfast as a mountain—he gritted his teeth. It was indeed Lin Chuyin.

At once, he swung his scope onto the four Golden Tier evolvers of the Greedy Wolf, locked in a standoff with her.

His gaze grew colder.

These men—motionless, facing Lin Chuyin—they were likely waiting for the gunfighter’s shot from this side…

“So you all like to play at sniping? Let’s see how you like it.”

He drew a deep breath, leveling the icy muzzle at one of them.

At the same time, he pulled out his communicator and dialed a number.

Then, his expression cold and indifferent, he took aim and waited in silence.