I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 400 - 58: Lingering Pain

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The deadly energy light enveloped half the block in an instant, indiscriminately attacking all living creatures.

And when the light finally dissipated, a lava zone approximately a hundred meters long appeared at the very center of the battlefield, with the asphalt surface melted and the steel structures on either side charred black.

In the camp, people instinctively craned their necks towards the center of the battlefield, only to see the massive garbage mountain cannon now left with only half of its charred base, the entire upper part and barrel nowhere to be found.

As for Yun You, she was kneeling on one knee at the bottom of the crater, with clear blood still dripping from the muzzle of the Dragon Gun.

Her right sleeve had been shattered by the shockwave, white skin covered in vein-like red energy patterns, and with each breath, tiny sparks of plasma escaped her mouth, along with some blood vaporized in her mouth.

Clearly, the young girl was also quite injured.

The power of the Dragon Gun had far exceeded the realm controllable by a low-tier Apprentice Death God.

To wield it, one must offer up their own life force.

Yun You first sacrificed a part of her liver, and then got caught in the shockwave from the explosion, naturally suffering significant internal injuries.

But it was all worth it.

The greatest threat from the thugs—the garbage mountain cannon—was eliminated by her, and most of the beastification Apprentice Death Gods were either dead or injured in the aftermath of the explosion.

The remaining riffraff posed no threat anymore.

This battle, she was the last standing!

"Pop..."

Seeing this scene, the bloody weapons dropped one after another from the hands of the thugs. A cyborg wearing a gas mask suddenly collapsed to his knees, his cybernetic eye sparking from overload and a broken roar squeezing out from his throat...

"This isn't human..."

The gunner on the transport truck loosened the trigger, the bullet chain draped amidst the smoke, tattoos on his face turning pale under the glaring light, pupils flickering with the residual glow of the Dragon Gun as if a mark of judgment was etched onto his retinas.

A few marauders on the outskirts instinctively began to retreat, too scared to hesitate even if it meant stepping on land mines their comrades buried last night, causing them to lose limbs.

Even Casablanca's most loyal lieutenant abruptly turned the vehicle around, treads crushing several slow-to-dodge allies, yet there was not a hint of apology, only leaving a last message in the communication channel.

"Forget the damn assault, I'm running first..."

Yet those shocked by the Dragon Gun were not only the thugs.

The citizens in the camp were equally dumbfounded by the aftereffects of this move.

Mothers holding babies forgot to cover their children's eyes, and the babies in their arms suddenly giggled, reaching out to catch the luminous dust particles falling in the air—crystals of air ionized by laser. Doctors, in the middle of bandaging the injured, froze, letting bandages slide from their hands, ignorant to the spilled antiseptic that soaked them.

"So, she wasn't even going all out before... this is her true power..."

Tian En's murmur drowned in the blare of energy overload alarms.

At the top of a distant high-rise, Yuanbao, watching the battlefield, suddenly exclaimed, "Ah," as several telescopes of different magnifications simultaneously shattered.

"Damn! My electronic imaging apparatus is fried!"

In the underground sewers three kilometers away, a street gang originally planning to loot in the chaos suddenly fell silent, the leader's radiation detector screeching madly, its dial needle violently quivering in the "lethal" zone. Dust softly fell from the concrete dome overhead.

A child suddenly pointed to a crack emitting a rainbow glow and screamed...

"The sky is cracking!"

Whether the sky cracked, Casablanca didn't know.

But he knew, he certainly was shattered.

Both physically and mentally shattered.

His entire left hand, due to accidentally touching the beam, was evaporated, shoulder and part of his neck included, disappearing without a trace.

Yet the sensory pain paled compared to the mental blow.

He simply couldn't understand how Yun You could unleash such terrifying power, why she could wield such a powerful killer move on this floating island where sequence power is suppressed.

Casablanca himself was a veteran Death God, and he could tell the power of the Dragon Gun far surpassed Tier One or Tier Two, possibly even reaching the brink of Tier Three.

But that's impossible! The defenses on the Floating Island, no matter how strong, couldn't withstand the rampage of a Tier Three Apprentice Death God, so that's why power suppressors are needed to keep Death Gods down to Tier One.

All Death Gods must be suppressed, adhere to these rules, so why didn't Yun You have to follow them?

"Is it some special prosthetic body equipment? But that's not right either! Military-grade prosthetic bodies are extremely strictly controlled, let alone smuggling them onto a floating island, even if circulating on the market, they'd be monitored by the manufacturer throughout, impossible to be brought into the floating island..."

Casablanca simply couldn't figure it out.

He certainly didn't know that the Red Scale was not the Power of the Death God, nor was it a prosthetic weapon, but Yun You's own power, a part of the girl herself.

Even the Ethereum Network couldn't detect the existence of the Red Scale, so how could a few power limiters suppress the Red Scale?

"Escape... I must flee! There's no way to keep fighting..."

Casablanca gritted his teeth, his heart full of unwillingness.

They had chosen such an opportune time, Mokaka being restricted by the concert, unable to act, while other guards were huddled in the core of the camp, needing only a few shells to wipe them out altogether.

But all of this was thwarted by Yun You alone.

Of course, Casablanca was unwilling, but regardless of his unwillingness, at this moment, he could only flee with his tail between his legs.

He had no capital left to continue the fight, only able to limp backwards, gradually disappearing into the shadows. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Seeing the mastermind flee, Yun You instinctively wanted to chase, but as she took a step, her legs cramped uncontrollably.

And simultaneously, pain, like a tide, crashed over, instantly spreading throughout her body.

[Don't chase, silly Yun, just rest for a while.]

Master Zero sighed, his voice drifting into Yun You's ears.

[During battles, Apprentice Death Gods secrete large amounts of adrenaline to numb pain, enabling you to fight fearlessly, making you feel less pain even if your limbs are severed or nerves scorched.]

[But the sensation of pain doesn't vanish into thin air, it's like those chemicals that are hard for the body to break down, lingering in your every muscle and bone, lurking...]

[If not appropriately released, allowing it to accumulate in your body, over time, the residues of pain will corrode your nervous system, leaving countless hidden injuries in your meridians.]

[So, quickly relax your nerves, let it out... though the process may sting a little, the end result is worth it.]

Hearing these words, Yun You was briefly stunned, instinctively relaxing her body as instructed by Master Zero.

In the moment she relaxed, that terrifying pain could no longer be contained, erupting at once.

Ampuation, burning, slashing and stabbing... when she suffered these wounds, Yun You indeed didn't feel any exaggerated pain.

She thought her nerves had become tougher, allowing her to ignore the pain.

But now it seemed, this pain had never disappeared, just hidden all along.

"Pain!"

The young girl gently bit her teeth, her small body trembling uncontrollably.

She felt like her body was being torn apart bit by bit, even the air brushing her skin caused a knife-like agonizing pain, the entire person almost numb from the pain.

Yun You instinctively wanted to bear it, but remembering that suppressing pain might lead to hidden injuries, she could only let this maddening pain rampage inside her...

Fortunately, it didn't last too long.

About half a minute later, the acute pain finally began to dissipate.

Yet Yun You was drenched in cold sweat, nearly collapsing from exhaustion.

"Finally... made it through..."

Yun You exhaled deeply, feeling unprecedentedly light, even her constitution, which had already reached its limit, climbing a bit higher once again.

Her endurance ultimately wasn't in vain.