Dual wielding volcanoes, killing through the west

Twenty years ago, Kongren gave himself a second life, saving him from a group of cowboys reeking of horse urine.

And now, the Void Man has granted him a third life; such kindness cannot be described in words. He should offer him the highest form of sacrifice!

These eight people... are just appetizers. Much, much more, more foolish and overconfident lambs need to join this ranks. Once he shakes off those three relentlessly pursuing troublemakers, finds a secluded spot, and waits for Kongren to fully heal his wounds, keeping a low profile for a while, the unkillable "Doverchio the Ripper" will be completely reborn!

Yes, just like the Holy Son in mythology, he was first nailed to the cross, died, and then reborn.

Nothing can stop me from being blessed by the Void Man, nothing!

……

The footsteps behind him were gradually drowned out by the wind and snow, something Dover had anticipated. After all, they were just humans; human bodies are fragile, prone to injury and fatigue. Unlike him, they couldn't run forever; they would only be left further and further behind!

"You'll die from being shot, you'll die from being cut, you'll die from being drowned, you'll die from being burned... How insignificant and fragile we are!"

Dover's twisted limbs were running back and forth in the snow.

His hair was completely shaved off, but strange roots sprouted from his scalp. From a distance, only an outline could be seen, vaguely resembling a human figure.

In a daze, he saw a figure crouching in the distant snowstorm.

She looked very small, with long, flowing golden hair trailing on the snow; she was probably a girl. Her clothes were tattered, and only one shoe was still hanging on her right foot, while her left foot was completely bare, lying on the snow. The girl was crouching low, her entire body pressed against the snow, only her shoulders slightly twitching, as if she were doing something.

In the freezing cold, with heavy snow blocking the mountain pass, why would a seemingly harmless little girl suddenly appear on a dead end?

Who is she?

What is she?

Dover Doughering's remaining rationality continued to ponder these questions, but soon, like lightning flashing across the sky, they vanished.

The empty being doesn't think about these things; He only constantly sends signals and commands to His own body.

Miracles don't come for free; everything He just performed needs to be replenished. Fresh blood and flesh—that's what He craves most!

Of course, it would be even better if it had a tender and smooth texture.

"You've come at just the right time." Dover swallowed hard, grinned, and lunged at the girl's back. "I'm starving too!"

……

As he lunged forward, his perspective shifted upwards, and he finally saw what the girl was doing—beside her lay a North American moose, 2.6 meters long, 2.4 meters tall at the shoulder, and weighing at least 600 kilograms. Because the heavy snow covered its fur, Dover didn't recognize the enormous creature at first glance.

The girl lay prostrate on the ground, gnawing on its flesh, prolonging her life in the bitter cold.

"..." For a moment, Dover gasped. He suddenly came to his senses and realized that he might have made a wrong choice, that is, he had misjudged the identities of the hunter and the prey.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The girl suddenly turned her head, her mouth smeared with moose blood, and her emerald green eyes, like those of a fairy lake, revealed a ferocity that made her seem even less human than him.

"ah------!!!!"

She bared her sharp teeth and forced out a howl from deep within her throat that was no less fierce than that of a wolf.

"laugh!"

With a push-off and a leap, the blonde girl hurtled head-on toward the airborne Dover like a cannonball!

A claw strike in mid-air!

They pierced his throat.

Chapter 428: The numbers have inflated again in such a short time?

"what sound?"

There were no obstacles on the snow-capped mountain, and any sound could travel far without hindrance, including the angry roar.

Ren stopped and listened carefully, somewhat astonished. "A wolf? But... why does it sound like a person howling to me?"

Zhang Renfeng felt the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but since it was an echo mixed with the whistling of the cold wind, he couldn't confirm it for a moment.

"..." Yinshuang remained silent, but her expression was somewhat anxious, and she subconsciously quickened her pace.

The direction from which the sound came overlapped with the direction of the series of footprints, so it certainly couldn't have come from the guy who called himself Dover. Therefore, the remaining possible explanation is: this small snow-capped mountain is truly a place where hidden dangers lurk; we've only gone a few steps and already encountered some strange thing.

In any case, we definitely can't just leave it unattended.

“That heartless Dover, a man who should have died twenty years ago, is actually here, back in his old home.” Silverfrost, though wearing two sets of light armor, murmured, “How interesting.”

"Is it possible that he didn't die back then?" Ren, who had obviously heard the legend of Blackheart Dover, continued, "Isn't there always a rumor around here that he's a vampire? They never found his body. Maybe the Jack gang never killed him at all; he probably bought his life with money or something..."

“Impossible.” Zhang Renfeng shook his head, his tone very firm. “To eliminate the root of the problem, the Jack Gang will not let this kind of guy go.”

In his current gang, Mike and Calaway were both former members of Jack's gang, known for their ruthless and decisive nature. When it came time to act, neither of them ever hesitated for a moment.

Not to mention enemies like Dover Dooling, who, if let go, would have ample funds and capabilities to launch a fierce retaliation against them.

With this kind of enemy, you either have to endure it and not provoke them, or once you take action, you must do it cleanly and thoroughly.

“I’m more inclined to believe that it was that ‘thing’ in his body that saved his life twenty years ago. Jack’s gang probably thought they could kill him, set a fire, and then leave. But he came back to life like he is today, and after that, he abandoned the name Dover Doolin and wandered around the area, which is why there are so many vampire legends.”

“You don’t seem surprised at all.” Ren’s tone wavered slightly. “I’ve sailed all over the world with Captain Istavo and I consider myself to have seen a lot. But something like that… something so vile and chaotic, this is the first time I’ve ever seen anything like it.”

“When I was in China, I saw witchcraft, and the effects were similar to those.”

However, upon closer reflection... the Gu techniques I remember at least used insects as raw materials, but those roots that sprouted from Dofu's body were closer to plants.

It was as if something had taken root and sprouted inside him.

----

Upon seeing this scene, all three felt a mixture of joy and worry.

The good news is that at least they no longer have to worry about Dover: this legendary, resilient king has finally squandered his third life. He was executed in the same way as Shang Yang, with his limbs, torso, and head scattered in different places at different angles, and it's clear he's not going to make it.

However, a figure with an even more powerful aura stood with his back to them on the snowfield. His magnificent, flowing golden hair almost dragged on the ground, creating a stark contrast with the surrounding snowy landscape.

In his hand, he still held Dover's head.

Upon hearing their voices, the girl slowly turned around, her emerald eyes scanning the three of them from top to bottom. Then, she lowered her center of gravity and let out a threatening growl.

……

Fragments of memory are like fireworks bursting open, their sparks falling to the ground, flashing across the cold, desolate night sky.

Despite the fact that her appearance and demeanor were vastly different from what he remembered, Zhang Renfeng recognized the girl in a very short time. For a fleeting moment, he truly believed that God or the heavens, perhaps in the unseen realm, there really was an being overlooking all living beings, controlling their destinies.

Childhood friends, after growing up, even if they only go to the next town, will keep in touch briefly, but gradually fade from each other's lives. Not to mention other states, prefectures, or provinces, they are basically worlds apart, and will never see each other again in this lifetime. And the girl in front of him is not even in the same country as him, truly living up to the idiom "at the ends of the earth."

Even if we take a step back, America is a very large place. For two people to meet at the same time and place on this snow-capped mountain seems to be more than just a coincidence.

"……Wolf?"

His response was a wild, bestial roar.

"ah---!!!"

Ren instantly raised his katana, gripping it with both hands, shifting from his initial low stance against Zhang Renfeng to a more solid high stance. Holding the sword in both hands, his feet firmly planted on the snow, he attempted to meet the girl before him with a thrusting motion.

"Wait, don't do it!" Silver Frost exclaimed. "She's my client, the person in distress I asked you to find!"

“She doesn’t look like she’s in distress.” Ren’s gaze swept over the moose at the girl’s feet, and he lowered his stance, remaining vigilant. “She doesn’t give me the feeling of facing a human; she’s more like a wild beast… a hungry bear, or worse.”

"Never mind whether it's a bear or something else, yesterday... yesterday's moon!" Zhang Renfeng asked anxiously, "What was the moon like yesterday?"

"Huh?" Ren was completely bewildered. He couldn't even tell what day it was today, let alone remember this.

"Crescent moon? Half moon? Or full moon?"

"It's almost a full moon, why are you asking this... Ah!" Silver Frost suddenly realized, half-covering her mouth, her eyes sparkling with excitement, instantly displaying astonishing wisdom, "I understand, this child is a werewolf! If it were a full moon, would she turn into a wolf?"

“She won’t turn into a wolf, but her mental state was already quite unstable when we first met. Master said it seemed to be related to the phases of the moon.” Zhang Renfeng frowned. “That’s strange. Master should have already adjusted her before she left.”

"Know her? You really do seem to know people wherever you go." Ren looked at him with an incredulous expression. "I mean, she and that magician who can conjure things up out of thin air... are they perhaps the same type?"

"If that's the case, I'm going to leave. I suggest you leave as soon as possible too, as this is not something an ordinary person can get involved in."

He was speaking to Silver Frost in the second half of his sentence, but the silver-haired girl was oblivious to this and was still eager to try.

"No, that's not it." Zhang Renfeng said with a heavy expression. For some reason, Ren didn't feel happy at all upon hearing this negative answer.

"My senior brother has reached his current level because of his tireless practice day and night, regardless of the cold or heat. He is the most diligent person I have ever met. If he can't master this one move, he will keep practicing and practicing, making progress day by day, like grinding water, until finally he reached the highest level of the Wild Goose Kung Fu - his body is like a swimming dragon, and his movements are like a startled swan."

"As for Wolf... her talent is the best among all of us. Part of her hysteria is because her senses are too sharp, catching up with too much information, but no one taught her how to deal with it. You could say that from a very young age, she reached a level that many masters might reach after exhausting their martial arts skills—going into a state of demonic possession."

"In order to suppress her occasional outbursts of evil, the master had no choice but to pass on a secret technique that had never been passed on to her."

"Is it too late for me to run now?" Ren's expression was stiff, as if he had swallowed a fly.

“Ms. Na…Ms. Namelia, don’t be nervous, we’re not bad people…” Silverfrost tentatively reached out, as if trying to tame some dangerous animal, and slowly approached her, his face full of a smile like he was coaxing a child. “It was Mr. Tao who asked me to come and find you. Let’s go home.”

……

The wolf showed no reaction to the name, bared its teeth, and, also on all fours, saw the long, golden hair flash in the snow as it pounced on her!

Chapter 429: This is the confidence that Rama Kung Fu gave her!

"laugh---!!"

Slender, fair, and long fingers, like those of a refined lady, were bent into claw shapes and easily tore open Silverfrost's leather armor, as if tearing paper.

The claw's trajectory was aimed directly at her lower abdomen. Silver Frost could even feel that if it weren't for the chainmail beneath her leather armor, which had blocked the attack, the force of those five fingers would have seeped directly into her skin, tearing through her flesh and then snapping her ribs!

"It's great that I listened to my mentor and didn't cut corners on defense..."

Yinshuang sighed inwardly. In that instant of attack and defense, she drew the first iron sword behind her and swung it, trying to force her back with a slash.

however……

"Sa!"

Like a leaf blown by the wind, the girl leaped up with incredible lightness, her golden hair gently brushing against the surface of the iron sword, letting the blade graze and break off a section of her hair.

Yinshuang had never seen anything like it before. In such a confined space, someone could still perform such a difficult turn—curling up, shifting, and stretching, all the movements connected together.

She immediately stretched out her hand, pressed it against the cold blade, and then used it as a springboard to perform a superb double jump, leaping directly to a position slightly above Silver Frost's head, about half a body length above her.

A visual blind spot that is difficult for ordinary people to defend against or even detect.

Silverfrost sensed something was terribly wrong. She remembered a fantastical creature called the "Killer Rabbit," which looked exactly like a rabbit, was agile, and had blades hidden in its hind legs. It would often leap onto the side of a hunter's neck and deliver a fatal kick!

A strong gust of wind came from the side.

"Wait……"

A clean and crisp kick!

"Boom--!"

Although it lacks a blade, the force of this strike may not be inferior to that of a blade. Silverfrost's leather armor only considered sharp weapon strikes, blunt weapon strikes, and minimizing bullet damage with chainmail. Wearing this armor restricts movement, leaving no room for further movement; a neck guard would be necessary.

The result was that... this exposed weakness was quickly seized upon by the wolf and attacked!

"Ugh!"

She was struck hard on the side of her neck, making a "crack" sound. A wave of nausea washed over her, and the world spun around her. A glimpse of golden hair flashed through the gap in Silver Frost's vision!

……

"drink!!"

Before launching the attack, Ren roared loudly, as if to draw the wolf's hatred and attention to himself, "Chongzhong ni Victory shiyou (Let's settle this fair and square!)!"

The most valuable quality in a person is self-awareness. He knew his own limitations very well, and after witnessing the wolf's actions firsthand, he immediately understood.

My strength is insufficient to subdue her without harming her.

When you make a move, it has to be a killing blow!

Despite saying he wanted to be upright and honorable, Jin's first move was to flick his toe, kicking up a clump of snow from the ground and striking the wolf directly in the face. Taking advantage of the wolf's momentary lapse in attention as it was blinded by the snow and instinctively closed its eyes, Jin lunged forward, gripped the katana with one hand, and switched to a lower stance.

Like flowing water, a continuous five-hit combo.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, striking five times in total, yet all five strikes missed!

Unlike Zhang Renfeng, she didn't choose to take the blows head-on. Instead, she twisted her body with minimal movement, microscopically manipulating every part of her body to its limit, dodging each strike. At the same time, in that split second, her eyes didn't blink. She simply turned her head and sideways to observe Ren's movements as if watching a cute little animal.

That look in his eyes sent a chill down Ren's spine.

"Whoosh!"

He swung his arm and threw out the kunai.