The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 118

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Before he could finish, countless razor–sha. p flashes of silver appeared out of thin air.

It was like they’d come from thin air, instantly weaving into a deadly net that fell on the loudmouth Bigfoot!

“Aaaagh!!!”

A terrifying and bone–chilling scream tore through the night.

Bigfoot was instantly shredded, wrapped in the flashes that were moving too fast to track.

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All anyone saw was blood shooting out of him from every direction like spraying fountains. His clothes were ripped apart in seconds, while his skin and flesh were torn open by countless deep gashes that cut straight down to bone.

The worst damage was to his neck. Lines of silver light kept slashing across it again and again, almost cutting it clean through. Only a thin strip of skin and a few strands of muscle barely kept his head attached to his body!

He stood there frozen, soaked in blood, red spraying everywhere without stopping.

His eyes

showed nothing but fear and shock. His mouth stayed open, yet all that came out was a weak, broken rasp.

Then, with a heavy thump, he fell to the ground, jerked twice, and stopped moving.

The entire area went completely silent.

All the intruders, Scarface included, went completely rigid.

They stared at the corpse, which was practically cut to pieces, lying on the ground. A chilling wave of fear rushed from their feet straight up into their heads.

Milo and Isaac stood nearby, their scalps prickling as they watched. At the same time, a strange, twisted excitement bubbled up inside them.

Here it comes… The she–devil’s signature move!

Thank God we’re not the ones getting hit this time!

Scarface and his crew were all ruthless fighters who had struggled to survive on Garbage Planet and had seen plenty of bloodshed. Still, the bizarre and savage sight before them smashed everything they thought they understood.

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There was no enemy in sight. No gunshots were heard. Yet in a single move, Bigfoot, the toughest man among them, had been turned into a shredded, blood–soaked corpse that looked like it had been half–chopped apart!

Fear rolled in like freezing water and swallowed them all.

“Ghost… there’s a ghost!”

“Run! Hurry up!”

No one knew who yelled first, but panic spread fast like a plague. Some of the men at the back turned on instinct and tried to run the way they came.

“Stop right there!” Scarface shouted, forcing his pounding heart and rising fear back down.

The muscles on his face twitched as his savage gaze swept over the men trying to retreat. “Anyone who takes another step back, I’ll kill him myself! Lift your weapons! Damn it, it’s those trash bastards messing with us! Kill them first!”

The “trash” he meant was clearly Isaac, Milo, and the others.

In Scarface’s mind, it had to be some dirty scheme from Blackrat.

He believed those punks were used as bait to draw them in, and then some creepy trick hau been used to kill Bigfoot and scare everyone into submission!

Shaken by their boss’s vicious look and threat, the men who wanted to flee stopped and rushed toward Isaac and the others instead.

Scarface charged first, raising his machete and rushing straight toward Milo, the one closest to him.

He refused to believe that the hidden trick would still work after he chopped down those dirty tricksters!

“Boss! Save us!” When Milo and Isaac saw Scarface’s group rushing forward like wild bulls, blades flashing cold in the dim light, terror filled their hearts.

They forgot all about pretending. Shouting at the top of their lungs, they spun around and ran toward Elizabeth with everything they had, moving much faster than before.

Just as Scarface’s blade was about to strike Milo’s back, that horrifying silver flash suddenly showed up again out of nowhere.

This time, the one hit was Scarface, who had been leading the charge.

“Aaagh!”

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Not quite as horrible as Bigfoot’s fate, but Scarface still screamed sharply in pain.

Dozens of silver flashes, sharp like surgical knives, sliced deep into his body in an instant, each cut reaching bone. Blood sprayed everywhere like fountains.

His machete dropped with a clang. He staggered like a torn sack of blood and collapsed to his knees, groaning in agony.

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