"Still no good?"

Zhu Wenwu ran over from afar, seeing Su Changxing chase after once more.

In fact, even in his heart, he was unsure.

In his memory, during this period, Su Changxing hadn’t fought with the White Mask.

But this should also be the only opportunity to kill him.

The White Mask was extremely cunning, often not showing up in person, with half of the Doomsday Cult under his control.

Zhu Wenwu breathed a slight sigh of relief, at least Su Changxing’s strength was as formidable as he had anticipated, and the current White Mask was no match for him.

However, it might be different in the future, as that thing itself was a walking Celestial Calamity.

Then, he followed their footsteps and chased after them.

...

The White Mask’s methods of escape were quite impressive, trying various ways to flee from Su Changxing’s pursuit.

If Su Changxing hadn’t possessed "True Knowledge" to detect traces, he might really have let him escape.

The White Mask’s speed kept increasing, and eventually, Su Changxing could only shoot from a very long distance.

The corrective ability attached to the "Perfect Bullet Screen" was ineffective against the White Mask, and the bullet’s hit rate dropped significantly.

Su Changxing guessed that some ability of the other party affected the bullet’s accuracy.

However, one out of ten shots could still hit, causing widespread injury to the White Mask’s body once it hit.

Although not lethal, such injuries also recovered quickly, but the recovery speed was visibly slowing down.

Su Changxing confirmed that the White Mask was also nearing his limit, and at this rate, he could kill him; it was just a matter of time.

The White Mask was running towards the direction of Donglin City, seemingly intending to use the Wizards of Donglin City to interfere with Su Changxing’s pursuit.

Yet, despite this, Su Changxing had no intention of giving up; he was desperate to kill him.

The more powerful the White Mask’s methods appeared, the more it confirmed to Su Changxing the necessity to kill him.

Moreover, simply considering the reward from the mission gave him no reason to refuse.

The chase continued until nightfall, with the land shrouded in darkness, and sporadic watchtowers visible in the distance, with a serene blue glow shimmering above.

"What good does killing me do for you? Why don’t we make a deal? Don’t you need blood energy? I can provide you with a large amount of Blood Energy."

Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, the White Mask decided to make a final negotiation. In his view, as long as there were enough benefits, humans could be persuaded.

Upon seeing this, Su Changxing laughed loudly and said: "Is that all? Don’t you have anything more substantial? I’m afraid that’s not enough to sway me; isn’t blood energy something you get from killing?"

The White Mask replied helplessly: "Of course not; the blood energy obtained that way is very little and hard to preserve; however, it’s hard for a human to understand these things."

"If you wish, I can transform you into a Blood Species, breaking the bonds of life, which is something all humans dream of."

Su Changxing’s way of attacking was not complicated, on the contrary, it was simple and straightforward, yet these simple and direct attacks made him feel suffocated.

Each bullet carried immense destructive power, his body couldn’t withstand it, nor could he evade it.

Each bullet seemed to strike his vital point.

Any Tier Seven Extraordinary would have died a hundred times over at Su Changxing’s hands.

"Transform into a Blood Species?"

Su Changxing recalled the changes in Zhu Wenwu, carrying a hint of the Blood Moon’s aura, even quite intense.

He also thought of a critical point, how did Zhu Wenwu know those Doomsday Cultists would attack them?

Moreover, from the looks of it, Zhu Wenwu had already tangled with the White Mask before he arrived, yet he wasn’t injured.

There were many illogical points in this, it seemed Zhu Wenwu was hiding something.

The White Mask thought Su Changxing was interested and quickly said: "Yes, transforming into a Blood Species, someone like you has great potential, at least you can become a first class Blood Species."

"How about it? Becoming a Blood Species means an extremely long life span; isn’t that what you humans long for?"

"Even an Extraordinary only has a lifespan of a few hundred years, which is not enough; a few hundred years is just a blink of an eye."

His voice was like a demon’s persuasion, assured and gentle, making one involuntarily believe it.

"You are right, but killing you is more important to me."

Su Changxing raised the Silent Spear, continuously shooting at the Masked Man.

Soundless bullets were more likely to create a sense of misalignment, making it easier to hit.

The White Mask was hit again, only moaning: "Su Changxing, you will regret it."

An invisible, giant puppet appeared between the two, making a palm attack at Su Changxing.

This strike wasn’t fast, easily dodged.

Su Changxing slid backward, leaving the range of the puppet’s attack, causing a strong wind to blow his clothes wildly.

This strike caused quite a stir.

The blue vertical eye on a distant watchtower suddenly turned red, looking towards Su Changxing and them.

The alert system of the Wizards had been alarmed by the White Mask, they were instantly discovered, which was his goal, to disrupt the situation to escape Su Changxing’s pursuit.

This guy was too difficult, couldn’t escape, couldn’t defeat, but the strength of both sides wasn’t vastly different, making it quite torturous.

The White Mask once again darted off into the distance, disappearing into the night, his concealment ability was extraordinarily strong.

Seeing this, Su Changxing wrapped himself in the Shadow Cloak and chased after, shooting again with the Silent Spear.

However, just after running ahead for over a hundred meters, a thick bolt of lightning shot towards him from the left sky.

He had been discovered.

This was expected, his concealment ability was far inferior to the White Mask, but he could discover the other.

The speed of the lightning was quite fast, Su Changxing had to step back to barely dodge.

Then, several more thick bolts of lightning shot at him, in a curved long snake shape.

Several Wizards in blue robes appeared not far away, watching him from afar, and a large number of soldiers were surrounding from this direction.

"Damn it!"

Su Changxing looked in the direction the White Mask had escaped, cursed silently, then retreated, knowing he couldn’t pursue further.

Once stalled, there would be continuous support of Wizards from Donglin City, it would be troublesome then, and he might not even get away unscathed.

He blocked a bolt of lightning with his arm, then shot a Wizard in the head, blowing it apart.

This quick kill also startled the other Wizards, making them hesitant and not daring to pursue hard.

Taking the opportunity, Su Changxing transformed into a bolt of lightning, broke through the encirclement, and disappeared into the dark mist.