Bab 159: Chapter 139: Cutting Off Huang Feng

Hearing the whistling of the wind, Huang Feng made a slight dodge to the side, her movements graceful as a dancing girl, a light smile still on her face.

As the gleam of the A40's blade approached, Huang Feng thought of innumerable things in that instant—skulls, rotting grass, flowers covered in hoarfrost, the smile of those about to die—all familiar scenes she encountered in her illusions daily, which would still revolve around her after taking a hit of acid.

Even with advanced cybernetic enhancements, Huang Feng's poor lifestyle had still compromised her combat readiness. Her diseased body also slowed her down—just a moment of distraction, and she was unable to contend with A40's erratic and unpredictable slashes.

Slash!