My Mosquito Clones Are on a Killing Spree

Chapter 64: Chapter 56: Total Annihilation

"AHHH!!!"

"A ghost! It’s a ghost!!"

"What’s happening?! Fourth Brother... What happened to him?!"

Shrill, distorted screams and furious roars laced with terror and disbelief erupted in the office like a clap of thunder on a clear day.

The Martial Artists, who had been ecstatic about splitting the money just a second ago, now had faces filled with nothing but utter terror and confusion.

The bizarre, skin-crawlingly strange way the man in the Hawaiian shirt had died had completely shattered their composure!

"On guard!"

Vulture reacted the fastest, his explosive shout cracking like thunder!

He shot up like a startled leopard, his vein-popped hand instantly grabbing the heavy battle saber leaning against the desk. The blade’s cold glint reflected a face contorted with shock and rage.

At his sharp command, the other three Martial Artists—the burly brawler, Ah Biao, and Qiangzi—jumped up reflexively, like cats whose tails had been stepped on.

Each of them snatched up their weapons—a saber, steel spikes, and gauntlets glinting coldly. They pressed their backs together, anxiously scanning every corner of the empty room. Their heavy, ragged breaths were clearly audible.

"Who’s there?!"

"What kind of rat are you?! Get the hell out here! What kind of coward hides in the shadows?!"

Vulture’s gaze was as sharp as a falcon’s. His saber tip quivered slightly as he pointed it at the empty air, trying to bait out the invisible enemy with a harsh question.

However...

Inside the office, there was no sound other than their heavy breathing and pounding hearts.

Under the dim yellow light, only the shocking, desiccated corpse of the man in the Hawaiian shirt silently testified to the horror that had just occurred.

The burly brawler suppressed the frantic pounding in his chest and swallowed hard, his voice holding an almost imperceptible tremor:

"B-Boss, maybe we’re just too tense? There’s... there’s no enemy here, right? Maybe Fourth Brother... he had some kind of sudden illness? Or maybe he was hit with some poison we don’t know about?"

He tried to convince himself with this reasoning, but his eyes couldn’t help but dart to the mummified corpse on the floor. Its shriveled state was clearly not something that could be caused by any known disease.

Just as the brawler was rambling on, trying to numb his fear with a "pathological explanation"...

「Within the villa district.」

Lin Yi had just finished the Refinement of the last trace of Qi and Blood fed back to him from the Mosquito Avatar.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as a thought struck him like lightning!

BZZZ!

A nearly inaudible, nerve-grating shriek of vibrating wings seemed to echo in the air.

The invisible Mosquito Avatar, like a soul-reaping messenger from the underworld, moved again, carrying Lin Yi’s cold will!

Its target was the closest man: the burly brawler!

The same method, the same precise lethality!

The Mosquito Avatar landed silently on the side of the brawler’s thick neck, right over a major artery. Its needle-like proboscis pierced his tough skin without any resistance!

The brawler was still talking to himself:

"...Boss, look, the factory alarms haven’t made a peep. No outsider could have gotten in! Fourth Brother definitely had a sudden, terrible illness. We should hurry up and... and burn him, to prevent... to prevent it from spreading..."

He tried to convince his companions, and himself, with logic, but his voice grew increasingly hoarse.

THUMP!

His massive body suddenly swayed as if all his bones and flesh had been sucked out in an instant. All his words came to an abrupt halt!

The body that was once brimming with explosive power now seemed like a dead piece of Wood, crashing heavily onto the ground with a dull, loud THUD.

As a bit of dust kicked up, the urgent expression of someone trying to convince others still remained on his fleshy face.

But his body shriveled and withered at a visible rate, his skin clinging tightly to his bones.

In the blink of an eye, he too had become a terrifying, desiccated corpse, identical to the man in the Hawaiian shirt!

"Ah Biao?!"

"Qiangzi?!"

Vulture let out a sharp cry, calling to his two surviving subordinates.

Two men in a row—talking one second, then mysteriously dropping dead and turning into desiccated corpses the next!

This was no coincidence, and it certainly wasn’t some bullshit disease!

The last vestiges of color drained from the faces of the three men left in the room—Vulture, Ah Biao, and Qiangzi. Their hearts felt as if they had been plunged into ice water, sinking to the very bottom.

Even a fool would understand now!

They were being targeted by something invisible, intangible, and utterly bizarre!

The shadow of death coiled around each of their necks like a cold, venomous snake!

"Back-to-back! Triangle formation!"

Vulture truly was a seasoned Martial Artist leader, demonstrating astonishing decisiveness even in the face of extreme terror.

He roared, holding his battle saber horizontally across his chest as his feet moved swiftly.

As if they’d found their pillar of support, Ah Biao and Qiangzi’s survival instincts kicked in. They rushed to Vulture’s side at top speed, pressing their backs together to form a solid triangle formation. Their weapons faced outward, their bloodshot eyes like those of cornered, terrified beasts, staring intently at the empty air around them.

"Be careful! There’s something here we can’t see! It’s right here! Right beside us!"

Vulture’s voice was low and urgent, laced with a subtle tremor.

His vast combat Experience told him that this situation was far more terrifying than facing a ferocious Demon Beast head-on!

The psychological pressure from this unknown, incomprehensible method of attack was enough to drive a man to collapse!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The three men reacted almost simultaneously!

The instinct to survive overcame the paralysis brought on by fear!

They began to swing their weapons wildly. The battle saber shrieked as it tore through the air, the steel spikes left a trail of afterimages, and the gauntlets made dull whooshing sounds!

The glinting blades wove a chaotic net, haphazardly covering every inch of space around them!

BANG! BANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Their sharp edges hacked into the hard walls, sending out blinding sparks, and slammed against the metal desks and chairs with jarring crashes.

The frenzied assault turned the office upside down. Papers flew everywhere, desks and chairs shattered, and the lightbulb exploded, showering the room in fragments and plunging it into even dimmer light.

However, all their attacks hit nothing but empty air, proving utterly futile!

’They’re pretty vigilant!’

Lin Yi snorted coldly in his mind.

With a mere thought, he directed the tiny Mosquito Avatar to evade the haphazardly swinging weapons with incredible speed and agility within the cramped space.

The opportunity was fleeting!

In the instant Ah Biao’s body stiffened for a fraction of a second after a full-force strike...

The Mosquito Avatar accelerated instantly—its Lv. 7 flight skill providing a seven-fold speed boost—and pounced precisely onto his heaving chest!

Its sharp proboscis, like the most precise syringe, plunged in instantly!

Paralysis and Blood Sucking activated simultaneously!

[Qi and Blood +0.5!]

[Qi and Blood +0.5!]

[Qi and Blood +0.5!]

[...]

The cold system notifications flashed rapidly through Lin Yi’s mind.

"Ugh..."

Ah Biao’s attacking motion froze. The ferocity on his face was instantly replaced by utter terror and confusion.

He didn’t even have time to look down at his chest. He only felt an irresistible coldness and weakness sweep through his entire body, as if his very soul was being siphoned away.

His steel spikes fell to the floor with a CLANG. His body, like a punctured balloon, rapidly deflated. With an expression of disbelief, he crashed heavily to the ground, following in the footsteps of the first two men.

"AH BIAO!!"

Qiangzi’s eyes looked ready to split from their sockets. Fear and rage made him let out a beast-like roar.

However, that grief-stricken roar became his last words.

The Mosquito Avatar didn’t pause for a moment, instantly turning and pouncing on the deeply shaken Qiangzi.

The same process, the same result.

Qiangzi only had time to let out a short grunt before his body, like a piece of rotted wood drained of all moisture, collapsed limply under Vulture’s despairing gaze, becoming the fourth desiccated corpse.

"NO!!!"

In a flash, four of his subordinates had died one after another in the most bizarre way, without even catching a glimpse of the enemy!

The bald, middle-aged Vulture was now scared out of his wits, his courage completely shattered!

He could only watch helplessly as his companions shriveled up and died like weathered rags.

This method of attack was unheard of!

Incomprehensible! Imperceptible! Indefensible!

This bone-deep terror of the unknown was more suffocating and soul-crushing than facing a powerful, rampaging Demon Beast!

"Come out! Get the hell out here!! You bastard, stop playing god! Show yourself and fight me like a man!"

He had descended completely into madness, hysterically hacking at the empty space around him. The light from his blade was like a sudden storm!

’Good thing the four of them had already put the cash from the tabletop into their bags. Otherwise, I would’ve been heartbroken.’

BOOM!

The heavy, solid wood office desk was split in two by the furious Sword Qi!

Deep gashes were left on the walls!

The entire office was a complete wreck, as if a hurricane had torn through it!

However, it was all in vain.

"Urgh..."

The next moment, Vulture’s frenzied movements froze, as if someone had pressed a pause button!

He felt the abundant Qi and Blood that supported his immense strength draining away from his body like a burst dam!

His fingers could no longer grip his heavy battle saber.

It fell from his grasp with a CLANG.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with ultimate terror and the kind of disbelief that comes when one’s entire view of the world shatters.

He didn’t even know when or where he had been attacked!

His body was completely out of his control. Filled with endless despair and unwillingness, he fell backward, stiff as a board.

[Qi and Blood +0.5!]

[Qi and Blood +0.5!]

[Qi and Blood +0.5!]

[...]

The last few cold notifications announced the end of the silent massacre.

「Within the villa district.」

Feeling the pure Qi and Blood instantly fed back from the Mosquito Avatar, an indescribable sense of control and satisfaction welled up within Lin Yi.

Invisible assault, paralytic control, silent kills!

The entire process was as smooth as flowing water, clean and decisive!

It was practically perfect!

This was the power he now controlled!

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