Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 411 - 387: Court of Death (Double - )
"You also went there, why didn’t you join us?" Qin Liuyuan asked in confusion.
"I left earlier, with the martial artists from the Capital City!" Chen Shouyi showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and continued, "I had some luck and killed an injured demigod, which might have drawn the attention of the higher-ups."
Qin Liuyuan picked up his teacup, took half a sip, and suddenly sprayed it out.
Chen Shouyi reacted quickly, in a flash, his will intensified, and all the water droplets bypassed him, flew past, leaving him spotless and dry.
Qin Liuyuan was momentarily taken aback, not paying attention to this anomaly, and said with disbelief:
"A demigod... you killed a demigod."
"It was an injured demigod," Chen Shouyi humbly emphasized.
"Was it the demigod in Qujiang City that you killed?" Qin Liuyuan continued to ask.
"Just an injured demigod," Chen Shouyi tried to remain humble, "Actually, it’s no big deal; people have killed demigods before. Have you heard of Ye Zong? He’s the strongest martial artist; he’s killed two. I’m still far behind him."
Qin Liuyuan: ...
He suddenly felt he didn’t want to talk anymore.
Recently, he acquired a large amount of demigod Divine Blood and finally became a martial artist. His long-time aspiration was realized, and he was so excited he couldn’t help but drink with Chen Shouyi, feeling that the gap was closing and they were on the same level.
Unexpectedly, the gap not only didn’t close but widened, even the demigod was killed by Chen Shouyi.
Noticing the atmosphere suddenly turn cold, Chen Shouyi felt a little awkward.
He wished he hadn’t said anything.
Fortunately, Zhang Miaomiao came in carrying a pile of lunchboxes: "General Manager Chen, President Qin, you’ve worked hard, I brought lunch for you!"
"No clues yet?" Chen Shouyi looked at the time and asked, realizing it was already past noon.
Zhang Miaomiao shook her head. All day, the entire building felt oppressive, the tension suffocating: "Quite a few soldiers and civilians died, but by the time we arrived, the culprit had long escaped without a trace."
Chen Shouyi remained silent. The city was complex, with skyscrapers everywhere. To hide someone was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Moreover, it’s a terrifyingly powerful individual. As long as they are careful not to confront the military, they can come and go as they please, like they own the place.
Qin Liuyuan also quickly adjusted his mindset. Since knowing Chen Shouyi, the latter had always been stronger; psychologically, it wasn’t hard to accept. He asked, "The killer is still in the Safe Zone and hasn’t left?"
"Judging by the current situation, it seems so!" Zhang Miaomiao replied.
...
Inside a room.
Three corpses lie on the ground. The barbarian faced calmly, wielding his sword, practicing constantly in the living room; the sword cutting through the air with faint sizzling sounds, emitting wisps of sharp light.
His swordsmanship was extremely proficient; each move flowed like mercury, filled with an exotic beauty, akin to a seasoned martial artist who’s practiced for over a decade.
"The alien race’s swordsmanship seems simple but is infinitely profound, truly using the body’s strength to the fullest, making each move incredibly powerful. Unfortunately, the body is too weak; ultimately, the gods will win this war," he contemplated.
After a ten-minute practice, he walked to the window, where he could observe the Provincial Government Building; a helicopter circled nearby.
The defenses here were growing increasingly stringent.
A cold smile flashed across his face.
As one of the legendary strongmen recruited by the God of Hunting for planar war.
Before coming to Hedong, he stayed in Dongning with other legendary figures for a time.
Under the teachings of the human Great High Priest there, he gained considerable understanding of human culture, social structure, military strategies, and martial arts.
This world exceeded his imagination.
Endless food, countless skilled artisans, massive buildings like mountains, a strange social structure, and terrifying weapons akin to divine punishment that even feared gods greatly.
Regrettably, external factors remain external...
At that moment, his ears perked; several footsteps approached.
He thought to himself: Time to move again.
...
Chen Shouyi and Qin Liuyuan stood guard all day, still to no avail.
This attacker was more patient than expected, like a seasoned hunter patiently waiting for the prey to reveal a flaw.
Night began to fall.
Though it was time to clock out ages ago, not a single person left the building, as it felt safer here than on the soldier-filled streets.
Having been idle here for almost a full day and night.
Chen Shouyi was growing impatient.
He felt worried about his parents’ and sister’s safety; although the security around the villa was undoubtedly tight, his absence left him uneasy.
He told Qin Liuyuan, "Watch over things here; I’m going for a walk downstairs."
"Alright, no problem," Qin Liuyuan replied.
Then, Chen Shouyi supported himself on the railing and leaped down from the fifth floor.
As he landed, he felt a glance watching him.
The attacker was undoubtedly close by; his expression remained unchanged as he walked out of the square, the gaze followed his every step. Though he pretended to casually look around, all he saw were silhouettes watching him from windows.
He immediately returned upstairs.
"Why did you return so quickly?" Qin Liuyuan asked.
"The attacker has been nearby all along; to resolve this, we must lure him out," Chen Shouyi said gravely. "I’m going to see the provincial senior officials."
Qin Liuyuan’s heart tightened at those words.
Soon after, Chen Shouyi directly knocked on the first office.
"How sure are you?" the provincial senior official asked solemnly.
"Sixty to seventy percent," Chen Shouyi replied.
The provincial official furrowed his brows, pondered for a while, and said, "The risk is too great; I can’t gamble everyone’s lives. I need to convene a committee meeting!"
...
Half an hour later.
By drawing lots, a portion of the civil servants, along with the stationed military personnel, slowly retreated; even the patrolling soldiers on the streets withdrew. The others stayed, prepared to hold out until the end.
The provincial official didn’t choose to draw lots, staying as a gesture of leadership.
"Everybody’s life here depends on you!" the provincial official gravely told Chen Shouyi with a pat on his arm.
Initially eager for the impending battle, Chen Shouyi suddenly felt a heavy burden.
Something he had never felt before.
The lives of hundreds were tied to him; if he failed, everyone would perish with him.
He regretted his suggestion.
He hated this feeling.
After a moment of silence, he said, "I’ll do my best!"
"General Consultant, I believe in you; you can kill demigods, so you can do this!" Zhang Miaomiao hugged Chen Shouyi, encouraging him.
The provincial official noticed this and seemed thoughtful.
...
Time passed, second by second.
Yet the attacker didn’t appear; however, that feeling of being watched grew stronger, not disappearing.
The attacker was evidently cautious, evaluating the threat level here.
Qin Liuyuan held his war bow, his face tense: "This is too risky; what if..."
"There’s no what if!" Chen Shouyi replied.
His strength had long surpassed ordinary limits, even his normal state matched peak martial artists. With the Giant Transformation and god-like states, unless facing a demigod, he was confident he’d prevail.
Qin Liuyuan moved his lips but said nothing in the end.
Suddenly, Chen Shouyi said sternly, "Here it comes!"
A figure slowly walked forth from the empty street, casting a long shadow under the streetlights; an energy seemed to emanate from him, distorting the air around him, approaching the Government Building’s square.
No gunshots rang during the process.
He suddenly stopped, sensitive ears detecting no incoming footsteps; it seemed to confirm no trap was set. He relaxed a bit and looked up at Chen Shouyi on the fifth floor, his expression flashed disdain, speaking in a strange tone:
"Foolish blasphemer, you seek a fair fight? You’re courting death."
