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It wasn't that he was afraid to act; it was that he didn't want to. But now that Bai Liuxi had called him, would he still be sitting here?

The frost on Bai Liuxi's arms had spread to her shoulders, and her fingers were immobile, but her face remained expressionless.

She looked at Su Mu and waited.

She didn't call out a second time because she knew it wasn't necessary. Old Wei's shield was cracking more and more, Zhao Cheng's Tang sword was covered in dust and bits of flesh, A Qi had already lost two drones, and Xiao Jiu's vines had withered and died in several waves. They wouldn't last much longer, but she knew Su Mu would intervene.

Su Mu sighed.

The Ice and Fire Witch had already forced the military to call for his services. He genuinely didn't want to draw attention to himself—he had already revealed too much of his strength, and if things continued this way, he would be seen by others as a "somewhat strong survivor" and then a "monster."

But he knew even better that if he didn't intervene, these soldiers wouldn't last long. Bai Liuxi's frost had spread to her shoulders, Lao Wei's shield was riddled with cracks, Zhao Cheng's Tang sword was dulled, A Qi's drone was down to its last one, teetering in the air, and Xiao Jiu's vines had withered in several waves, the blood at the corner of her mouth still wet.

None of the five members of the Black Kill Squad are in good condition.

According to his observation, if this dense forest is indeed the Grand Forest, then Frost Krah and Flame Pinoch are not the strongest.

Hidden deep within that darkness lies another—the true mastermind who summoned them. If he doesn't act soon, let alone dealing with that hidden boss, these two witches alone could cripple the Black Kill Squad.

Thinking of this, he pulled out his spear. As the spear tip emerged from the layer of fallen leaves, it kicked up a small patch of leaves and dirt.

Leaves drifted down from the tip of the spear, dirt slid off it, his movements were neither fast nor slow, as if he were doing something he had done countless times, something he knew by heart. The spear spun in his hand, tip down, then up, drawing a semicircle in the air.

The tip of the gun traced a silvery arc in the darkness, the arc flickering briefly in the firelight before fading. He emerged from the shadow of the tree trunk.

He emerged from the shadow of the tree trunk.

Their pace was neither fast nor slow, as if they were taking a stroll, their shoes making a soft rustling sound as they stepped on the fallen leaves.

The sound wasn't loud, but at that moment, the entire battlefield fell silent, so quiet that everyone could hear the rustling footsteps, like someone gently tapping a drumbeat in their ear.

All eyes were on him... Those who had mocked him before, those who called him a "pretty boy," those who said he "didn't even dare to make a move," were now speechless, their mouths agape.

They watched him walk toward the Ice Witch, watching the spear on his back emerge from the void. The silver-white spear slowly rose from nothingness, like an ancient sword polished by time for thousands of years. Under the dark red firelight of the campfire and the cold blue light of the ice crystals, it gleamed with a chilling light that made people afraid to look directly at it.

"Leave the Ice Witch to me."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced the ears of everyone present like nails.

Before he finished speaking, Su Mu's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

It wasn't teleportation; it was that his speed was so fast that most people present couldn't even detect his movement with their dynamic vision.

One second he was still dozens of meters away, the next he was in front of the Ice Witch, his spear suddenly rising from below, the tip of the spear drawing a silver-white arc in the air, heading straight for the Ice Witch's chin.

This shot came without any warning, without any build-up; the transition from stillness to extreme speed was as fast as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button.

"Thrust".

The Ice Witch reacted extremely quickly.

Her blue vertical pupils shrank to pinpoints the instant Su Mu disappeared, and her finger drew a circle in the air before the spear tip even reached him.

Ice crystals surged from her fingertips, condensing into a shield in front of her. The shield was twice as thick as the one she used against Bai Liuxi, and the translucent, icy blue crystals refracted a chilling light under the firelight.

The spear tip pierced the ice shield, but the ice shield did not shatter, though the spear tip penetrated it.

It wasn't "smashed," it was "pierced," like a red-hot iron needle piercing a piece of butter.

The ice shield cracked outwards from the tip of the spear, the cracks spreading outwards like a dense spider web, before shattering with a roar, scattering ice fragments like a small hailstorm.

The Ice Witch's body had already slid several meters across the ice, the ice spreading beneath her feet. Her speed was so fast that Proxiu's dynamic vision couldn't keep up, but Su Mu's gaze remained fixed on her, the tip of his spear always pointing at her throat.

Su Mu gave her no chance to catch her breath.

His feet touched the ground, and his body shot out again, so fast that he left a trail of afterimages in the darkness.

The spear seemed to come alive in his hands; the tip swept upwards, chopped downwards, swept from left to right, and thrust from right to left, one move after another, one move after another, without pause or break, like a silver dragon dancing in the darkness.

Combo - First Move... The spear tip slashed across the Ice Witch's staff.

The staff was made of condensed ice crystals, with a hardness comparable to steel, but Su Mu's spear tip left a deep scratch on it. The Ice Witch's fingers were numb from the impact, and the staff almost slipped from her hand.

Her brow furrowed slightly... This was the first time she had shown such an expression during a battle, not because of pain, but because she sensed that this human's strength was far greater than she had anticipated.

Her ice crystal staff was made of millennia-old ice, hard enough to withstand a full-force attack from the Minotaur King Sauta, while the human's spear tip left a mark with a single stroke.

The second move... the spear tip pierced her chest.

The Ice Witch slid across the ice, dodging to the side. The spear tip grazed the edge of her robe, tearing a gash in the icy blue fabric.

Her expression changed... not with fear, but with a more complex look, as if she realized something was wrong.

Her robes were not made of ordinary cloth; they were woven from icy silkworm silk, which was extremely tough and could not be broken even by knives or axes. Yet, the human's spear tip merely grazed her and cut a gash in the robe.

The third move... the spear tip swept horizontally, and the shaft, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed into her waist.

The Ice Witch leaned back, the spear shaft sweeping over her abdomen, the wind whipping up her robes.

Her body spun half a circle on the ice, her staff drew a circle in the air, and ice crystals condensed into ice under Su Mu's feet, trying to freeze him in place.