Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny Chapter 604 - 343: Garbage Recycling and Waste Utilization

In an instant, the night and darkness vanished.

The entire world was illuminated by the continuously rising fla lights, ebbing and flowing.

Fire spread like a living entity, raging as tides, wreaking havoc within the settlents.

The howling heat waves vaporized the rain, and even from several kiloters away, the still scorching wind blew onto everyone's face, leaving their stunned expressions in pain.

"See that?"

Old Tang fiddled with the guns in his hands, shrugged: "That's what happens when you don't wear an identification bracelet."

Before the words fell, the second wave of rockets rained down from the sky once more.

The piercing sound of rockets enveloped the air, and crimson colors danced above the scorched earth, burning everyone's eyes. The rising flas danced continuously, incinerating everything to ashes.

Imdiately, everyone held their identification bracelets tighter, binding them more securely!

Soon, angry roars erupted from within the settlents.

An invisible force arose, suddenly halting the spiraling, falling rockets!

Crushed into fragnts mid-air, the fire descended like rain.

Tian Yuan's telekinesis!

But is it effective?

Before anything could be done, teor fire rain fell from the sky again, relentlessly!

Moreover, perceiving the telekinesis field obstructing from above, the subsequent rocket trajectories turned cunning, with more than a dozen feints in a second, twist and change, sketching crisscrossing tail flas, with strays occasionally falling from the sky, adding new surprises to the devastated settlent.

The engines of vehicles roared on, so high-pitched.

Charging recklessly!

An armored truck smashed through half a wall, drove through the sea of flas, and ramd into a machine gun fire point, shattering it along with the machine gun. The attackers, already prepared, jumped out, starting to directly eliminate any visible living thing.

There was no difficulty envisioned in breaching, not even encountering any decent resistance; all outposts and defenses on the periter were carefully attended to by Ji Jue in the first wave and had already been completely paralyzed.

The remaining scattered firepower wasn't even of use, only serving as a BGM for the intruders, or battlefield white noise.

Not to ntion, those Chosen Ones who were invulnerable to conventional bullets once their defenses were maxed.

Black smoke billowed, flas roared.

Long before the vehicle halted, Old Lin's figure had completely vanished; all that could be seen was the spreading black smoke, sparks flying, rising freely from the fierce flas.

The Transformation brought by the Rebirth Rank had already beco completely inhuman.

Often a gust of black smoke surged forth, sweeping through, and the blocking firepower vanished, leaving only charred corpses turned to charcoal.

Freely transitioning between flas, smoke, and entity, he didn't even need weapons; even a spittle casually spat from his mouth was a more destructive assault than molten iron, burning soul and flesh to ash upon the slightest touch.

Old Lin, reconstructed amidst black smoke and sparks, compared to the legendary demon, only lacked a tail and two sharp horns.

Or rather, the legendary demon was born from the Rebirth form he possessed at this mont!

At full strength, incredibly swift, black smoke road and flickered, even bullets couldn't catch him. Even if they caught up, it was useless; those bullets embedded in the black smoke couldn't cause any damage, simply lting into copper juice.

He alone completely disrupted the barely gathered defensive line.

And behind him were the Returning Knights advancing slowly, unrushed, against the firepower, forming arrays, steadily pushing forward.

The mighty three-piece set enhancent and their cheeky essence were fully revealed at that mont; under heavy defense, the speed of recovery was unbelievably fast, and the lower the health, the more violent the damage, unable to die even when health was pushed to the limit.

Moreover, lacking any martial ethics, absolutely never fighting solo!

Tead in threes, cooperating with each other, even encountering foes far stronger, they could hold out until Old Tang or Slan arrived for support, openly gang up!

As for Lu Feng's 'security,' they didn't even need to engage in direct combat, rely to guard the periter and reap the strays.

Not to ntion, continuous artillery support rained down; even grenades, hand grenades, and machine guns began tactically maneuvering with legs… After years of hardship in Central Earth, where had anyone lived through such good days?

This era had beco absurdly outrageous.

More of this! More chaos!

In a matter of minutes, most of the settlent had turned into charred ruins, without even encountering any real resistance.

Are you kidding, we are Chosen Ones, not gods.

This absurd level of firepower, popping up ans instant kill, if not instant, then seriously injured. Let alone, not knowing where the sniper erges from the shadows, it's like they're playing a ga, piercing through walls to lock on heads… Up till now, not even knowing where they are, how many heads can you spare to fight with them?

Torrential rain, fierce winds, burning, explosions, the entire settlent plunged into hell in an instant, struggling bitterly.

Roaring continuously.

This ti, even Tian Yuan, supporting the telekinesis field, could no longer hold out.

The only Rebirth Rank in the camp, after exposing his location early on, beca the focus of rocket fire raining down from the sky. Following attacks from Mutated Alchemy Bullets and the shaless assault by Old Lin and Old Tang, he was now besieged by the Returning Knights and nurous White Deer.

Couldn't even escape...

The old man could only cry out in vain, shout, plead for help, but those subordinates who used to fawn and grovel at his feet were now unresponsive.

Only a heart, gradually sinking to bottom.

"Get lost—"

A pale face suddenly turned back, seeing Lu Feng through the sight far away, crawling atop a truck amidst the storm, perhaps their sights crossed for a mont.

From the flashing lightning.

One cold, one furious.

Lu Feng pulled the trigger, Mutated Bullets whizzed out, turning into brilliant streaks, rushing forth!

Just as he instinctively raised his hand to block, his throat suddenly cooled...

With Tang Qian's frontal assault, Old Lin, now transford into smoke, appeared from the old man's blind spot behind. Blood Blade flashed and disappeared from fingertips, sliced across the throat, tearing open an irreparable 'Blood Bowl.'

Blood spurted!

He staggered, retreated, letting his right arm explode into mangled remains from the bullets, unable even to attend to the spreading Mutated Aura at the wound, rising skyward!

But it's not just torrential rain eting him, it's also the lurking rockets, like an iron hamr prepared long ago, straight for his skull, bursting repeatedly, shattering the riddled repulsive protection.

The blood-fire-shrouded spears thrown by Returning Knights pierced his body!

Ultimately, a charcoal-like porcupine wreckage descended from the sky.

No longer a sound!

The powerful warriors secretly recruited by the military-industrial alliance, who would be ranked at a high Rebirth Rank even in the Cliff City Security Bureau, hadn't even had the chance to display their true strength before being ambushed and killed in this desolate settlent...

They waited for support until their deaths.

Unfortunately, no support ca...

"Uncle Lin, they all ran away!"

The young man who appeared from the shadows looked anxious: "I found a secret passage at the back that had just been blown up, couldn't catch up."

"Send everyone out to find them for ."

Old Lin's face turned instantly grim: "Where did they run to?"

"It should be east." The young man pointed out the direction.

Instantly, Old Lin fell silent.

For a brief mont, the young White Deer seed to see an unexpected astonishnt and a mont of realization, as expected, on Uncle Lin's face.

Anxiety faded away, leaving calm.

"Pursue them."

Old Lin sighed in relief and instructed, "Hurry up, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, a deafening roar erupted from the wilderness outside the settlent, so clear through the thick curtain of rain, the howling wind, and thunder.

Iron clashed, ground and roared fiercely.

At the sa ti, a viscous blood-red light erupted like a geyser, turning the entire rain shroud and half the sky a brilliant crimson, dancing enchantingly.

This spectacular scene, however, sent chills down everyone's spine!

In the brief deathly silence, only Old Lin shrugged and sighed in regret:

"…Otherwise, everyone might have been dead."

.

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"One, two, three, four, five… there are actually seven?"

When the leaders of the gang and the Chosen Ones in the settlent escaped through the secret passage, suppressing their humiliation and anger, and finally crawled out at the end, they hadn't even thought about how to pass the bla or deal with their patron later when they heard a voice outside the mine tunnel.

It sounded like a counting.

A young man, holding an umbrella and seemingly out for a leisurely spring outing, looked up, studying their appearance, counting his prey and spoils with his fingers.

Two Summoning, four Transformations, and one whose Transformation was complete and already had half a foot into Rebirth...

"Good."

Ji Jue smiled, nodding in approval: "These are all talents and beauties."

In the sudden dead silence, only the faint thunder and echo of the raging storm could be heard.

In this endless night and gloom, only the flickering light of sparks in the eyes under the umbrella raged, the elegant face under the mottled hair was smiling, yet it sent chills down spines!

"Please, everyone."

Ji Jue nodded politely, telling them: "Stop dawdling, I'm pressed for ti."

A booming eruption suddenly exploded!

The air gust howled, and sharp blades rushed forward.

Upon realizing the anomaly, the Chosen Ones, with no retreat, finally cast aside all hesitation and unease, going all out, fighting with all their strength!

The man in the front, burly with scars all over his face, instantly swelled, transforming into a giant with incredible speed, crossing over a dozen ters in a blink. Thick armor and bone spikes appeared around his body, the claws on his five fingers extended, an ink-green color erging, even before touching, a strong stench of decay could be slled!

Boom—

The giant claw stopped abruptly mid-air.

Paused.

Unable to advance further.

From the beginning, Ji Jue didn't move, just casually examined the material in front of him—just behind him, the silent armored off-road vehicle suddenly transford in that instant. Having undergone several Mutated Transformations with Dragon Blood, it rely casually extended a paw resembling a beast to fend off the full-force attack of the Vortex Chosen One.

The massive body, over three ters tall and half-human, half-beast, didn't even waver.

Steady as a mountain.

No matter how the opponent struggled, they couldn't escape.

Until a sigh of regret.

"This one is diocre, nothing worth using a blessing on."

Ji Jue said, "Let's make use of waste."

Thus, the monstrous creature with the dragon-like beast grimaced silently, vicious light bursting from its eyes.

"—Roar!!!"

Releasing the final restraints.

Following that, a blood-red light more profound than the endless darkness burst forth from the constraints of steel and Dragon Blood.

A sharp and distant clanging sound erged from the iron, playing tremulous notes that made all creatures tremble and fear.

It was just an instant!

A flash.

Under the giant claw, the burly, massive armored giant stood rigidly in place, unable to move, without even having ti to scream or react.

Like sand washed by tides.

Dissolving into gray-white dust from the chilling air, disappearing into the heavy rain.

Yet, no one paid attention to him anymore, nor did anyone look at Ji Jue; at this mont, all eyes were involuntarily drawn to the giant claw of the beast—under the layers of rcury seals that were slowly opening, the incomplete sword blade erging gradually embedded into the palm!

Endless blood light surged, like a waterfall rushing, breaking through the raging storm, dyeing half the sky red, howling with ferocity from the confines, ravenous and insatiable.

Longing for more death and sacrifices.

Xiang Sword Ninth Form—

—Thus called, [Pan Ying]!