Blood and fire streaked out like teors, dodging impact.
Violent coughing choked the air.
"Those sons of bitches from the Embers, so damn annoying!"
The crowd of Chosen Ones snarled with clenched teeth, hair and beards curled, faces marred by scorch marks, half of their iron armor burnt crimson, yet still, they had sustained only minor injuries.
Ji Jue had already seized this crucial mont, torn open the safety door, and rushed into the stairwell, fleeing upward.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
Before the safety door even had a chance to swing shut, the pursuing enemy had already burst in from the entrance, and then they saw...
Standing on the staircase landing, Ji Jue heaving for breath.
He had given up running.
As if accepting his fate...
But in a mont of astonishnt, the beard-frad eyes of the big crowd of Chosen Ones suddenly contracted—sothing was wrong!
Behind the now-closed safety door, sothing they had ignored in their blind spot was hurtling down like torrential rain.
Little An!
From within the narrow stairwell, the crowd of Chosen Ones' eyes widened as they roared, reversing the blade in their hands to protect their neck.
The incessant, grating sound of tal clashing rang out.
Before he could throw the other long knife in his hand at the ambusher, he saw the weapon that Ji Jue had lifted in his hands—if one struggled to describe it, it appeared to be a revolver, but it looked too damn strange and crude.
As if it were a counterfeit made on a lathe by oneself, square and straight, without even chamfered edges, and even the gun's body still had remnants of thick silver-white welding paint.
The bullet chamber clear octagonal, without the slightest bit of smoothness, and its caliber actually reached the enormous size of 17MM, comparable to an anti-matériel sniper rifle's!
At this mont, the counterfeit revolver, weighing more than five jin of alloy, had been raised, but one hand was still not enough, Ji Jue's other hand was already pressing down on the barrel.
Aid at his face.
Unable to suppress a smirk.
—So you've finally stepped within my five-foot range, haven't you?
Too close, almost within an arm's reach, for the crowd of Chosen Ones, Ji Jue's neck had already co beneath the opponent's blade.
At this distance...
Even the White Deer wouldn't have been able to dodge!
What rang through the corridor was a deafening roar, and flying out from the muzzle's Fla Light was an alloy armor-piercing round used by anti-matériel rifles!
Worth ntioning, due to the difficulty of acquiring depleted uranium alloy and the challenge of machining high-density tungsten alloy, for the bullet core, Ji Jue had no choice but to resort to the paynt... gold provided by Old Lin!
At that mont, amidst the severe impact, the molten high-temperature gold stream pierced through the opponent's long knife held before their chest, smashing a deep notch on the blade.
Then, the second round followed closely behind, striking the chest armor, the Spiritual Circuit erged, resisting the impact, but from the blast's force, the chest armor shattered, caved in, blood spurting.
The crowd of Chosen Ones was sent flying.
Wounded!
Ji Jue held his breath, ignoring the violent shaking and recoil from his hands, commanding again—[Shoot]!
In that final instant, what flew out of the barrel was a gift forged from the love and peace crafted by the craftsman Ji Jue...
The fragile rcury Bullet couldn't withstand the high heat and long distance, nimbly threading through the gap left by the armor-piercing round, burrowing into the body.
Silent, it exploded.
The crowd of Chosen Ones crashed to the ground, no longer able to rise, what ca out was a horrific wail that echoed through the entire villa, shrieks and howls!!!
Like kindling set afla, the kind doused in gasoline.
Uncontrollable blood fire surged from inside the body, snatching life away.
First to lose control was the spiritual, unable to defend against the Mutated Poison flowing from the bullet, then the blessing fell into disarray, unable to respond to the master's commands, and finally, the Matrix collapsed, because life, from its own suffering and agony, could no longer contain its expansion, mutation!
One by one, tumorous growths erged from the crowd of Chosen Ones' bodies, bones growing wildly, turning into sharp spikes, piercing out from beneath the armor, layers of sharp scales erged and fell off the face, revealing rotten flesh. The skull grew bent horns amidst the mutation, and then they broke off.
Twitching, spasming, writhing.
Despair, and finally...
Death.
Before he fully mutated, Ji Jue pulled the trigger one last ti.
The armor-piercing bullet blew his head apart.
Four rounds, two piercing the armor, one causing Erosion and Mutation, and the last taking his life.
Such simple Destruction.
"Big Brother Ji Jue, what happened to him?"
Little An landed behind him, shocked, and took two wary steps back, horrified.
"I don't know, maybe a sudden mutation. That's the way with the crowd, they do too many bad deeds every day, so their retribution has co, hasn't it?"
Ji Jue skillfully took a container from his waist pack, poured rcury on the corpse of the crowd of Chosen Ones, and promptly sealed it with a Spiritual Circuit for recollection and reuse after the attack, if the opportunity arose.
Isn't that more bullets for us to use?!
Although using Mutated items without permission and approval was a cri, and cultivating Mutated Poisons from the corpses of Chosen Ones was strictly forbidden...
As long as no one knew, wouldn't there be no problem?
This I've picked up!
The master and apprentice of the Tide Sound Workshop had never taken the silly rules of the Taiyi Ring seriously at heart.
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