At their speed of 65 kilometers per hour, they could pounce and kill within one second.
Henry activated his 10x Super Reaction talent, instantly bringing his reaction time to millisecond level. Combined with his attack speed, he threw eight throwing knives in half a second, as if he had grown six additional arms.
The nearest gray wolf could no longer dodge two throwing knives this time. Its hard skull deflected one knife, but the other pierced deep into its eye straight into the brain, and it collapsed.
The gray wolf on Henry's left rear was also struck in vital points by two throwing knives and fell to the ground. The wolf on his right rear avoided vital points, deflecting one knife but taking another deep in its head as it pounced within five meters.
The wolf behind Henry had also rushed within five meters of him.
Henry's left hand produced a blocking dagger about 45 centimeters long from nowhere, while his right held a 1.2-meter swift sword.
Though the two gray wolves seemed to have similar speed and distance, under reaction speeds differing by an order of magnitude, that feeling of encompassing vastness and reflecting all things reappeared.
Henry keenly perceived that the wolf behind would be slightly faster.
He spun around and thrust his swift sword with his right hand, precisely piercing the rear wolf's vulnerable neck - the wolf's neck was the connection between head and torso, where major blood vessels and various muscles were located, the wolf's vital point.
Henry's arm plus the swift sword had over 2.1 meters of reach. With ease, he didn't even exert much force, perfectly borrowing the gray wolf's charging momentum at an appropriate angle.
His upper body borrowed the force to rotate half a circle to the left, using the rear wolf's corpse to block the wolf pouncing from the right, then withdrew the swift sword for a lightning-fast forward thrust!
The sharp sword tip pierced deep into the right front wolf's neck. Leveraging its charging force, it penetrated through skin and flesh like breaking bamboo, the sword tip suddenly protruding from the back of its neck.
The gray wolf still struggled in its death throes, but the nearly two-meter distance made its efforts futile.
Henry pulled out the swift sword, and the gray wolf, losing support, crashed heavily to the ground.
From when Henry struck until all five gray wolves lay dead took barely one second - cold weapon slaughter of equal efficiency and bloodiness.
From this encounter, Henry also understood why Master Jin Yong's "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" had Dongfang Bubai use embroidery needles - when speed reached its extreme, stabbing was the most efficient and damaging form of attack.
In fact, high-speed bullets were also a form of "stabbing."
Henry collected the gray wolf corpses one by one. Those he couldn't collect, he stabbed once more in their vital points, then could collect them quickly.
This fur couldn't be wasted - at most it would only occupy 0.4 cubic meters of space.
After finishing up, Henry continued jogging toward the Guillotine section, arriving at exactly 4:36 AM, still nearly an hour before dawn.
He had chosen this time because he had night vision ability, while ambushing bandits camping in the wilderness at night had to light campfires, easily revealing traces.
Additionally, when bandits camped, they had to group together and guard their horses, making it impossible to spread out too much.
Henry used one gray pearl to restore himself to "100% Health" condition.
The entire Guillotine section was about a mile long. Places suitable for multi-person camping weren't too numerous, and Charles had also told Henry in detail about some places enemies might ambush and camp.
Henry's Reconnaissance LV3 skill would also make him pay special attention to places that might have ambushes or be suitable for camping.
Over twenty minutes later, when he scouted the third suspicious location on the left mountain range, he discovered three campfires at the base of a hill, plus five horse lanterns. Within the thirty-plus meter radius covered by light were twenty tents and over thirty sleeping bags, plus dozens of horses.
Six night watchmen were also distributed in a triangle formation around the perimeter, also within the light's coverage.
Henry used the cover of night to approach one group of two men.
At this time starlight was extremely dim. In the half hour before dawn, darkness was actually at its deepest - beyond the light, ordinary people basically couldn't see their own hands.
Henry silently approached within about ten meters of the two men, staying one or two meters outside the light.
The two were speaking in low voices.
In the deep quiet of night, Henry could hear them quite clearly.
"It's a bit cold. We waited all day yesterday without seeing Henry's team. Could they have been killed by the Dodge Gang?"
"Hard to say. The strategist is certain they'll still return through here."
"Sigh, I keep feeling something's not right."
"Yeah, plus that intelligence made Henry sound too formidable - it doesn't seem very reliable."
"Henry must be very powerful. One bull only costs thirty-plus dollars - it would take three hundred bulls to match his bounty."
"That's true too. For three hundred bulls, we... crack crack"
Hearing such strange sounds from his companion, the other cowboy looked up, but immediately felt a chill on his neck followed by sharp pain, then another chill.
His severed windpipe prevented him from breathing, both hands instinctively covering his throat, touching the cold knife handle. Even touching it was excruciating, and his strength was rapidly draining as his body became oxygen-deprived.
As they were about to fall to the ground, each was caught by a strong arm and gently lowered.
Henry released both men and walked toward the middle between the remaining two groups.
Just as two men's faces were about to turn around, Henry activated his 10x Super Reaction talent. His hands danced like the eight arms of eight-armed Nezha, eight throwing knives spinning and shooting out electrically. Just as the two men discovered Henry, the knives crossed over ten meters to precisely pierce their necks and those of the other two men.
Taking advantage of the remaining time, Henry again threw four more knives into their heart areas.
Henry felt he could throw at least eight more knives before the Super Reaction talent ended, but it wasn't necessary.
Henry crouched down and carefully observed whether anyone had been awakened by the sound of the four sentries falling.
Not bad - it was the deepest part of night, and no one was awakened.
The sound of sentries hitting the ground reaching the sleeping bandits wasn't even as loud as their snoring.
Henry put on leather gloves with his left hand, gripped a dagger with his right, and began performing tracheal circumcision surgery on the bandits in sleeping bags - one hand covering mouths, one hand cutting - while his knee pressed firmly on the middle of the sleeping bags.
Each operation took about ten seconds. Henry collected them along with their sleeping bags into his space to prevent the bloody smell from awakening others.
The light from horse lanterns and campfires cast onto Henry, creating eerie shadows on the ground, as if a visitor from hell was quietly harvesting souls.
In about ten minutes, all 32 sleeping bags outside the tents had entered Henry's storage space.
Twenty tents were distributed within a twelve-meter square area.
Henry thought about it and felt opening tents one by one would be troublesome and prone to complications.
Moreover, if calculated at two people per tent, the entire camp had 78 people - an entire ambush gang should already be here.
So he took out two 50-pound TNT explosive packages with 15-second delay electric detonators from his storage space.
(End of Chapter)
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