Chapter 79 Night Vice-Captain

The sound transmitted far and wide, startling the people in front, who all turned to look, even distracting the guard team members who were fighting.

It was in this instant that the strange man with fingernails suddenly rushed toward the team leader, his hand reaching directly for his face.

"No!!"

The messenger's pupils shrank, and he cried out in alarm.

But in the instant his voice left his lips, the surrounding scenery blurred suddenly.

When his vision cleared, he realized that he had been placed on the ground, along with the watching refugees.

And in front of him, the scene was frozen: a man held the grotesque’s right hand, preventing a tragedy from happening.

"Vice-Captain Ye!!"

The messenger cried out in excitement.

The others were also shocked.

"Damn!"

"Who is that guy!"

"What's his background!"

"He controlled the grotesque with one hand!? The grotesque is clearly struggling, but can't break free of his restraint!"

"So strong! Who is he?!"

The players exclaimed in astonishment, while the team members revealed looks of elation.

"Vice-Captain Ye!"

"It's Vice-Captain Ye!"

"Thank you, Vice-Captain Ye, for saving my life!"

The last sentence came from the team leader, who had almost been disfigured and killed by the grotesque. He addressed it to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue glanced at them, snapped the grotesque’s wrist with a crack, and said, "All of you retreat!"

"This..."

They exchanged glances, clearly hesitant.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t worked with a captain before.

When working with Captain Lin and Captain Hua in the past, they had always assisted, with the captain as the main force.

Although they couldn’t help much, they could at least provide some support.

This was the first time they had encountered someone like Fang Yue, who directly told them to leave, and they didn't know what to do.

It wasn't until Fang Yue kicked the grotesque in the chest, causing the bones to cave in, sending it flying five or six meters before landing, displaying a god of war-like posture, that they paused, then silently retreated.

"Then we'll leave it to Vice-Captain Ye!"

"Please be careful, Vice-Captain Ye!"

"Go, Vice-Captain Ye!"

The several men quickly retreated, joining the players and watching the scene in front of them.

They saw the grotesque, which had been kicked to the ground, roar as it stood up, staring intently at Fang Yue with eyes that constantly oozed black blood.

"What are you staring at!"

Fang Yue rushed forward and slapped it hard across the face.

*Smack!*

-371!

The grotesque was sent sprawling by the slap, a damage number appearing above its head. Dazed, it propped itself up on the ground with one hand, seemingly confused as to why it had been slapped.

Before it could contemplate the meaning of life, Fang Yue grabbed it abruptly.

"What are you pretending to be dead for!"

*Smack!*

Another slap landed on the grotesque’s face, knocking out several teeth, splattering some black blood on Fang Yue’s clothes.

But the grotesque was being held by Fang Yue's other hand, so it didn't fly away, only a large number appearing above its head.

-522!

The large number stunned the grotesque. It howled and tried to bite Fang Yue, only to be slapped twice more.

"What are you yelling for! I need you to help me cultivate!"

*Smack smack smack smack!*

-577!

-602!

-592!

-622!

The damage numbers made the scalps of the surrounding onlookers tingle.

"Holy shit! What kind of damage is that!"

"Damn! Who the hell is this guy!"

"Vice-Captain Ye? Could this guy be that Ye Se Liming (Night Dawn) that the other players in the village often mention?!"

"No way! He's a player?! Holy shit! He's too strong! I'm stunned!"

If the guy in front of them was an NPC, a native guard team captain or vice-captain, they could naturally accept it.

NPCs, after all, being strong was normal.

But now someone was telling them that the guy in front of them was a player, which was a little hard to swallow.

The game had only been out for about four or five days, and yet there was already a player this strong! Killing the grotesque, forcing it into retreat without any ability to fight back.

They had personally witnessed the grotesque’s power earlier. The six-man guard team had almost been wiped out by it.

The players who went up to fight it also died in droves.

But Fang Yue came along and single-handedly crushed the grotesque. It was terrifying!

Watching the one-sided battle, the players were dumbfounded. Who was the grotesque and who was the player? Why did they suddenly feel sorry for the grotesque being beaten? It was so miserable, with no room to fight back.

"Ouch!"

Just when everyone thought the battle would end in such a one-sided manner, Fang Yue suddenly yelped and kicked the grotesque in the stomach, sending it flying five or six meters.

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"You even know how to sneak attack? So tenacious! Very good! I'm excited! Come, let's fight! I'm so hyped up!!"

With that, Fang Yue charged toward the grotesque.

At this moment, everyone noticed that the grotesque’s stomach had an extra hand, a hand made of fingernails! The structure was a nightmare for those with trypophobia, making their scalps tingle.

Those who had said it wasn't scary before were now silent.

Combined with Fang Yue’s earlier yelp, most people had already guessed that the grotesque must have extended its right hand, made of fingernails, from its stomach to try to sneak attack Fang Yue, only to be kicked away.

As everyone thought about this, Fang Yue pressed down on the grotesque’s face with one hand, slamming it into the ground.

With a bang, the floor tiles shattered, and dust filled the air.

And Fang Yue had already drawn his blade with a *whoosh*.

Cold Moon Blade!

More than 50 points of Force!

Blade out!

With a *shua*, the blade flashed five times in a row.

-1560!

-2270!

-1812!

-1960!

-1790!

All of the grotesque’s limbs were severed by Fang Yue. The last strike also severed the fingernail hand that had grown out of the grotesque’s stomach.

Without hesitation, Fang Yue struck again, aiming at the head.

"Roar!!"

Amidst the grotesque’s roar, its head was severed and rolled to the side.

-5331!

The grotesque fell silent, seemingly dead.

Huh?

No way?

That's it?

That's all the grotesque had?

I wasn't satisfied yet, and it's already dead?

Too weak, too weak, too weak, too weak!!

I want more, give me more grotesques, I want stronger grotesques!!

Fang Yue was about to get complacent when he suddenly realized that the system notification hadn't popped up.

His heart tightened, and he quickly added a few more strikes, but the grotesque’s corpse still didn't react.

Just as Fang Yue was wondering what was going on, he saw a black light, somewhere between real and illusory, slowly floating out of the grotesque’s corpse.

Fang Yue: ...

Damn it!

So it was you!

Vomit Finger Grotesque!

Fang Yue expressionlessly drew his blade.

"System notification: Congratulations to player [Ye Se Liming (Night Dawn)] for killing the grotesque [Vomit Finger Grotesque]. Reward: Force +0.3, Unloading Force +0.3."