As Mogaosha's life force dwindled to near nothing under such a perilous situation, he shut his eyes in despair, knowing this next blow would surely leave him critically wounded! Killing him afterward would only be a matter of moments for the giant. But just then, the dilapidated wooden door beside him burst open with a crash, sending clouds of musty, mold-ridden dust swirling into the air. A powerful hand shot out, firmly gripping the sharp edge of the dagger aimed at Mogaosha, instantly halting the fatal thrust!

That single grip turned the giant's sure-kill strike into smoke!

The giant's pupils contracted instantly as he tried to yank the dagger back. The sharp blade sliced a mournful streak of crimson across the air, spattering a few drops of blood onto the nearby wall. But a formidable figure had already shouldered through the broken door, calmly stepping in front of Mogaosha—who else but Fang Senyan? He casually shook the blood from his hand, shrugged towards the giant, and remarked:

"A regrettable piece of news... Starting now, it's a two-on-one."

The giant’s face turned ashen. He never imagined the hunter would suddenly become the prey, and what made it even more desperate was that with a terror like Mogaosha at his side, escape was utterly impossible!

For Mogaosha, snatched back from the jaws of death, even his incredibly tough nature couldn't suppress a surge of adrenaline-fueled excitement. He grew up in chaotic places like Somalia, Africa; guns were his childhood toys, his friends in adolescence, and his livelihood in adulthood! In a way, he was cut from the same cloth as Quist, whom Fang Senyan had previously eliminated. The only difference was that Quist was Fang Senyan's enemy, so he died; Mogaosha was a temporary ally, so he lived.

Suddenly, the giant crouched low, stabbing his dagger toward Fang Senyan's abdomen like a striking snake. However, the giant's offensive power was already diminished due to his injured right hand, and his attack style leaned toward speed over raw force. That initial scratch had only just managed to breach Fang Senyan's defense. Thus, Fang Senyan didn't bother dodging this thrust; he merely bent his knees slightly, letting the blade graze his thigh, which only scraped a shallow line of blood! It posed no real threat to Fang Senyan!

What startled Fang Senyan next, however, was the giant's unbelievable evasion rate. Fang Senyan lunged in three swift axe strikes; the giant dodged two completely, and managed to parry the third with his dagger before it landed. Though blood sprayed as a huge gash opened on his right arm, the giant seized the momentum to flee, about to vault out the window. But Mogaosha, who had been holding his fire, put a single, precise shot into his head, instantly putting him into a critical state mid-air. Mogaosha rushed to the window, poured another burst downward, and finished him off, though, regrettably, no key dropped.

"You arrived just in time," Mogaosha quipped, turning back.

Fang Senyan replied coolly, "Naturally. Otherwise, I'd be the one lying on the floor right now."

Mogaosha stared coldly at Fang Senyan, "You know, O'Connor was my only friend."

Fang Senyan waved a dismissive hand. "So what?"

Mogaosha's eyes turned icy, "That idiot! If he hadn't shamefully run away halfway, he wouldn't be dead!"

"Then I would be the one dead," Fang Senyan retorted righteously.

"You would die too?" Mogaosha sneered, "... "

His expression suddenly changed. The word trailing his sneer seemed to get caught in his throat, his tongue bitten clean off, swallowing the rest whole.

Fang Senyan smiled lightly, "And what of it?"

A fierce and proud man like Mogaosha suddenly swallowed hard, lowered his head, and mumbled, "Nothing. Let's go rescue the others."

Fang Senyan glanced at him. "Then we need to save ourselves first."

Mogaosha startled, "What?"

"I cornered the intelligence-assisting Contractor, Danni, and Fante... that woman used the 'Song of the Elves.' And the three wolves Phil released can't hold Das for long," Fang Senyan stated calmly. "So, in about three minutes, we'll be facing a full-strength Fante and Das—and if I recall correctly, Das is the one who has already killed five of our men."

"Damn it," Mogaosha muttered, already pulling out a roll of bandages to rapidly wrap his own wounds. "It’s a good thing Maske used the scroll left by the Metal Mentor to heavily wound Finley; otherwise, we wouldn't even have a chance to fight this battle."

Fang Senyan nodded. "If we can suppress Das, then we have a shot—Fante can be left to me."

Mogaosha looked deeply at Fang Senyan. "Das's personal innate ability is 'Loading'; his weapon's reload speed increases by 50%, and his critical hit rate rises. He uses a Mauser rifle. Beyond a hundred meters, I have no chance. Within a hundred meters, I can barely fight him to a draw. If I can close within thirty meters, he's dead!"

Fang Senyan looked unconcerned. "Fine, I'll cover you until you get within fifty meters."

Then, Fang Senyan casually tossed him his soul-bound item: the 'Endless Volatile Vodka.'

"Drink."

Mogaosha caught it and took a large swig. After exhaling a puff of alcohol vapor, he exclaimed in awe, "Good stuff!"

Fang Senyan took the flask back, smiling, "No need to thank me. If I died early, it wouldn't benefit me at all."

Mogaosha patted his Gold A and scoffed, "That's what I intended to say."

Fang Senyan walked to the door, turning back. "We have at most two minutes before Fante comes out. In these two minutes, I need to shorten the distance between you and Das to under fifty meters... So, time is tight! Get ready. 3, 2, 1! Go!"

Fang Senyan suddenly lunged out the window, Mogaosha sticking to his back like a shadow. Though Fang Senyan's speed wasn't slow, keeping up presented no difficulty for someone like Mogaosha.

Das's rifle shots rang out in the distance again, but Fang Senyan was nearly at full health. Shielding his vital head area with his arm, he charged straight ahead, essentially a human shield. Coupled with Mogaosha’s cunning nature, who occasionally returned fire with short bursts, even though Das held a natural advantage behind cover, Mogaosha had Fang Senyan shielding him, making their relative safety equally high.

Since this sector of the battlefield had been sealed off by the Demon Clan forces, securing the commanding high ground overlooking the whole scene was crucial. Das’s rooftop position was undoubtedly that core area. The goal for the pair was to storm into that building. However, Das's mental fortitude was extremely stable, and he soon began organizing a counterattack, sending scorching bullets toward Fang Senyan one by one.

Yet, his mental energy was finite. He never dared use his 'Loading. Triple Shot' ability again. While the single-shot lethality of Das's Mauser was great, it couldn't deliver a fatal blow to Fang Senyan in a short span, especially since Mogaosha was constantly returning fire. Thus, by the time they reached the building, Fang Senyan had only taken three bullets, retaining most of his combat strength.

Upon reaching the base of the building where Das was positioned, the initiative undoubtedly shifted to Mogaosha’s side. Because if Das refused to yield control of the high ground, he would be forced into a sniper's duel with Mogaosha amidst the confines of the building! Evidently, his Mauser, with a firing interval of three to five seconds, would surely be no match for an automatic rifle like the A47 in such close quarters. However, one had to consider that Das possessed considerable strength, clearly indicating formidable melee capability, so the outcome remained uncertain.

"Hah!" After crossing that 'death zone' covered by Das’s long-range fire, Mogaosha seemed relaxed and confident. He patted his A47 at the building entrance and gave Fang Senyan a thumbs-up gesture.

"Leave the rest to me. I can sense a savage aura building up over there; Fante should be coming out soon. I need to recover immediately to face him in top condition. I heard Fante's innate talent is called 'Berserk,' which can boost his strength by about 15%, but it seems he already used it once, so I shouldn't worry too much about that."

Fang Senyan looked deeply at Mogaosha. "Damn it, you don't seem worried about my safety at all?"

Mogaosha curled his thick lips, pulled out a black kerchief from his pocket—it looked wrinkled and grimy, even bearing a few faint bloodstains—and wrapped it around his head. Turning back, he offered a meaningful look, "Although Fante is strong, truly, I still favor..."

Fang Senyan's pupils suddenly constricted, but Mogaosha had already vanished from his sight. At the same time, an ugly tearing sound erupted from a building in the distance. A massive door tumbled out, disintegrating in the air and kicking up a storm of dust. Fante, his face etched with murderous intent, emerged, clutching his greatsword, walking step by step. Behind him, the old, three-story British structure shuddered, then collapsed with continuous cracking sounds, sending up towering clouds of smoke. His eyes, filled with venom, seemed to pierce Fang Senyan like two nails!

: A quick explanation for classmates asking about the Critical Injury state. You can understand it as a passive ability with a five-minute cooldown. If your health recovers above 33% while in the Critical Injury state, you leave it; otherwise, the state persists indefinitely. If you are attacked within those five minutes, the Critical Injury state enters cooldown, and you will be killed outright instead of entering the state. Also, we’ve had continuous power outages recently. If the power goes out again tomorrow morning, the first update for the morning might be delayed.