Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1591: Chapter 855: Taboo Silhouette, Divine Artifact in the Taboo Forest!

Black wanted to kill Qing Chen.

He wanted to kill him before, and now he wanted to kill him even more.

Before it was because he worried Qing Chen would steal the credit, now it was because he had taken a slap.

However, previously when Black wanted to kill Qing Chen, he was always thwarted by He Jinqiu, the bodyguard, and couldn’t find a chance.

But now it’s different, it turns out… this ‘He’ also wanted to kill Qing Chen!

Black used sign language to ask: Why do you want to kill him?

He Jinqiu thought for a moment: An A-Class being bossed around by a C-Class, I don’t think he deserves it.

Black contemplated… so it’s an internal conflict?

This was the biggest surprise for him after a day’s trek.

At this moment, Black’s previous exhaustion vanished without a trace!

He gestured: What’s your plan?

He Jinqiu responded with a sly smile: Actually, to kill a C-Class, you don’t even need a plan. There are 14 of you in the reconnaissance camp, surely 14 B-Classes can’t kill a C-Class? He just went to pee, now is the perfect time to kill him.

Black gestured back: But if it’s discovered that we did it, I’m afraid Marquis Bolton won’t spare us.

He Jinqiu: Don’t you have ways to disguise it as him being killed by the rules? I don’t believe otherwise. A C-Class losing his way in the Taboo Forest, and crossing into other areas without completing the rules, isn’t that a great excuse? Hurry up, or he’ll be done peeing. Don’t worry, Marquis Bolton isn’t that smart, I’ll cover for you.

By the campfire, He Jinqiu began commanding people in the camp: “A few of you go and chop some more firewood, you guys go to the east, you guys go to the west!”

He Jinqiu dispatched over 160 people, making it less noticeable when Black and others left the camp.

Black and Yellow exchanged a glance and immediately set off, with the other 7 members of the Crimson Blood Team, totaling 14, heading into the dark Taboo Forest.

Actually, they were also left with no other choice.

Now Qing Chen was the favored one beside Marquis Bolton, making all the decisions, while Marquis Bolton played the hands-off role.

The Crimson Blood Team already bore a grudge against Qing Chen, and even if they wanted to sweep things under the rug, could they risk Qing Chen being willing to let them off?

Gamble their lives?

At this juncture, there was no turning back.

Having drunk Realm camellia, He Jinqiu watched with a sly smile as the 14 members of the Crimson Blood Team walked into the darkness, then circled back to track Qing Chen.

The 14 of them communicated with tactical hand signals, operating with the highest assassination protocol, advancing in a 446 formation and searching from three angles.

They were long-time teammates, coordinating seamlessly, with 14 B-Classes, forget about killing a C-Class, they could even kill an A-Class!

The only thing to be careful of was not leaving evidence, making sure it looked like a rule violation death.

He Jinqiu sat on the edge of the camp, waiting silently.

The Giant Dynasty’s Pioneer Corps could arrive at any moment, and although Bolton was a true empty suit and not a concern, with the butler being an unstable factor, he couldn’t be at ease.

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In the depths of the Taboo Forest, Qing Chen stood in the darkness, urinating while humming a song.

The song echoed through the silent forest, like a beacon drawing attention.

Black and others, equipped with night vision goggles, saw Qing Chen’s silhouette from afar and cautiously approached.

Black signaled: Check the environment!

Yellow used a high-performance thermal scanner to sweep an area of three kilometers, not missing the treetops.

He shook his head at Black, indicating no one was hiding.

Black felt puzzled.

Initially, they worried there was an ambush here because the butler had walked too far to relieve himself, too far for any cries to be heard from the camp.

It was quite absurd because a normal soldier wouldn’t go that far to use the restroom.

So Black stayed alert, worried it was a setup by Qing Chen and He to have that A-Class expert, ‘He’, deal with them under the cover of night.

When leaving camp, they’d been using night vision thermal imaging to monitor He Jinqiu, wary of any trick.

But from start to finish, He Jinqiu hadn’t moved an inch, showing no intention to follow.

Black had even prepared to kill He as well.

He whispered: “What’s He doing?”

Someone in the communication channel whispered back: “He’s taking off his shoes by the fire, hasn’t gone anywhere.”

Black frowned, the reason they survived war after war was not only because Black understood “human nature,” but also because he was cautious enough.

Though they were 15 in the reconnaissance camp, one was left as a hidden line to observe the camp’s situation.

But now it seems, there’s really nothing wrong!

Black gestured to Yellow: Rescan with thermal imaging.

After scanning, Yellow shook his head: Confirmed, no anomalies within three kilometers, no human presence.

Black frowned, sensing something was off, and wanted to give up, but the arrow was on the string and had to be released. Maybe if he gave up now, he’d be doomed by the butler when they returned at night.

“Continue forward!” Black whispered, “Yellow, you watch the surroundings, make it quick… even if an A-Class is here, we’ll kill together!”

In fact, this was Black’s greatest confidence, with 14 B-Classes here, even if ‘He’ came, they could kill together!

Yet, that’s when, watching Qing Chen’s silhouette, he suddenly noticed something was off…