I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes-Chapter 625 - : 【463】King of the Night! (Asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_1
Chapter 625: 【463】King of the Night! (Asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_1
“Have you ever considered that the people ambushing us now aren’t from the Federation?” Ci Kun said while hastily bandaging his arm.
The skinny Monkey Masked Man was startled, “They aren’t from the Federation? Then whose people are they?”
“You ask me, whom shall I ask?” Ci Kun glanced at the skinny Monkey Masked Man and kicked him in the butt while cursing, “Stop wasting words and quickly summon a dead spirit to draw their fire.”
“You’re so fierce,” the skinny Monkey Masked Man said weakly.
However, he promptly summoned a dead spirit as tall as a small hill.
Ci Kun swept a glance at the dead spirit and said no more.
Looking around.
The skinny Monkey Masked Man noticed and asked puzzledly, “What are you looking for?”
“A car, to hotwire and drive away,” Ci Kun replied without looking back.
“Okay… Ah, chaotically!”
Suddenly, the skinny Monkey Masked Man cried out, pointing to the southwest corner, “Drones!”
A group of twelve unmanned reconnaissance drones appeared in the sky. Their green lights grew increasingly bright, and the roar of the rotors became clear and piercing.
When Ci Kun saw this, his face turned green, and he ran towards the shadows, cursing as he went, “What are you waiting for? Run!”
The skinny Monkey Masked Man followed close behind, leaving the dead spirit behind to attack the swarm of drones.
…
“The target has detected and brought down the drones. We are now deploying more drone squads,” the long-haired man said, turning to Huang Zhonglei.
He was only worried about one thing: “How much longer till we get there?”
“Estimated five minutes,” was the response.
No sooner had he spoken.
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Suddenly, the sound of thunder rumbled in the sky.
“There’s going to be a downpour. We’ll have to stop the plane,” the long-haired man indicated.
“Arrange ground transportation,” Huang Zhonglei said, eyes fixed on the live footage from the drones, “The guy with the Monkey Mask is a necromancer. Find a way; I want him alive!”
The long-haired man shot him a glance, “You always give me tough tasks.”
“Would I need you for easy tasks? You from the Sword Pavilion…” Huang Zhonglei said nonchalantly.
As the plane began to descend, suddenly, the sound of missiles whistling from all directions could be heard, causing everyone on the aircraft to change color.
The next second.
The eight-million-dollar military helicopter became a ball of fireworks.
“Was it hit?” Ghost Fang was somewhat surprised. He turned his head to look, and Pei Jinye was holding the body of a member of the Sand Flame Association.
“We only hit the helicopter. Killing them using this situation is still difficult,” Pei Jinye casually tossed aside the body he was holding.
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“The Elemental Sisters have already gone to rescue Ci Kun and the skinny Monkey,” Ghost Fang indicated.
Pei Jinye nodded, “You in the light, me in the dark, let’s try to delay them as long as possible. I remind you, this place can only be shielded for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, Central State will detect what’s happening here, and I can’t predict what they will do.”
“I understand. If I can delay them for fifteen minutes, that should be enough,” Ghost Fang nodded.
The two executed their battle plan, one probing the other, one in the light, the other in the dark.
Pei Jinye chose the covert approach to facilitate his own strikes.
He faded into the shadows and vanished from sight.
This even took Ghost Fang by surprise, as he lost all sense of Pei Jinye’s whereabouts in his perception.
“Has the Demon King grown stronger again?”
What a monster.
Just then, a figure burst through the flames.
A fierce beast, black as armor, shielded Huang Zhonglei with its wings. It seemed he had learned from the previous encounter, for Huang Zhonglei had covertly summoned a huge Dark Shadow Dragon.
“This is troublesome,” Ghost Fang muttered under his breath upon seeing it.
“Him, I’ll deal with him. You go and capture that necromancer.” Huang Zhonglei spoke without turning his head.
“Be careful,” the long-haired man’s voice came, disappearing in the flash of firelight in an instant.
Under the night’s cover, Huang Zhonglei’s gaze was far more savage than any fierce beast as he looked at Ghost Fang, his mouth curling into a sinister smile.
“Was the explosion at the building earlier your doing? I have to admit, you’re far more capable than the idiots I’ve met before, but it’s still not enough.”
As Huang Zhonglei’s voice rang out, a blood line suddenly appeared from his hand, shooting out from the Dark Shadow Dragon behind him, rapidly expanding.
“Roar!”
The Dark Shadow Dragon let out an enraged roar.
The sound wave spread by the blood line slammed viciously toward Ghost Fang.
Ghost Fang really wanted to tell Huang Zhonglei that all the arrangements with the building had actually come from the Demon King, but there was no need to say such things now.
Hands forming seals.
The sky seemed to fill with countless snowflakes.
The oncoming sound wave was as if blocked by a wall.
“So the secret technique of the Winter Snow sect is in your hands,” Huang Zhonglei raised his eyebrows slightly. “It seems your status in the Old Gods Association is not low. I originally thought Ci Kun was your leader, but now it seems… you indeed have the qualifications to battle me.”
He opened his hand.
A shadow flickered and vanished, and the countless snowflakes in the sky suddenly froze in mid-air. To the naked eye, a dark shadow directly shattered numerous snowflakes.
At that moment, however,
There was a clanging sound, as if a God Sword was unsheathed.
The very air seemed to eerily come to a halt.
The next second…
The air exploded with a bang!
Instantly! A ray of light broke through layers of snow and dust, charging with an unstoppable momentum directly toward Huang Zhonglei.
This sword, like the first ray of morning sun cutting through the night sky, made the surrounding snow and shadows merely a backdrop to this streak of light.
“Hmm?”
Almost simultaneously, both Huang Zhonglei and Ghost Fang were taken aback.
This swordsmanship!!!
Ghost Fang mistook it for Pei Jinye, but in his memory, this sword seemed slightly different from the swordsmanship that Pei Jinye had used before.
He only thought Pei Jinye had also practiced other sword techniques.
“What a terrifying Talent for the Sword Dao! To be able to perform each sword technique with the Sword Intent of a Sword Grandmaster… the Demon King is truly born for the sword!”
In the moment when the Gang Wind hit his face, a surge of shock and fury rose violently from the depths of Huang Zhonglei’s heart.
He was a Beast Master, and the secret techniques he mastered involved controlling fierce beasts; his actual physical strength was only at the Blood Refining Realm of the Middle Three Realm of martial artists.
So, if this sword really landed on him, death was certain.
He reached out to recall it.
The Dark Shadow Dragon surged forward to protect its master.
The dragon’s body took the hit from the sword, emitting a thunderous, muffled sound, and was visibly torn and lacerated.
A pang of pain went through Huang Zhonglei’s heart.
This Dark Shadow Dragon was his most cherished beast, yet now it had suffered such severe injuries under the might of a single sword.
“You really deserve to die!”
Just as Huang Zhonglei’s words fell, before he could do anything else, suddenly a human head rolled out from the darkness.
Black hair… The face wore an expression of horror, dying with wide-open eyes!
Huang Zhonglei’s mind was shaken in an instant.
He had been killed!!!
