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The ranger’s shot missed, but his reaction was extremely quick. Without any hesitation, his years of teamwork allowed him to instinctively know what to do. He forcefully stepped on the ground, moving as fast as a ghost, and like the apprentice, he also jumped off the cliff.

If a Card Master Apprentice dared to jump, how could he not?

His profession as a ranger was known for its expertise in tracking!

There was no way the enemy could escape after jumping off a cliff!

However, as soon as he had jumped off the cliff, he saw the figure plunging rapidly, quickly turning around to aim his gun at him. The dark muzzle was trained right on him.

Almost instantly as he exposed himself, flames erupted from the gun.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Two more shots.

So decisive!

The ranger, still surging forward due to inertia, had no way to defend himself in mid-air. He was essentially a sitting duck.

“Damn it, how can a Card Master Apprentice have such proficient gun skills!”

The ranger cursed under his breath.

The first two shots could be attributed to luck, but these two were a test of real skill.

No prior aiming, just open firing. This meant that he had anticipated the ranger’s exact location when he’d jumped off.

The ranger himself was a gunner nearing Advanced Specialty, so he was familiar with prediction’s basis.

The shortest distance between two points was a straight line. His position from where he’d needed to catch up and jump off the cliff was closest to this point. Anticipating this point wasn’t difficult, but what was difficult was that this guy didn’t show any signs of panic under such circumstances. He’d anticipated and fired at the perfect time?

Such quick thinking was almost on par with a great gun master!

He’d thought he’d underestimated him before, but it seemed he had underestimated him again.

But he was a professional ranger, a full-fledged card master. A thought flashed through his mind, and his spirit surged, stepping hard on the air in mid-air and narrowly avoiding these two bullets.

He flipped in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the target about to land, chilling him to the bone.

“Such high agility attributes…”

Looking at his two missed shots, Leonard Churchill’s expression didn’t change at all.

He hadn’t been able to kill that Magic Curse Card Master before, so he certainly didn’t expect his gunfire to kill this agile Assassin Type Curse Card Master.

If his bullets could stall his enemies for a moment, that was enough.

After all, if he didn’t fire, the ranger could easily leap down the twenty meters or so and catch him mid-air.

Although his physical strength had surged, he was still far from an Assassin

Type Curse Card Master.

Plus, if Leonard Churchill didn’t want to break his legs, he would need to slow his descent midway. He shot out a steel wire from his sleeve, pulling on it mid-air to slow down his falling speed a bit.

For a master, this time would be enough to make up for the delay in jumping off the cliff and catch up, but because of those two shots fired just now, the gap was widened again.

In Leonard Churchill’s field of view, the team leader and several mercenaries had also leapt off the cliff.

Seeing this, he decisively threw a few grenades at the landing spot and turned

to run.

Under the platform where he landed was yet another dark cliff, Leonardo Churchill once again jumped without hesitation.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Three grenades exploded on the platform, illuminating the surrounding darkness with their flames.

Several figures were blown away, but the team leader and a few other mercenaries also dashed out of the blaze.

Without any hesitation, they chased after Leonardo Churchill and jumped

down.

If everyone was simply free falling, Leonardo would not fear. But clearly, those guys behind him had the ability to accelerate their descent in mid-air, which was very troubling.

Within merely two or three breaths after the second cliff jump, the ranger, moving as swiftly as a phantom, suddenly appeared right in front of his face.

In mid-air, there was no leverage, and no anchors to fasten the steelyard launching rope.

Leonard Churchill could almost see the chill in the eyes of the enemy just a few meters away as if gloating: Got you!

What the ranger hadn’t expected, however, on the brink of closing in on him, was the lack of panic in Churchill’s eyes during their staring confrontation.

in this moment of confusion, a wicked grin flashed across Churchill’s face as he abruptly pulled the ripcord strapped to his chest.

Noticing the motion, the ranger’s pupils shrunk abruptly: “Shock bombs!” Never did he expect the guy to trigger a shock bomb strung to his own body. Does he not value his life?!

Even though shock bombs usually aren’t lethal, at such close range, wasn’t a novice just inviting death?

“Bang!”

A visible sound barrier explosion occurred between the two. Despite being clad in a bulletproof plate, Churchill’s chest still shook like a train had slammed into it. His vitality and blood churned, and he momentarily fainted.

But the blast force propelled his body to hurtle down into darkness like cannonball mid-fall.

Seeing the forthcoming explosion, the ranger instinctively assumed a defensive posture, but was still sent flying by the shock bomb.

Watching the gap widen, the being launched back helplessly. All he could do was pull the trigger of his launcher, “puff”, and a metal net shot out towards the figure in the midst of explosion.

The sound of splashing water came followed.

The target had plunged into the underground Dark River, disappearing from sight.

All of a sudden, everyone realized that the cliff Jump was not in panic, but intentional- aiming to jump into the pitch-black Dark River.

This was the only plan a Card Master Apprentice could come up with to escape the tight encirclement.

The squad leader stared at the mist shrouded underground river with sunken eyes.

He had thought that a Card Master Apprentice wouldn’t stand a chance of escaping as long as he dared to show up on Dark Rain Street.

But there it was.

Not only did he escape.

He also had the audacity to slap them so viciously.

On reflection, the mercenaries realized.

From the beginning, he had demonstrated an unhuman-like composure and precise judgment.

During that intense chase, each gunshot he fired was accurate, buying him precious time to escape. Each step he took felt meticulously calculated, and landed right on the possibly only step with hope for escape.

Only when they saw him pull the ripcord of the shock bomb attuned to his body at point-blank range did the Blackwater Group realize that not only is this a sly guy, but is also insanely daring.

Even though the shock bomb probably wouldn’t kill him, there was an eighty percent chance he would pass out. Now, strapped in the net and falling into the water, can he still survive? Betting on the possibility of water reviving him. Seeking a slim chance of survival in the face of death, was this guy not afraid at all?

If there had been the slightest hesitation or slip up during his escape, he would have been captured!

But he didn’t!

Not even once!

Gunning, cliff-jumping, shock bomb, and precise landing into the water. Every move was flawless and executed without an ounce of hesitation!

The fog had sunk down to the surface of the river, lessening visibility to less than two meters. Even with a flare, all they could see was merely a sheet of dense fog over the river.

The grim-Iooking squad leader roared, “Dive in! We must capture him at all costs!”

With these words, he removed his mechanical equipment and jumped into the river first.

If they let this target escape, they could already imagine what their fate would be..