Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 435

Chapter 435: Dylan’s Hunt
Dylan chuckled in his mind, “what a coincidence, I was also thinking of the same thing.”

Dylan had learnt his lesson with the Bolu’s Bandits.

He understood that these men did not understand anything, only whose fist was bigger.

He had no plans to walk in there and explain that he was not in any other gang. All he came here for was the unbridles show of power.

He was here for a slaughter.

For the first time since he came into the Beast kingdom, Dylan was starting to use his head and not his chest.

For all he knew, Mich might already be dead, but if he killed these men, he would be avenging the boy and making a statement to any other person that had plans of coming after the orphanage again.

He firstly calculated how he was going to attack and how many were outside the camp.

Fortunately, at such a time, one of the guards yawned, “yoo, I am going to take a leak.”

“can’t it wait? The Boss said that the Cat-man returns to the Orphanage at night after his hunt. That means he would have started heading here by now.” Another guard spoke up.

The guard that wanted to go ease himself waved a hand, “come on now, it is just ONE cat man. what can he do against all of us. we are already three by the gate, and a lot more inside. unless he is a blue cored, its no trouble. In fact, If I see, him, I will kill him and screw his skin around my shaft,” he made an understanding motion with his waist and the other guards cracked up in laughter.

“Foolish boy! We know what you really want to do. just say that you want to go have a smoke.”

the guard laughed back, “of course, you know me too well man.”

He waved one more time to them as he left into one side of the bush.

After a while, the smell of tobacco was in the air. truly, he had gone to smoke.

But this presented a good opportunity for Dylan.

Dylan had to learn the hard way, but War had a way of making one’s perspective to opportunities become very sharp.

And so, he took the opportunity to strike.

Of course, Dyalan was in no way an assassin, but years hunting beast cored rat in the forest as an orphan had made him a formidable hunter.

The guard had been relaxing, enjoying his smoke when Dylan moved.

This was a wolf man. his senses were strong, but lenny knew how their type worked. Wolves were only truly strong in their packs, and this one had strayed away.

The guard suddenly heard movement at its side. He turned and looked sharply. it was only a beast core rat.

The moment he looked in its direction, the little rat ran away.

He smiled as he continued smoking. Once more, he heard another rush in the bushes.

He looked once more. His eyes catching the little rat as it ran away. “cowards!” he grinned.

and then he heard another rush. this time around, he did not bother looking.

All of a sudden, a hand covered his mouth, “I will be borrowing your skin.” on hearing this, a quick blade cut through his neck, silencing him forever.

and then looking at the corpse, Dylan began the next phase. Once more, if Chiron was here to see what Dylan was doing, he might have been proud.

Then again, such was expected. The vision and style of the leader had a subconscious way of influencing those under him.

After a while, the Wolf men by the entrance to the camp started to get agitated.

their man had gone out and had not come out till now.

All of a sudden, the smell of smoke suddenly became stronger, and stronger. Something did not feel right.

“Where the fuck is that idiot?” one of the guards asked and then he looked up. Just ahead a fire was building up. “What the fuck!?”

And then the person that had gone into the bush to smoke ran out, “Fire! Fire!!” And then he ran back into the bush area.

“Shit! That stupid motherfucker. He set the fucking forest on fire.” One of them cursed as he and the other one rushed into the forest.

Soon, others within the camp could see what was happening outside and rushed over as fast as they could.

Unknown to them, an intruder was using this as an opportunity to invade their territory.

Using the distraction as an excuse, Dylan sneaked into the camp. The wolf gang members had their hand full with trying to put out the fire.

However, Dylan had not just walked into the territory. He had done so in a very unique style.

A subtle trail of blood followed him as he navigated his way through the camp.

Any time he found a wolf gang member that was lacking, he could silence him forever with his blade.

Meanwhile, Klein, was enjoying himself, relaxing with a drink in his hand, admiring the scared little boy crouched at a corner. Some other wolf gang members were with him when they heard the screams coming from outside.

Immediately, they rushed out to see what was happening.

However, aside from backing out orders, Klein remained.

Just when he was lamenting about the stupidity of his men and what they had just done, a figure walked in.

The lighting in the room was poor. But then again, wolves had good eye sight and Klein did not mind.

For this reason, it seemed like the person that had entered was a wolfman.

However, after barking at the person again and again to go out and join the others to put out the fire, but noticed the person did not move, Klein instantly thought that something must be wrong.

And then his wolf nose caught whiff of the smell of blood. In this enclosed space, they was no way the smell of burning bush could mask it.

That was when he looked closely and he noticed drops of blood falling to the ground from the hand of the person in front of him.

Slowly, he allowed his claws out, baring his fangs against the person before his eyes. “Who are you!?” Klein asked.

At this point, Dylan did not bother with the disguise no more. Immediately, he removed the wolf skin on his back and threw it to the ground.

Klein saw this and frowned.

Dylan had skinned the wolf man that went to smoke and then literally wore his skin.

If not that they was no enough time for the camouflage to be perfected, he would not have blood dripping from this master piece that had managed to deceive even wolf men with their incredible sense of smell, sight and hearing.

Then again, having to hustle for a living had its advantages.

“You are the Cat-man!” Klein declared.

However, before he finished talking, Dylan removed his disguises, one after the other. The cat ears, and even the fake nose.

“You…You are a human!? I knew Momo was a hoe, but a human…hahaha!!! This must be my lucky day. bringing your head to the senate will see that i fetch a very handsome reward.

Immediately, he leaped in the air for Dylan.

however, Dylan side stepped, easily dodging the attack.

Klein was a green core half beast man, meaning that he was roughly the same cultivation strength as Dylan. Normally, Beasts and humans of the same power level were never equals.

In fact, a human with the same power level as a core beast would most definitely lose the fight. This was a trait that beast men also inherited.

However, with just this attack, Dylan could see a million holes in the attacking strategy that Klein used. The gang leader depended largely on instinctive movement provided by his wolf side.

Dylan was a soldier with experience in the battle field. from the moment that Klein got cocky and deceided not to call for his men but attack alone, he had already lost the fight.

Klein waved his claws instinctively for Dylan’s head.

However, Dylan waved his hand and the beast totem of a giant horned rat went out blocking the attack.

klein chuckled, “a rat, I ate those as snacks as a cub!” He added a little strength and the beats totem broke. Klein saw the opportunity and he opened his mouth wide, bringing it down for Dylan’s neck.

DYlan brought his hand to his face in defense.

Klein smiled at this. Even if Dylan had blocked with both hands, could he really block the crushing jaws of a Beast wolf man? That was definitely a lie.

However, before he could make the attack meet the mark, it happened. Dylan gave a light smile of his own, the last image Klein would see in this life time as the totem of a blade shone true from Dylan’s forearm.

Klein had practically jumped upon the blade by himself….