The Gentleman at the End

Chapter 70: Chapter 69 Observation and Assistance

“Gun Sword Reflect”

was a special combat skill Edmund comprehended during his last mission by consecutively killing enemies.

It appeared to be a skill bestowed by his profession,

but in fact, it was more about his own continuous accumulation, proficiency, and insight.

The release of this combat skill was extremely demanding,

requiring a perfect angle and timing to intercept the “gap” in an opponent’s attack.

Once perfectly seized, it would inflict considerable damage.

Even some gentlemen in the family who had broken through their limits would not guarantee a successful execution of such a skill,

yet Edmund could use it perfectly at his age against such a formidable foe. @@novelbin@@

Training, talent, and psychological quality were all indispensable.

The shot that blew up the brain left his teammates utterly dumbfounded.

However, this was also a perfect opportunity that his two teammates wouldn’t miss.

Creak~

A thick branch grew from Yi Chen’s palm and reached the ceiling at the center of the ward, securing the best “viewing position.”

A mass of black fur soon emerged from the end of the branch,

extending its eyes as far as possible from its mouth to observe Mr. Li’s blown-open skull and the movement of the mice inside his body.

This was no simple observation,

Yi Chen was attempting to “memorize and compare” every mouse inside Mr. Li’s body.

The mice moving orderly inside the body bore resemblance to ancient wriggling texts… Yi Chen used simple variation thinking to translate their movements into readable and memorable words.

The book emblem in the posterior region of his brain also wriggled rapidly, ensuring the precision and efficiency of his memory.

Compared to Yi Chen’s “static observation,”

Juliana was engaging in “dynamic observation.”

Her choice of blue letter as a gentleman corresponded to the profession—[Secret Guest], a career combining information gathering and assassination.

The professional characteristics are as follows:

“Shock Sound”: The individual’s hearing has growth potential and can be enhanced through training, altering the structure of the cochlea, to hear a wider range of sounds. It can also convert shock waves into auditory signals to simulate live dynamics and spatial positioning in the brain.

“Silent”: Conceal one’s aura, reducing the noise produced during movement.

Such a special scouting gentleman was quite rare; a team equipped with one could significantly improve task efficiency and reduce risk, not to mention Juliana also possessed exceptional killing skills.

Edmund’s team being equipped with Juliana and Yi Chen, two rare all-around reconnaissance types, was somewhat luxurious.

The moment Mr. Li’s head was blown off,

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two daggers connected to fine threads had already been thrust into Mr. Li’s upper abdomen and right thigh.

Vibration capture,

Juliana tried to analyze Mr. Li’s internal structure… However, due to the abundance of mice inside him, she could only get a rough dynamic graph in a short time.

“No obvious Pathogen Core structure; is it possible that the Pathogen Core is hidden within the body of a mouse, or is the core one of them?”

Just at that moment,

Yi Chen’s voice came from the side:

“Miss Anna, could you please pay attention to the movements in his lower body… try to be as accurate as possible to every mouse’s trajectory and try to find one that stands out from the rest.”

“Okay.”

As the two distributed their detection tasks,

the daggers inserted into Mr. Li’s body surface suddenly detected significant movement of the mice, quickly gathering towards the head… Clearly, they were preparing to repair the huge wound caused by the gunshot.

In this process,

many mice had already started to bite each other’s skulls to merge their brains prematurely until they reached the volume of a human brain, at which point they could be directly installed into the skull.

At this point,

Anna no longer used her daggers.

Instead, she took out a sword hilt covered with wrinkled old leather from her waist—the hilt had no blade.

The dark aura overflowing from the hilt drew curse-like words in the air, unsettling to behold.

The hilt was crafted from a Pathological Crystal obtained by perfectly killing an old woman in a previous mission who could convey Pathology through curses and incinerating her body.

When Anna gripped the hilt, a curse enveloped her.

At the cost of the curse itself, a slender black blade emerged,

stepping silently, she joined Edmund to fight the enemy together.

Here it comes!

Mr. Li’s head was clearly not yet repaired,

the massive rat tail dragging behind him suddenly lashed forward… Clang!

A loud sound of metal striking reverberated through the room,

as the sharp-toothed rat tail slammed into the hilts of the swords held by Edmund and Anna, who had just arrived, sparking off fire cores and forcing them both to retreat.

Quickly,

the rat-connected brain fused, and the head repaired itself.

“Ah! It hurts so much… You’re clearly just rookie gentlemen, yet you possess such strength,”

As soon as the words fell,

the shadow of the rat darted!

The speed Mr. Li displayed was faster than any Pathogen either of them had ever faced before.

His three-section structured arms had multiple angles and versatile attack patterns.

In combination with that giant rat tail behind him, which possessed great strength and a pet-like consciousness,

he instantly overpowered the two of them from the front.

Edmund and Anna were beaten back step by step,

and their bodies began to show scratches of varying depths,

any attack that landed on Mr. Li’s exterior would be repaired in a short time… Only hits to the joints or head could slightly slow him down.

Even when Juliana delivered her curse attacks,

dark wounds could be inflicted, but Mr. Li only needed to expel a few darkened rat corpses to negate the effects of the curse.

Whether the rats were slain, shot, or cursed to death,

they could rapidly reproduce within his body from new rats, provided with vitality by the silver blood vessels connected to Mr. Li’s back.

Under the intense stimulation of growth hormones, infant rats could reach the size of adult rats in mere seconds and become an important part of his physical structure.

If they didn’t locate the Pathogen Core soon, as their injuries accumulated and their stamina was depleted,

the end would be determined within minutes.

At this moment,

Yi Chen was still making his “Observations”.

Using the effective damage his teammates inflicted on Mr. Li to peer through the wounds of various sizes, he watched the detailed movements of the rats inside.

Observing and comparing each rat in such detail that his head began to smoke.

His eyeballs were already bloodshot,

and blood trailed from his nose, sliding down the sides of his cheeks… falling into the mouth of the little grape on his shoulder, which tasted a weird bloody flavor, apparently mixed with a large amount of dead brain cell fluid.

Feeling slightly moved inside, he sent a telepathic message.

“William… From now on, I won’t pay for your mistakes! This is the only time, and it’s also because you have a strong desire to live and to slay your target.

I’ll reluctantly provide you with some combat support.”

As soon as the words ended,

the little grape perched on his shoulder rapidly scurried to his left arm and dove straight into the severed wrist.

At the same moment,

Mr. Li, who held the absolute advantage, sensed a dangerous aura due to his innate rat instincts.

“Hm?”

He glanced in the direction of the sensation during a brief respite from combat and saw Yi Chen, who had been standing against the wall, had vanished.

“Where did he go?”

As he continued to face the two before him, a faint sensing emanated from behind.

“Hm? Behind me?!”

Before he could turn, an excruciating pain engulfed his back, so intense that Mr. Li immediately abandoned his oppressive advantage and crawled away quickly to gain distance.

There, the silver blood vessels connected to Mr. Li’s back had all been severed,

and in the center of the infirmary,

Yi Chen, holding the axe that cut the silver vessels, hung it by his leg.

“What’s going on… wasn’t my hand eaten by him?”

In Mr. Li’s eyes,

Yi Chen’s left arm, which should have been missing, had regrown, and it seemed as if he was wearing a strange glove covered in black fur.

He even felt something on the back of the hand looking at him.