Chapter 13: Saving Lives and Taking Lives

  The adventurers in Mir town also had the courage to commend, seeing the poisonous thorn people recklessly grabbing people in their own homes. The adventurers were angry and a group of people rushed up, planning to rush through the gate to open the way for Sasha. However, when they rushed up, the burly man who had already gone wild also stood in front of the gate. Some slightly braver adventurers rushed forward, but were thrown out by the burly man with a casual swing, and some with stronger defenses could barely get up, while those with weaker combat strength were already lying on the ground, their lives hanging in the balance.

  The gate was already impassable, Sasha tried to climb out of the small window of the tavern, she ran to the window and stretched out her hand just about to open it, but her wrist was suddenly caught by a hand. Sasha turned her head to look, it was that goat-bearded thief!

  The moment she was caught by Shan Yang, Sasha's heart sank, but she didn't give up. Her other hand quickly reached for the dagger inserted in her waist, but the speed difference between her and Shan Yang was too great. Just as Sasha's hand touched the dagger, before she could pull it out, her wrist was grasped by Shan Yang!

  "Honestly!" The goat-like man grasped Sasha's two hands and twisted them outward, causing her body to lean forward, unable to move.

  "It's all over!" Sasha's heart had completely cooled, she knew that this time she couldn't escape after all. Tears streamed down her face, but soon she became strong again.

  "I'd rather die than fall into the hands of these beasts." Sasha silently warned herself, then placed the tip of her tongue on the two molars in the upper jaw, and with a burst of force, a tiny particle smaller than a grain of rice was pushed out from between the teeth.

  This is the venom sac of a Stone-tailed Wasp, and if you swallow this thing, the venom is enough to kill a strong Ability User within one minute. In the wild, many mutated creatures have the habit of torturing their prey, they don't directly kill their prey, but instead make them lose their ability to resist before slowly killing them. Therefore, many adventurers will keep a quick-kill method as a precaution, and hiding poison in the gap between their teeth is obviously not a bad choice.

  Sasha had already made up her mind to die as she managed to get the venom sac of the stone-tailed wasp out from between her teeth. She didn't want to live a life where she couldn't survive or die, and her fear of the poisonous stinger far exceeded her fear of death, so she chose to take her own life. Just as she was about to swallow the venom sac, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her.

  "Since she doesn't want to go with you, then let her go." The voice was thick and slightly hoarse. Sasha stopped taking the poison, and big tears rolled down her face.

  "Who?" The goat turned its head sharply in the direction of the sound, only to find a man standing beside it, just one meter away, without knowing when he had appeared.

  The man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly thin build, not particularly handsome, but his short hair and angular facial features gave off an air of stability and ferocity. Being stared at by the man's extremely aggressive gaze, even the goatee seemed to send shivers down one's spine.

  "Little kid, are you looking for death? We..." The goat-like man had some whiskers, and he felt a deep sense of fear towards the guy in front of him. He was a mutant, with the ability to perceive, although he was only an eighth-level controller at present, but even super-abled people found it hard to sneak up so close without being detected. It was precisely this ultra-strong perceptive ability that had allowed him to escape death time and again, but this time, the goat-like man's perceptive abilities did not bring him good luck!

  The goat's words were cut off halfway, or rather, he couldn't say anything else because his throat had been slit, and fresh blood spurted out from the base of his neck like a fountain.

  "Gggg..." The mountain goat, Hu Song, let go of Sasha's hand and fell to the ground, clutching his throat, staring in terror at the dagger in the man's hand. As an eighth-level ability user, he couldn't even see how his opponent had slit his own throat.

  "I hate being threatened!" This was the last thing Billy Goat heard before he closed his eyes.

  "Wu, thank you!" Sasha's voice was very soft, and her shyness made her temporarily forget her fear.

  "Thanks also." Wu Song gave a sincere smile from the bottom of his heart, although before this he had never exchanged even one word with this thief called Sasha, but he knew that as long as Sasha was there, every time his smoked chicken was the largest head, his beef dish could almost top two dishes of others' portions, and it had not changed for several months.

  "Oh no! That guy killed Ossi!" The warrior who was chasing Sasha together with the goat horn shouted angrily, and then rushed towards Wu Song!

  "Be careful!" Sasha saw that the warrior had drawn a huge two-handed sword and was shocked. In the wilderness, thieves hated warriors the most, this profession that excelled at both offense and defense.

  "A warrior who doesn't charge forward is trash!" Wu Song smiled lightly and didn't feel intimidated by the warrior's roar, instead he drew out another dagger and charged forward!

  Downward slash!

  The warrior charged forward, swinging the large sword in his hand from right to left in a silver arc that sliced through the air, aiming straight for Wu Song's head.

  Slashing Strike is a skill that Warriors learn when their strength reaches 50. It has strong attack power, and even at level 1, Slashing Strike has a 50% damage increase, making it a very commonly used skill for Warriors in the early stages of field battles!

  "Idiot!" Wu Song only gave a two-word evaluation of the warrior's smooth and swift chopping technique.

  Although the slash attack is very strong, this skill has two major drawbacks due to its large amplitude. One is that it takes a long time to cast, and the other is that if you can't hit the target, it's hard to withdraw your hand and switch to another move.

  Wu Song's evaluation of the warrior was quite blunt. If it were in the wilderness, fighting against those massive mutated creatures, the warrior would be able to unleash a powerful slash and receive applause. However, when facing a thief who was obviously fast, the warrior still used the same method as before, which in Wu Song's eyes was no different from seeking death.

  "If you're looking for death yourself, then don't blame me!" Seeing the warrior's large sword chopping over, Wu Song dodged to the side, taking a small step to the left, and didn't even use any skills, easily avoiding the warrior's fatal blow.

  The warrior's first strike missed, but the large sword seemed to weigh around 40-50 kilograms. He swung it with all his might, and then tried to pull it back halfway, but it wasn't that easy. The warrior's technique was old-fashioned, and the sword's inertia caused it to chop down on a long chair behind Wu Song, easily cutting it in two. The force of the blow didn't diminish as it scraped against the stone floor, producing a row of sparks, and the warrior himself couldn't withstand the force, stumbling forward and falling flat on his face.

  Backhand strike!

  Just as the two men crossed paths, Wu Song raised his arm, and the dagger in his hand, like a poisonous snake chasing its prey, drew an extremely sinister arc in the air and stabbed straight at the warrior's neck.

  "Whoosh!" The warrior had no time to react as the dagger flashed across his neck, piercing it with a single swift motion. The blade emerged from under his chin, and he didn't even have time to cry out before falling dead.