King's Awakening Chapter 720

Chapter 720: Chapter 720: The Hunt Begins!

Hm?!

The initially resting White Mitchell, his ears suddenly moved, as if he perceived something. A hint of a chilling glint flashed into his eyes.

“Honored…”

God of Heaven War and Earth War God also detected this abnormal movement.

However, just as they were about to open their mouths, White Mitchell motioned them to remain silent.

God of Heaven War and Earth War God understood immediately what White Mitchell intended.

Clearly, White Mitchell was pretending to be oblivious in order to lure the other party into the trap.

If they were to alarm the other party at this time, there was a high chance they might scare them away.

If the opponents took the opportunity to flee, their location would be fully exposed.

Under their current circumstances, this would not be beneficial.

They clearly understood the situation they were facing.

People from the four major cities, as well as those ruthless treasure hunters, were all searching for them.

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They were treating them as if they were prey.

Once their whereabouts were exposed, an endless pursuit awaited them.

For them, within such a perilous Bald Dragon Island, this was not good news at all.

God of Heaven War and Earth War God quickly grasped this point, just like White Mitchell, and pretended as if nothing had happened.

Lucy, standing to one side, saw this and felt confused, but in the end still couldn't understand what was happening to White Mitchell and the others.

Obviously, Lucy, despite being a genius from the Beast Controlling Sect, had not noticed these subtle movements.

All she knew was that God of Heaven War and God of Earth War seemed suddenly tense, but then it felt like nothing had happened.

This left Lucy quite baffled.

However, having spent time with White Mitchell and the others, Lucy had grown accustomed to this pattern of interaction.

She would no longer ask questions that she shouldn't ask.

Because she knew that even if she asked, White Mitchell and the others would not give her an explanation.

She thought it'd be better to conserve her energy and warm her belly instead.

Moreover, Lucy was well aware that silence could often be the best course of action.

Just in case her chatter jeopardizes White Mitchell's plans, putting her in danger.

A vivid example was when she insisted on revealing her identity.

Lucy did not want to go through such peril again.

In any case, staying with White Mitchell and the others was the safest option for her.

Therefore, Lucy also knowingly sealed her lips.

On the other hand, not far from White Mitchell and the others, hidden within a dense forest, was a small unit that had just appeared next to the corpse of the Savage Ancient Elephant.

They were using the protection of the dense forest to closely monitor White Mitchell and the others' movements.

“Boss, should we go back and inform the people from the four major cities?” a team member asked.

With this statement, the leader shook his head solemnly: “No, do not report it.”

Do not report?

Everyone was taken aback and did not immediately react.

Seeing their reaction, the leader slowly explained, “This is our ticket to making contact with the four major cities. If we could capture these brats alive and present them in front of those young masters, we must be able to win their favor.

Rewards are secondary, but if we could become one of them, we would no longer have to live this upturned and miserable life.

Money, power, women, would not they be within our reach by then?”

Hearing his words, everyone's eyes immediately flickered with an unusual gleam.

Wasn't this the life they had been dreaming of?

Money, fame, and fortune could all easily be theirs!

If they could become a part of the four major cities, even if that transformation didn't make them feel grand, at least they could walk around with their heads up up high in the future.

In the future, who would dare to challenge them?

With all this in mind, everyone started getting excited, some even wishing they could rush out immediately and tie up White Mitchell.

“Boss, when do we make our move? Aren't we just taking these guys into custody? Isn't it as easy as catching something that has reached our hands?” One of the team members, who was already itching for action, asked.

What was right in front of them was a juicy piece of pork fat.

As long as they captured them, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it would be like a stairway to heaven for them.

With someone voicing out, the other team members' eyes also lit up in enthusiasm.

Nevertheless, the man in the lead shook his head when he heard this, “No rush, now is not the time, these lads, even though they seem ordinary, have dared to provoke people from the four major cities, so they must have some skills up their sleeves.

We should be careful not to capsize in this tiny gutter, which would make our efforts in vain.

Let's wait some more, observe a bit, night is about to fall, we'll act after they fall asleep.”

Now, all my brothers, eat and drink well, store up your energy.

Don't act like frightened shrimps when it's time to take action.

Especially you two, Third and Fourth, you both need to be more sensible, or sooner or later you'll die in a woman's belly.

Watch out tonight. If you screw up, I'll pin the whole thing on both of you!”

Upon hearing this, Third and Fourth made a wry face, then said, “Boss, you know, our pleasure is derived from just this.

However, be assured, we will not screw up this time.

We will be the vanguard tonight.

We guarantee that within three moves, we will take care of these little pests.”

Receiving the guarantee from both of them, the leader finally showed a satisfied expression, then he found a spot to rest, constantly watching the direction where White Mitchell and his group were located.

On the other side, after noticing that they were being watched from the shadows, White Mitchell and his team also remained calm, silently waiting for the other party to make a move.

White Mitchell was using Morse code to communicate with God of Heaven War, keeping a watchful eye on the situation.

White Mitchell could tell that the other party was looking for the right moment to strike, which would presumably be at night.

Having been through countless battles over many years, sometimes in a single day, White Mitchell and his group have had to rush to several battlefields to face the enemy.

Therefore, they were crystal clear about the timing of their moves.

It was always they who were lying in wait for others, and anyone who wanted to ambush them was merely dreaming.

White Mitchell's team once stayed awake for three whole days and nights waiting for the enemy to make a move.

The enemy was patient, too, lying in wait for three days and nights.

In the end, the enemy couldn't hold on any longer and had no choice but to strike.

As a result, White Mitchell's team, well-rested and ready, completely annihilated the enemy.

Patience is a must-have quality for every member of Team White.

Therefore, without showing any anxiety, White Mitchell was ready to play a waiting game with the other party.

Only when the enemy moves, will I move.

Thus, time trickled away, leading quickly into the deep night.

Lucy, who was unaware of the situation, quickly fell into her dreams.

Upon seeing this, White Mitchell's team exchanged significant glances.

As per White Mitchell's arrangement, Earth War God was responsible for staying and protecting Lucy.

Meanwhile, White Mitchell and God of Heaven War planned to take the offensive, delivering a hard blow to the enemy.

Now they were just waiting for the enemy to show their faces first.

So, the three pretend to sleep.

Even though their eyes were closed, their acute intuition still stretched out to cover the dense forest surroundings.

Any movement from the opponent couldn't escape White Mitchell's perception.

“Third and Fourth, take action!”

In the darkness of the night, the leading man gave the order.

The next moment, the fidgety Third and Fourth standing behind him vanished into the black night.

Using the cover of night, the two men, like two jackals, slowly closed in on White Mitchell's position, one from the left, the other from the right.

The remaining men also silently advanced in the dark.

This small five-man squad moved at ease in the dense jungle, their movements graceful and nearly without sound.

Meanwhile, the 'sleeping' White Mitchell and his team, though they didn't open their eyes, White Mitchell still tapped the ground rhythmically with his finger.

He was delivering a message.

Even without opening his eyes, White Mitchell was aware of the enemy's every location.

At the moment, he was conveying the enemy's location to both God of Heaven War and Earth War God, and at the same time laying out the next plan.

“Boss, I just saw that kid's finger moving, do you think he's still awake?” At this time, a member following the leader reminded warily.

His finger is moving?

Upon hearing this, the leader immediately turned his gaze to where White Mitchell was.

Upon looking, the leader's eyes widened in shock, as if seeing something unimaginable.

Where are they?!

Indeed, White Mitchell, who had been lying on the ground sound asleep, at this very moment, had vanished from everyone's sight, as if he were a ghost.

It should be noted that those in this unit were experienced treasure hunters.

The profession of treasure hunting is filled with unseen dangers.

Not only must they contend with spiritual beasts in the wild, but even more importantly, they must also watch out for enemies lurking in the shadows.

Therefore, a competent treasure hunter has particularly keen danger prediction abilities.

Especially this unit, who had already entered the Emperor Qing's Relics on Bald Dragon Island many times, their ability to anticipate potential dangers was unrivaled.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have managed to follow White Mitchell's group so closely out of all the other treasure hunters.

Their excellent danger prediction skills enabled them to avoid quite a few dangers along the way, which enabled them to quickly track White Mitchell and his group.

Now, however, their proud ability to foresee danger seemed to have failed them.

They had never anticipated that White Mitchell, a living, breathing man, would vanish right under their noses.

This was absolutely impossible in the past.

Not to mention a full-grown man, they would have noticed even if a fly had buzzed past their faces during an operation.

But now, the reality was just so frightening.

White Mitchell had disappeared, vanished from all of their gazes. They had no idea where he had gone.

“Boss… bo… another one is missing!” Just as the leader was stunned, in less than half a second, a teammate standing beside him shouted out.

What!?

The leader was shocked and quickly looked over.

The place where the God of Heaven War had been was now desolate.

Another one is missing!

Seeing this, the leader's heart pounded.

One person disappearing out of nowhere was frightening enough, but now, even the other one had disappeared without a trace.

Just what the fuck was happening?

“Fuck! Is it haunted?” The leader swore angrily, and promptly turned his gaze in the direction of the Earth War God.

The Earth War God, who had been sleeping soundly, was now looking at them with a mocking expression on his face.

Their gazes met. Despite the cover of night and the concealment of dense woods, the Earth War God's eyes, as if equipped with a tracking device, accurately found their location.

“Damn it! We've been spotted! This is a fucking trap!”

The leader finally realized what was happening.

No ghosts or anything, but rather, the other group had discovered them from the start and had been on guard.

That was why they could vanish right under their noses.

But this also demonstrated that the group they were pursuing was not ordinary.

They had detected their presence, but were not anxious. Instead, they patiently waited for them to act.

Once they decided to take action, the opposing group made the first move, directly setting up a counter-ambush.

Such patience, such vigilance, among many treasure hunters, is indeed remarkable.

At least, if he were in the same situation, he would not have their level of patience.

“Fuck it! Everyone stop hiding! Just come out and fight them!” The leader gritted his teeth.

Although White Mitchell and his group were able to detect their presence, the leader believed that their strength was not as great as his own crowd.

If they really were going to fight, his crew could definitely capture them alive.

They might have to pay some price, but it's a small price compared to the benefits behind them.

Therefore, the leader didn't hesitate to give the order directly.

As soon as his words dropped, the third and fourth men, initially hiding in the dense forest, stopped hiding. They stood straight up and charged defiantly towards White Mitchell's camp.

But just as they were in motion, a figure raced past in front of them.

Zi La!

A chilly flash of light, appearing particularly eerie under the crimson moonlight.

No one saw what it was, but then there was a shriek coming from the third man's direction.

“Ah…”

The third man clutches his throat in pain, not seeing who made the move. His eyes began to fade as he dies.

Bang!

A loud noise sounded as the third man's body fell flat, dead beyond doubt!

“Third brother!!!”

The leader, seeing this, was instantly consumed with rage.

Provocation!

This is an outright provocation!

How dare they kill my people right in front of me?

This is absolutely unforgivable!!!

“Kill them! Leave none of them alive!!!” The leader roared, furiously giving the command.

Yet the moment his order was given, “the fourth” in their not-so-distant group, fell to the ground.

This time, the leader finally got a good look at the opponent's shadowy figure.

It's the God of Heaven War!

He never imagined in a million years, that the person dismissively deemed useless could maneuver with such expertise.

“Fuck! I underestimated him!” The leader cursed. Fear unconsciously crept in his heart.

This was indeed not good news for them.

It proved that their adversary was potentially stronger.

But why though?

Their forces seemed obviously weaker than his and were much younger.

Under such circumstances, how could they unleash such enormous power?

Where the hell did this lot crawl out from?

Could they be from an assassin organization?

No way!

Could assassins actually appear here?

Unreal!

This fucking thing is just too unreal!

The leader's mind began to spin out of control.

Victory of the weak over the strong is no easy task, but the opponents made it seem effortless.

He could hardly believe it.

Except for some geniuses from major forces, who could exhibit such suppression.

But the leader couldn't find any clue even after going over all the forces he knew.

If White Mitchell and his group truly belonged to a major power, how would they allow individuals from the Four Great Cities to push them back like this?

This was where the confusion lay.

The Four Great Cities were strong, but compared to some of the real major powers, they were still lacking.

The Forbidden Land, vast and boundless.

Forces stronger than the Four Great Cities were countless; few of them were transcendent powers living in seclusion.

All these myriad forces could potentially produce incredibly powerful geniuses.

But, these forces were all immensely powerful entities, far beyond what the Four Great Cities could confront.

If the Four Great Cities dared to push someone to such an extent, it indicated that it had probably identified their identity.

That certainly was why they dared to attack them.

But how to explain the situation at hand?

A few individuals without any backing possessed such incredible talent and superb skills?

What a joke!

Since when did geniuses become so common?

Thinking this far, the leader felt his mind spinning like a whirlpool, incapable of making sense of the situation.

“Fuck! Come out! Get out for me! Who the hell are you!? Get out…” The leader gnashed his teeth in anger, not caring about anything anymore.

Whoosh!

But before he could finish talking, a shadow appeared right before his eyes.

Innocuously under the red moonlight, the leader finally made out the face of his adversary.

It's White Mitchell!

It's the man Mr. Leon set out to capture by name!

Whoosh!

Facing White Mitchell who suddenly appeared in front of him, the leader's face tightened instantly. He felt goosebumps all over, his body trembled without his consent.

“You… who… who exactly are you!!?”

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