Chapter 51: The Stranger Dagger

Allen crouched on the ground, breathing heavily, his body trembling as he tightly gripped the dagger.

'Damn, what the hell is going on here?' Allen asked himself mentally.

When Sassoon told him to run away just now, a sudden longing welled up in his heart to kill the stone ghost in front of him, then suck every drop of blood from his body, then cut his corpse into eighteen pieces.

Allen chose to fight the gargoyle hard in that situation but only used one slash and spent the rest of the time suppressing the desire to split the body.

"Allen, are you okay?" Scott and his teammates ran over to ask about Allen.

"I'm fine. Can you see if the gargoyle guy is still alive?" Allen shook his head and got up from the ground. He didn't dare look at the gargoyle’s body for fear of restraining his bloodlust.

"This guy is a stone monster? How is he even evolving?" Holt inquired in surprise as he plopped beside the gargoyle's entity.

Even more surprising is that after the gargoyles die, the gargoyle's body gradually shrinks and eventually turns back into a naked Mike.

"It's him. How did this guy become like this? His strength just now almost reached the level of B class." Scott inquired in surprise.

According to their past intelligence, even if the stone monster had been training its powers for three years, the strongest it could be was the same C rank as the speckled snake, but it was strange that this guy could turn into a B rank.

"I saw him inject a syringe into his neck, that's it." Allen pointed to the vial of medicine that had fallen next to the big tree.

Scott immediately took out his evidence bag and put the vial away.

"Chief, the mission said we should take them alive now. What if this guy dies?" Allen asked, worried that his superiors would punish them for this.

Scott laughed and patted Allen on the shoulder, "It's not your fault. After all, none of us expected this guy to be this strong."

"Captain, come look at this!" Crane beckoned toward Scott and the others.

Scott walked over to them and saw the suitcase that the gargoyle had been pulling, which had been opened. Inside was a girl of slim build.

"Let's take her back first. Maybe we can get some clues about her." As Scott finished speaking, the girl inside the suitcase suddenly woke up.

The girl woke up immediately, curled up, and screamed when she saw Scott and the strangers.

"Hey, calm down. We've taken care of that guy, and you're safe." Scott tried to calm the girl down, but it didn't help; the other girl still looked terrified.

Scott was helpless and looked to Crane. As the female team member, she can calm the girl down a bit.

Crane gave a gentle smile, but before she could speak, the girl suddenly jumped up from her suitcase, pushed her away with force, and proceeded to hide behind Allen.

Crane sat on the floor, glaring disgruntledly at Allen, or to be precise, at the girl behind Allen.

Allen was embarrassed because the others repulsed the girl, but not by him.

"You know each other?" Scott looked at Allen suspiciously.

Allen shrugged, "I don't know her, maybe because I'm so good-looking?"

Those present rolled their eyes in unison.

Scott shook his head and ordered his team members, "Sassoon, Holt, you deal with the bodies of the stone monsters, Crane, notify the headquarters, and I'll drive. As for you, Allen, control your girlfriend; don't let her wander off."

"Hey, Captain, I don't know her!" Allen tried to explain, but Scott was already running away.

"What's your name?" Allen inquired as he turned to look at the girl, intending to ask for some clues first while he waited for the car to arrive.

Yet the girl crouched and looked at Allen, not saying a word.

Allen asked several times, and the girl wouldn't say anything. He rolled his eyes and decided to shut up.

On the way back to the car, the teammates looked at Allen with strange eyes.

Because that girl had been holding Allen's arm since she got into the car, her whole body was pressed against his side. Although the girl's figure was slim, her face was still beautiful.

"You don't know each other?" Gossip burned in Crane's gaze.

"Could the two of you have been lovers at one time, but an accident caused both of you to lose your memories? She still chose to trust you according to her instincts." Crane said her guess.

The people in the car rolled their eyes in unison.

Allen looked at the co-pilot with a black face and asked, "Chief, can't you control Crane? She's already made up eight doggone love stories for me in this little while."

Scott sighed after a moment of silence but did not speak.

Sassoon, who had been silent, said, "That's not so bad for you. At least in Crane's story, you have a heroine who always thought I was gay when I first joined the team."