F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 198 A Small Problem

Scarface's body trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The two hovering daggers, one in front and one behind, were like two venomous snakes ready to devour their prey, completely blocking all his chances of survival.

The scent of death was so real.

"I'll talk... I'll talk..."

His voice was so hoarse it was almost incoherent.

"Don't do it!"

Chen Yifan didn't speak, but his fingertips twitched slightly.

The Nightmare Fang, which was pressed against his Adam's apple, moved forward slightly.

A thin line of blood slowly seeped out from the cold blade.

Scarface froze, his psychological defenses completely crumbling.

"I said! It's the Blood Axe Mercenary Group! It's 'Blood Butcher' Zhou Mu!"

He blurted out everything he knew, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

"About a week ago, the day after the military withdrew, 'Blood Butcher' Zhou Mu and his remaining dozens of brothers also emerged from this instance!"

Chen Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are they out?"

"Yes! They're out!"

Scarface nodded vigorously, his pupils filled with the fear of past memories.

"But...they're different from you! Everyone's injured. Zhou Mu, that guy,''s lost an arm and he's covered in blood!"

"We hid in the ravine over there, hoping to find a chance to scavenge something... We didn't dare go any closer."

Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu exchanged a glance.

"Blood Slaughter" Zhou Mu.

The most renowned legendary berserker near Jiangcheng, fearless in the face of death.

Even he ended up in such a miserable state?

The dangers deep within the mine were far greater than they had imagined.

"And then?" Chen Yifan pressed.

"Then..." Scarface swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "They had just come out, before they could even get their bearings, when...that thing appeared!"

"thing?"

"Yes! A shadow!"

Scarface's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he were seeing that day's scene again.

"A humanoid shadow dressed in a black robe, its face obscured! It just... emerged from thin air! Step by step, it walked up to Zhou Mu!"

"Zhou Mu yelled at him, asking who he was. The dark figure didn't answer and immediately attacked!"

Scarface's breathing was rapid, like a broken bellows.

"That scene... I'll never forget it! Zhou Mu's A-grade giant axe [Blood Rage Roar] could split a small hill in two with a single blow! But when he swung it, that dark figure... just stretched out a non-physical hand and grabbed the axe blade!"

"clang!"

Scarface mimicked the voice from back then, his teeth chattering.

"They caught it just like that! Zhou Mu used all his strength, but the axe wouldn't budge an inch! Then... a cloud of mist, blacker than ink, emerged from the shadowy figure's hand! That black mist spread along the axe to Zhou Mu's body!"

"Zhou Mu didn't even utter a scream before his entire body... instantly turned into a dried-up corpse!"

Wang Fugui felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

One move to instantly kill the legendary "Blood Butcher" Zhou Mu?

What does this mean?

Even Senior Liu Cang could never do it so casually!

They'd have to exchange at least a few blows, right?

"Where are the others?" Lin Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask.

"The others?" Scarface gave a bitter laugh. "The Blood Axe Mercenary Group are all tough guys. When they saw their leader was dead, their eyes turned red, and they rushed in like madmen! But... it was useless, completely useless."

"That dark figure... he doesn't seem to be from this world! All the skills that hit him either passed right through or were swallowed up by the black mist! He was like a ghost, walking around the crowd, and half of the Blood Axe's men fell down!"

"The remaining few were herded back into that vortex like ducks! He didn't say a word from beginning to end, as if he were cleaning up trash."

The story of Scarface is finished.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

The shock on Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu's faces was undisguised.

Chen Yifan's heart was also in turmoil, but he remained calm on the surface.

The power of heretics!

That bizarre ability that ignores the rules of the [World Engine] and directly devours skills and annihilates life force is definitely an "unorthodox thing"!

The military's withdrawal, Liu Cang's disappearance... everything became explained.

It's not that they abandoned this place, but rather that a terrifying calamity has appeared here that even the official forces cannot handle!

"So, Senior Liu Cang... was also... by that dark figure..." Wang Fugui's lips were a little pale.

"I don't know." Scarface shook his head. "After that shadowy figure finished off Blood Axe's men, it vanished into thin air. Since then, no officials have come. We only dared to come here hoping to make a quick buck since nobody was in charge, and who knew... we'd run into you..."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Chen Yifan's expression.

The story is finished, and the logic is perfectly consistent.

Finding the Blood Axe Badge at the dungeon entrance suggests that they might indeed have returned.

The sheer power of the shadowy figure explains the military's withdrawal.

Given this context, it makes perfect sense that they would resort to robbery.

But Chen Yifan felt that something was wrong.

An intuition honed through two lifetimes told him that a deadly lie was hidden within this seemingly flawless story.

What is it?

"Fanzi?" Wang Fugui nudged his arm. "This place is too eerie. Let's get out of here quickly!"

Chen Yifan did not answer.

His gaze returned to Scarface.

With his "mind's eye," he could "see" that the fear that Scarface felt from the depths of his soul when he described the "shadow" was real.

He had indeed seen that dark figure, and he was truly terrified.

But deep within his fear, there was also a barely perceptible trace of...greed?

What is he after?

and also……

Chen Yifan's gaze slowly swept over the scarred man's companions behind him.

From the start of the fierce battle to this interrogation, these people have remained motionless and silent.

The perception of "Mind's Eye" spread silently and imperceptibly.

After a while.

A cold smile curled at the corners of Chen Yifan's lips.

"One last question."

His voice broke the silence.

"How long have you been guarding this place?"

Scarface was taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to ask that question.

"Well... it hasn't been long, I've only been here a few days..."

"Is that so?"

Chen Yifan's lips suddenly twitched upwards, but there was no warmth in that smile.

"We've only been here a few days, and we're already so lucky! We witnessed the fall of a legendary figure and then happened to run into the three of us survivors?"

"Coincidence, it's all a coincidence..." Scarface chuckled dryly.

"Oh, that makes sense."

Chen Yifan nodded seriously, seemingly accepting the explanation.

next second.

puff!

Two daggers pierced Scarface's shoulders simultaneously, and blood gushed out.

He let out a piercing scream.

Chen Yifan's icy voice shattered his last glimmer of hope, word by word.

"You told your story very well."

"There's only one small problem..."

"That dark figure was able to wipe out dozens of elite members of the Blood Axe Mercenary Group."

"What do you think...?"

"Will he leave you few alive as eyewitnesses?"