Chapter 291: Chapter 287: Metal Storm

Three bullets flew out one after another from afar, hidden within the shadows of darkness.

These were the only three bullets left in Su Changxing’s semi-automatic pistol, and given the distance, it was the only feasible choice.

The “Wolf Fang” had a very short range, and the bullet would explosively scatter upon hitting a target, with an effective range of only about a hundred meters.

The “Black Cat” hiding in the shadows extended its head from within the “Giant Infant’s” shadow, immediately noticing the covertly flying bullets.

It opened its bloody maw wide.

The “Black Cat” began to enlarge and elongate in front of the Lady of the House, enveloped by the shadow behind the “Giant Infant.”

The space experienced a slight distortion.

The bullets vanished without a trace in the “Black Cat’s” mouth, as if a part of the film’s frame rate had been cut out.

“This thing is really a bug.”

Su Changxing felt a bit of a headache, unable to discern the true nature of this “Black Cat.” It could devour massive crystal monsters and could also swallow rapidly fired bullets, seemingly existing as an independent creature under the Lady of the House’s control.

This was also a characteristic of the Lady’s ability, controlling and nurturing various monsters, somewhat similar to “Spirit,” but its scope was much broader than Spirit.

“Spirit” was only concerned with ghost-like entities.

However, “True Knowledge” seemed inadequate in such an environment, like a computer running at full capacity but unable to keep up with demand.

The Lady’s expression was increasingly haughty as she slowly stood from the ground, bursting into wild laughter:

“Haha, is this your method… Chief Teng? How laughable.”

Teng Beng’s golden pupils dilated and trembled; his chest, abdomen, and neck had been pierced by three vines rising from the ground, and his body swayed as if it might fall at any moment.

The icy words and patterns dimmed, and even the giant golden eye in the sky became transparent.

The crystal monster on the ground had returned to human form, its skin deathly pale, lying motionless, having lost its Life Breath.

Pelting rain struck the forehead, knocking on the soul, and the howling wind swept past the ears, accompanied by a biting chill.

Warm liquid pooled at the edge of his eyes, with the golden light gradually dissipating, revealing dark brown pupils. Teng Beng looked toward the Lady, his expression rigid and filled with despair.

The Lady’s strength had exceeded his expectations, and he couldn’t use any means to bridge this fundamental gap; at least, he couldn’t.

The facts had already proven.

“I lost.”

Teng Beng admitted, word by word, as dark red blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes, and ears; life ebbed away, like a stream gradually drying up.

Everything has an end, but some things end when they shouldn’t.

A pity.

The building behind collapsed entirely, becoming a new ruin, raising a cloud of dust that obscured the path of moonlight.

Su Changxing heavily landed on the ground, his face and clothes covered in sand and mud, his eyes trembling slightly. Teng Beng had still failed, seemingly by just a sliver.

But it wasn’t unexpected.

Teng Beng was on the side of resistance, the disadvantaged side, trying to find light in the darkness.

Hope was always slim.

Success was a miracle; failure was inevitable.

The Lady gazed at the slowly falling body, a flicker of solitude crossing her eyes which quickly dissipated, showing neither happiness nor sadness.

Then, she cast her gaze towards Su Changxing’s side, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes as if seeing something unexpected.

Above the debris, numerous metal objects—rebar, metal doors, railings—hovered, forming a dense mass that slowly spun, creating a “Metal Storm.”

At this moment.

Zhong Jueqing’s eyes glowed with a deep blue light, encircled by lightning, floating in mid-air atop a thick metal slab detached from a building.

An immense superpower radiated around him, pressing down on everyone’s heads, making it hard for them to breathe.

“Humans from the Otherworld! I will end your life.”

Zhong Jueqing shouted, his voice echoing around, forming several echoes like chanting, filled with pure intent to kill.

The scope of the “Metal Storm” grew larger and larger, causing the surrounding buildings to shake as if a giant hand were shaking them.

Su Changxing also felt his gun pulling with great force in his hand, but he held onto it tightly, preventing it from flying away.

The “Metal Storm” approached the Lady’s position, destroying everything in its path with an unstoppable momentum.

Dozens of Hunters at its edge were swept into the “Metal Storm,” instantly ground into pulp and carried within.

At this moment, the Lady was injured, at her weakest, watching this oppressive scene. Even though her face remained calm, she unconsciously held her breath.

In her prime, she feared no one, but now…

Just then, before the “Metal Storm” could approach, the “Black Cat” appeared, consuming her in one bite, and vanished without a trace.

“Did she escape?”

Su Changxing frowned, sensing the awkwardness; Zhong Jueqing seemed to have unleashed a “big move,” yet the opponent had fled, rendering the big move useless and pointless.

Moreover, this technique would likely severely deplete Zhong Jueqing, endangering his life.

Hmm, he might die…

Su Changxing felt a heaviness inside and shouted, “Can you stop? It seems she’s already gone.”

The remaining Hunters, without their leader, scattered like birds and beasts, vanishing into the night.

The “Metal Storm” did not cease nor move anymore, spinning slowly until, after more than ten minutes, iron objects began to fall from the sky, creating craters in the ruins.

Zhong Jueqing landed slowly on the ground, crouching and gasping for breath, supported by a thick metal slab.

The rain had already stopped quietly, leaving a clear sky with an exceptionally bright pale moon illuminating the surrounding world.

The situation wasn’t as dire as Su Changxing had imagined.

Zhong Jueqing smiled with a knowing expression at him, saying deeply, “Am I not invincible?”

Invincible…

This guy could really put on an act.

Su Changxing was taken aback, realizing everything earlier was fake; at least, it was flashy but lacking substance. The “Metal Storm” wasn’t as powerful as it appeared.

“Indeed, very invincible.”

Su Changxing agreed, thinking Zhong Jueqing’s ability development reached an astonishing level, capable of creating such an illusion.

Zhong Jueqing stood up, walking forward casually, “Let’s go check the situation. There might be some gains.”

Su Changxing’s face twitched, always feeling the Lady could return any time, but he followed nonetheless, as they did “drive” the Lady away, leaving no room for retreat.

The ruins were vast and empty, with only corpses and still-smoldering embers.

One after another, Evil Spirits emerged from the corpses, forming into shape, lining up behind Su Changxing, forming a team.

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