Chapter 256, "Report"

"Hundreds of disciples from the Immortal Sect/
Flying everywhere on auspicious clouds/
When will it be my turn to be an immortal~"

In real life, assassinations and kidnappings often start suddenly without any nonsense.

A cheerful girl sang in the rain. A man suddenly stood up and opened his windbreaker, pulled out a long knife from his waist, and then the incredible golden sunlight enveloped him. At this moment, the rainy night was as bright as day. The white edge was hidden in the light that was blinding. The man hid in the center of the light source, or he himself was the light source. He had already seen the prey in front of him close his eyes.

Word Spirit: Blazing Sun: The caster stimulates the fire element in the domain, emitting strong visible light, and the entire domain takes on the effect of a small sun.

He grinned, already seeing the long knife piercing the opponent's throat.

then.

Without any surprise, the long sword shattered the falling rain, cut through the air... and stabbed straight into the opponent's throat.

"what--"

Bang!

The long sword fell to the ground, and the man curled up, covering his wrist, his veins bulging in pain.

The effect of Word Spirit: Blazing Sun disappeared, Utsunomiya Shuo opened his eyes, stepped out with his left foot, and stretched out his right hand. At the moment he grabbed the other person's cheek, he clearly saw the man's pupils suddenly shrink as he raised his head.

So mixed-bloods can also be afraid?

With a loud 'boom', the back of the head hit the asphalt road, and red liquid quickly spread out in the puddle. The man twitched twice and stopped moving.

Bang bang bang!
Without any room to spare, three heavy pistol shots spit out yellow tongues of fire.

The next second, there was another "bang" sound, and the Desert Eagle in the hand of the man who shot from behind exploded for no reason, followed by three muffled "puff" sounds, as if chopsticks were piercing a watermelon.

The man with three huge bloody holes on his forehead had no time to think about what happened. His expression was still between smugness and hysteria. He fell backwards to the ground with a "Plop!"

"Drink-"

The man shouted and rushed over. Utsunomiya Shuo turned around, clenched his fists, and moved from bottom to top.

Bang.

As he pulled back, the long sword slipped out of his hand again, and Utsunomiya Shuo's uppercut hit the opponent's jaw. His strength was not great, just the level of an ordinary high school student, but he still knocked the opponent's feet off the ground and flew out.

The teeth and red blood were thrown out, splashed on Zhuo's body, and then returned to his mouth.

The crowd swarmed forward.

The flash of swords was like a tide, and he was submerged in the crowd, opening and closing left and right.

Everyone he hit was thrown out as if hit by a strong man, and the weapons that hit him either slipped out of his hands or returned directly the same way they came...

Everyone could see that there was no skill in his way of attack, he just simply swung his fists, and even the force of his punches was not even as good as that of a gangster. He didn't even know how to fight... but when he hit someone, the force was incredibly strong.

Moreover, he had no intention of dodging at all, allowing all attacks to fall on him.

But up to now, there was no tear on his clothes.

The left fist hit a man's abdomen, and the man's feet left the ground for a moment because of the huge force, and then he bent like a shrimp; someone behind him roared and put the muzzle of a pistol against the back of his head. The muzzle of the gun was connected to his scalp so well that even rain could not seep in. He then fired, and with a "bang", the barrel of the gun "exploded", and the bullet flew out from the back of the pistol, disintegrating the parts, and with a "puff" sounded, it sank into his mouth, penetrated, and hit the chest of another person behind him, and the two fell down together...

Crowded, tight, and continuous.

The half-breeds are all mentally ill, and the ghosts are the craziest among them.

Death and blood could not quench their desires, but instead awakened their bloodiness.

Utsunomiya Sou punched someone again, and the opponent trembled the moment he was punched, but he did not fly out, he actually grabbed the ground with his toes. Then he cracked a vicious smile and punched back with a hook.

"what--"

He clearly resisted Utsunomiya Shuo's punch and fought back, but his five fingers twisted into irregular shapes, like the branches of a dead tree, twisting and turning. He knelt on the ground, covering his wrist.

Word Spirit Immortality Effect: Strengthens one's own body, even the skin to titanium alloy level, and can punch through bulletproof steel plates with one punch.

Zhuo had a blank expression on his face. He stepped on his body with his right foot and then exerted force.

The man kept sinking under his stomping, his entire body almost buried in the asphalt road, but he still looked up and glared at him, until he sank deeper and deeper, with almost half of his leg buried in the concrete, and then he stopped moving.

'Boom boom boom boom...'

Without any signs, the air around Zhuo suddenly exploded. Half of his foot was stuck in the concrete, and the other leg was squatting. At the moment of the explosion, he could clearly see a transparent cyclone, or sphere, less than a centimeter away from his eyes. The inside of the sphere seemed to be constantly rotating, compressing, and becoming clearer, even the air was distorted.

Then, it exploded in a distorted form.

Word Spirit·Yin Lei: The person who releases it compresses the air extremely, creating a fist-sized compressed air ball, and then releases the compression to let it explode. The power of the compressed air ball explosion is comparable to that of a grenade.

These were hundreds of long-planned explosions without smoke.

Because it was highly compressed air, the situation inside the explosion could be clearly seen from the outside. The shock wave raised by the air shattered the paving stones, and in the center of the explosion, the object that was repeatedly strangled by countless air currents finally stumbled and fell to the ground.

The liberator hid in the crowd and was about to laugh triumphantly, but stopped abruptly, and the half-held laughter got stuck in his throat.

In his sight, the prey in the center of the wind vortex didn't even have its hair shaking - how was that possible? That was a high-density airflow that was enough to grind steel into pieces.

Then the releaser's pupils shrank, and he seemed to see the man's mouth move, and then the violently swirling gale suddenly stopped, the raindrops still turned into mist, and the dust was still floating in the air, but the wind was gone - the man suddenly raised his head.

boom--

The man was flying in the air at an incredible angle, parallel to the ground. His speed was not fast at first, but he was right in front of us in the blink of an eye.

"Uh-huh--"

The person who released him grabbed the other's hand covering his mouth in horror, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it at all, as if it was a piece of steel welded to his mouth.

He felt something was stuffed into his mouth, and it went into his esophagus without any control, but he clearly didn't swallow it at all. It seemed that the thing was alive! ! Damn it! !
"Report: You can achieve explosive speed by simply changing the friction of your feet, and you can move quickly like this by changing the direction of gravity acceleration. You don't have to worry about getting hurt, so in theory it's enough to accelerate to the speed of light."

The young man who covered his mouth paused, and the releaser looked at the other's eyes in horror. Although the other was also looking at him, those eyes were lifeless, like the eyes of a dead person.

How is this going? ?
Who is he talking to.

"Report: You just need to practice more, learn to adjust your posture and adapt to the high-speed moving field of view. I will do the calculations."

He paused again, "Report: Understood."

The releaser was full of doubts, but they soon disappeared.

The intense pain from his abdomen made his brain go blank in an instant, and then he completely lost consciousness below his neck. His brain paralyzed his nerves out of protective consciousness.

He looked down blankly and saw his shriveled body squirming constantly.

Then suddenly there was an explosion, and a hurricane swept across the sky, as if it had suddenly surged out from a wormhole in the universe.

Everyone was blown away by the hurricane that exploded from his stomach, and the wind passed through their bodies repeatedly on the way out.

Suddenly, the rain in the dark night turned into a deep red color.

Only he and their original 'prey' remained motionless.

He looked up blankly, and the other party looked up and said in the same mechanical and stiff tone:

"Report: Mission accomplished."

(End of this chapter)