I am the boss of Sakaki

Chapter 1163 Die! Bastard!

A corner of Nohara City connected to Binhai City.

Here, the smoke has not yet completely dissipated, and the air is filled with a strong smell of burning, ozone, and... the strong smell of blood.

Among the broken walls and ruins, scattered are the remains of various elves and the broken equipment of hunters.

Huge beasts were wreaking havoc all around.

Boscodorus, Nidoking, Tyrannosaurus, and the huge body of Tyrannosaurus Rex were covered with the blood and flesh of the enemies, and in its mouth was half of the skull of a king-level three-headed evil dragon.

It shook its head casually, throwing the wreckage into the air with a dull thud, then snorted contentedly, exhaling a breath of sparks, and its cold vertical pupils swept across, making people shudder.

Not far away, Sakaki, wearing a windbreaker, stood in a relatively clean open space. His shiny leather shoes stepped on the blood-soaked mud, but were not stained at all.

He gently patted the rock-hard arm of the strange man beside him.

Not far away, Chi Ri and Shou Yilang stood side by side, with numb expressions on their faces.

Chi Ri looked at the tragic scene in front of him, which looked like it had been hit by a meteorite. Even though he was determined, he couldn't help but feel a chill rising up his spine.

"How many strongholds has this been?"

He subconsciously looked at the former Hunter Guild's top-level warrior next to him.

Shouichiro seemed to sense Chiri's gaze. He smacked his lips and said in a tone that was a mixture of fear, awe, and a hint of... strange pride: "Eight! Lord Chiri, a whole eight large strongholds! It's only been a few days? Tsk tsk tsk, Lord Sakaki's methods are really..."

He shook his head, seemingly unable to find the right words to describe it, but quickly straightened his chest, raised his chin, and forced a flattering smile on his face, "But having said that, I'm not bragging, but in this Sinnoh land, if someone else were to lead the way to those rat holes of the Hunter Guild, even if they knew the approximate location, it would be impossible for them to find them all for you and the adults as quickly and accurately as I can!

For some strongholds, I even remember the entrance and exit mechanisms and the locations of the secret guards clearly!"

This guy has had enough.

The corners of Chi Ri's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Shou Yilang speechlessly.

This guy has completely abandoned his past dignity and immersed himself completely in the role of a "useful lackey". He even has a twisted sense of pride in destroying his former colleagues and territory.

It's sad and funny.

He's definitely a born traitor.

Sakaki ignored the thoughts of the two people behind him.

He took a step forward and walked towards the last relatively intact area in the ruins of the stronghold.

There, huddled a dozen hunters who had survived the massacre just now.

They all looked pale, trembling like sieves, with vacant eyes. Some of them were even frightened to the point of incontinence. The air was filled with a foul smell.

They looked at Sakaki as if he were the approaching god of death.

After all, this person was like a plague god, appearing suddenly, and then starting to kill people indiscriminately after arriving at the stronghold.

The killing was so fierce that it caused chaos and all their spirits were killed.

Sakaki stopped in front of them, looking down at them. His voice was calm, yet it carried a chill that could freeze the soul: "Do you know the location of the Hunter headquarters?"

With terrifying murderous intent.

A dozen hunters seemed to be strangled by the throat, and fear made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

They looked at each other in horror, their eyes filled with confusion and despair.

Most people are just low-level executors or peripheral members, and the headquarters is out of reach for them.

So don't expect them to know the location.

Sakaki slowly scanned every face distorted by fear. His gaze paused slightly when he passed a young man in the last row who looked particularly young and almost frightened.

"Heh." A very light, disdainful chuckle escaped from Sakaki's lips.

There are still people in this world who think they can hide from Sakaki's eyes and Tokiwa's power.

Sakaki didn't even ask another question.

The hand that had just touched the strange force was raised casually, and the five fingers were gently clenched towards the group of desperate hunters.

It was like crushing a handful of invisible bubbles.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...!!!

A series of dull, short explosions rang out almost simultaneously! As if gripped by a giant, invisible hand covering the entire space, the heads of more than a dozen hunters exploded in unison without warning!

Red, white, and broken bone fragments, like blooming flowers of death, instantly blossomed in front of Sakaki, splashing everywhere, staining the ground not far behind him into a mess, and also splashing onto the face and body of the only surviving young man.

The warm liquid with a strong fishy smell covered the young man's face. He could even feel a sticky, hairy object sticking to his cheek.

He was completely frozen, his pupils dilated to the extreme, his mouth opened unconsciously, and a "clucking" sound like a broken bellows came from his throat. His body remained in a curled up position, but even the slightest trembling had stopped.

It was as if the extreme fear had exceeded the limit of what his nerves could bear, freezing him completely in place, his mind blank.

Sakaki's gaze, like the abyss, fell on the only survivor.

He took a step forward, his shiny leather shoes making a slight "snap" sound as they stepped into the sticky pool of blood. He stopped in front of the young man and said, "Pretending won't work with me."

As Sakaki spoke, a terrifying aura continued to press towards him.

Under Sakaki's terrifying aura, the young man's curled up body trembled violently. On his blood-stained face, deep in his pupils that were dilated with extreme fear, struggle and despair almost overflowed.

His throat gurgled, but no meaningful sound came out.

Sakaki leaned forward slightly, and the invisible pressure almost suffocated the young man.

At this critical moment, the struggle in the young man's eyes was suddenly replaced by a desperate ruthlessness!

His curled up body suddenly jumped up like a compressed spring, and his right hand hidden under his body flashed with a cold light!

That was not the trainer's Poké Ball, but a sharp dagger that was tempered with dark blue and obviously coated with poison. With lightning speed and the determination to die together, it stabbed Sakaki's unprotected throat!

"Die! Bastard--!" The young man's hoarse roar finally broke through his throat, carrying endless hatred.

This time, he carried with him his anger, the anger that the stronghold he was responsible for had been cleared out.

This stab was as fast as lightning, cruel and cunning. It was obviously a fatal blow that had been planned for a long time and was waiting to be delivered in this desperate counterattack!

Both Akari and Shouichiro's pupils shrank suddenly in shock. They had never expected that this seemingly frightened "little character" would dare to launch such a dangerous assassination!