In front of Jason’s eyes, text was moving: [Consumption of Satiety for treatment…] [Consumed 3 points of Satiety!] [Treatment completed!] Looking at the familiar text, Jason smiled. This had all been part of his plan. It was important to know that Satiety was not just something for him to quickly learn skills and find employment. The other accomplice had not expected it at all, nor could he think about rescuing. They look at Jason, who was Keep reading on NovelHub - where stories come alive! But what made their scalps numb was what would come next. He moved his body up a little. He actually wanted to stand up! The sword-bearer quickly responded. The sword-bearer shouted and kept turning the hilt in his hand to increase his grip strength, hoping that the pain and his own strength would make Jason give up. Jason seemed to have no fear of pain. Jason was even stronger than the swordsman. Therefore, the other party could not stop Jason at all. Jason not only stood up a little but even leaned back slightly. The sword-bearer had heard the sound of a sword cutting flesh earlier. The first time he had hit an enemy, he would hear such a sound. All of these first-times made him happy. But this time it was different! Rather than feeling any joy, he was full of panic. Watching the view of the back getting closer and closer, the sword-bearer’s breathing became messy, and his heart kept rising with an unprecedented sense of panic. Fortunately, he was not alone. The other companion who was not hurt pulled out his revolver and aimed at Jason, pulling the trigger. There was a shocking scene in front of him. The opponent had not chosen to aim at the skull but wanted to have a higher chance of hitting the garget, so the opponent had aimed at Jason’s chest instead. Jason still approached the sword-bearer, little by little, in this weird posture. In the end, the sword-bearer couldn’t stand it. He released the hilt and prepared to retreat. At the moment, he released the hilt of the sword. Jason, who was slowly moving backward, suddenly accelerated, turning around with a knife The head of the sword-bearer flew up and rushed forward. It continued to roll a few steps before stopping and falling to the ground. Then, Jason turned to look at the shooter. At that moment, the opponent was loading bullets. But his hands couldn’t stop shaking. Especially when he realized that Jason was walking step-by-step. While watching the weird, blood-stained ice hockey mask get closer and closer, a sense of oppression made the other person feel suffocated. He shouted, turning and running. The shot of the lever shotgun enveloped the opponent. The powerful impact of each projectile caused the opponent’s body to fly up, and then fall heavily to the ground without a sound. Jason lowered his muzzle, grasped the hilt on his back with his backhand, and pulled out the fine sword, bit by bit. It was at the moment that the rapier was completely drawn out. Jason’s body fully recovered. It was not only the wound from the sword, but the bullets in his body from earlier were also being ejected, one by one, by the newly grown flesh. The bullets fell to the floor, one after the other. Everyone who was hiding around–everyone who was holding on to the Herke Elixir, was shaking, the sounds of their hearts beating in unison. Alas, they did not retreat immediately! They expected that the more impulsive guys would jump into the situation. But the five corpses on the ground calmed those who were thinking about being impulsive. Now that the preliminary deterrent plan had been completed. It was time for him to take the initiative! A cold autumn wind blew in from the door. It passed the blood-stained ice hockey mask. And it passed through the tall figure.