Abyss Solo-Chapter 481 - 217 Fisherman’s Job_2

Catherine had not realized the gravity of the situation and was still asking coldly, "What’s the point? You’ve already lost your combat capability, Bryant. Any struggle is futile. You have betrayed the most basic principles; we are also warriors of the Empire, and our primary duty should be to protect the citizens of this country."

Bryant’s body was covered with many charred marks. He turned his head, using his hands and feet to start fleeing, but he carelessly fell into a pool that was only left with shallow water.

Catherine’s movements on the ground were not affected at all. Her auxiliary equipment was destroyed, and she had only temporarily lost the ability to fly.

Bryant kept trying to distance himself from Catherine.

From the sidelines, Yang Ming had already seen what Bryant’s backup plan was.

A dark shadow crouched behind a toppled parasol, almost without a heartbeat, without breathing, exhibiting the skill of "lying in wait" to the utmost.

That was...

Yang Ming squinted slightly, and as Catherine jumped into the pool to handcuff Bryant, the dark figure suddenly burst forth.

This shadow was like a cheetah!

No, its explosive power was far beyond any natural predator!

Catherine hadn’t had time to make any move and could only sweep the Ship-Slicing Blade horizontally with difficulty, but the dark figure cunningly flipped over the top of the blade, slamming directly into Catherine’s chest!

Catherine, along with her blade, was sent flying!

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes; the movements of both parties appeared to him almost like the slow-motion effects of a movie.

After landing, the shadow forcefully kicked off with its legs, using hands and feet to rapidly chase forward. The forward speed was even faster than Catherine’s backward flying speed. Both of its palms stretched out bloody metal claws from behind, viciously scraping Catherine’s waist.

Blood sprayed; Catherine’s battle suit was immediately torn open with a large gap, and her waist was a bloody mess.

However, she was not without counterattack. In a flash, she threw her long knife, barely pushing back the shadow.

With two snaps, Catherine crashed onto the hard ground, rolling and bleeding profusely.

The wound on her waist was rapidly healing, but at this moment, Bryant and the shadow would not give her any chance to breathe.

The shadow stood up, and Yang Ming finally saw clearly who this guy was.

It was Number Three Dissector!

At this moment, the Number Three Dissector looked nothing like the elegant figure Yang Ming had seen previously. His pair of ears extended backwards, his mouth bore two sets of sharp teeth, his body was slightly hunched, and metal spikes protruded from the skin on his hands and feet, likely some kind of bone blades.

This was the true appearance of a Dissector!

Bryant’s figure in the pool staggered into the air; he was laughing wildly.

The Dissector darted towards Catherine.

A whirlwind appeared around Bryant again, pulling streams of water in front of him and forming them into a series of water arrows, fiercely shooting at Catherine.

Catherine tried to activate the emergency call device, only to find that her communication equipment had long since been offline...

In a corner, Yang Ming slightly covered his eyes, hardly bearing to watch a young girl being brutalized by two freaks, but he still couldn’t help but shift his fingers, continuing to observe between them.

When Empire’s Supermodified people fought, it was much more entertaining than watching those agents from the New Federation peck at each other like mediocre chickens.

...

Catherine was indeed very strong.

Even though she was ambushed by the Dissector, losing her mobility, and faced the joint attack of the Dissector and Bryant, she still held out for a moment.

Yang Ming’s simple evaluation of this mask-wearing girl was—experienced in battle, less so in societal experience, and she appeared to be quite young.

In the end, she still fell, collapsing beside the pool with several more cuts on her body.

The Dissector was not faring very well either; several of his ribs were broken, and his walk became a limping one.

Bryant had been sweeping from behind and now appeared more composed, calmly watching Catherine’s figure.

"Take off her mask," Bryant said softly.

The Dissector leaned over, pulling off the golden mask from the girl’s face and casually tossing it aside.

Behind the mask was a delicate face, appearing to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with big eyes, small lips, and double eyelids. Despite being full of anger and pain, there was still a tender cuteness to her.

Is that all?

Yang Ming scratched his nose tip.

Bryant had already started delivering his victory speech:

"Captain, did you think I didn’t know? You can resist my mental control not because of your own capabilities, but because of your mask. You led me for six months, never daring to take off the mask, which was too obvious.

"Do you know? You are the piece of art I wanted to collect the most.

"If it hadn’t been for you overstepping, interfering in my personal affairs, I wouldn’t have taken action against you, and exposed my important chess piece."

He looked towards the Number Three Dissector, who stood expressionlessly there.

Bryant calmly said, "If the organization finds out I controlled a Supermodified person, then I’m only facing a dead end. That’s their taboo, everything else, they let me enjoy as I please."

"You’re just a bastard!"

Catherine spat out.

"You took great care of me, Captain," Bryant smirked, a faint golden glow appearing around him, "so I will repay you doubly in the future. I will recruit you as my most capable subordinate. In public, we will still be captain and vice-captain, but behind the scenes, we will play the game of master and slave."

Catherine trembled all over.

She tightly closed her eyes.

Bryant raised his left hand, pointing toward Catherine’s forehead and gently pushed forward.

Catherine groaned, her body slowly slumping, and she fainted.

"Your mind is indeed fragile."

Bryant licked his lips, his eyes greedily fixed on Catherine’s body:

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