Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 347 - 73 Li Yans Response (Part One)
Chapter 347: Chapter 73: Li Yan’s Response (Part One)
Chapter 347: Chapter 73: Li Yan’s Response (Part One)
Bullets whizzed, grenade shrapnel crisscrossed.
Metal Disks attracted each other, massive waves of purple Magnetic Storm surged tumultuously, and the black Disaster Water enveloped the battlefield like a colossal hand from the heavens.
Explosions and chaotic roars cluttered the air for a moment.
Mo Sui turned, howling with rage.
The viscous blood of Li Yan slipped between his fingers, as an action team soldier fell back, his rifle broken in two. His finger, still on the trigger attempting in vain to fire, twitched until his body hit the ground.
Apart from Mo Sui and Swollen Face down the cliff, only four third-tier fighters from the action team remained.
The black Disaster Water formed puddles on the ground, submerging the people from the action team.
Li Yan’s eyes roved across the battlefield, but could not locate the source of the sniper bullets.
“Even if it means getting hurt, I must kill him…”
Song Zuo crushed peanuts in his mouth, his teeth grinding together, “Do you think it’s impossible for us to kill you?”
The timing grasped by Song Zuo was indeed vicious, and even though Li Yan was cautious, in a split second he faced two choices: either use Hidden Flight to escape and look for another opportunity to attack, or go all out, confronting Song Zuo’s bullet directly with his instinct and Water Armor.
Without a second thought, Li Yan chose the latter, and attacked everyone with a large swath of Disaster Water.
His Smith coat, soaked with blood, was torn to shreds by the huge kinetic energy of shrapnel, and underneath, his golden-red Fire Silkworm Silk Soft Armor was blasted to tatters. Blood flowed from his chest to his lower abdomen, exposing his well-proportioned upper body and the now-lusterless Chaos Tattoo.
Li Yan, gravely wounded, clenched his fist subconsciously, only to hear a clinking sound as the silver chains on his fingers broke into fragments, sporadically falling onto the muddy ground.
The Smith coat was ruined, the Fire Silkworm Silk Soft Armor was ruined, and the Liang product, Carved Snow, was ruined.
Li Yan’s gaze flickered, and he curled his lip, “Out with the old, in with the new.”
Suddenly, his eyelid twitched.
Four third-tier fighters stood up from the Disaster Water, and despite still being entangled with the stubborn water, they were unaffected.
Fully enclosed protective suits.
While they could hinder the wearer’s movements to a degree, against Li Yan, such a flaw was virtually nonexistent.
Several purple cylindrical grenades were tossed onto the battlefield by the soldiers, releasing a neuroparalytic poison gas that pervaded the area.
In the fierce fight, the destruction caused the space to become relatively enclosed. Li Yan, who wore no protective gear, found himself at a disadvantage once more.
“You’re definitely going to die here!”
Seeing Li Yan’s dire state, Mo Sui gnashed his teeth. With only half an hour left from the two hours that Liang Zhengyong had promised, and accounting for the time needed to escape, there were probably only seven or eight minutes left for himself.
“You’re not worthy enough.”
Li Yan gritted his teeth as the black Disaster Water once again enveloped his body, chilling cold spreading through the jungle.
His figure, covered in tiny wounds, appeared side by side with the nine-winged white Feather of the Goddess Gu Huo Bird, both plunging into the fray!
Amidst the spurting red hot bullet streams, Metal Disks wrapped in purple Magnetic Storms, set for immediate explosion, sometimes disregarding even comrades in the vicinity, and flames from the Savior GB2 Armor-Piercing Hand Grenades, two figures, one black and one white, flitted and charged through, creating an intensely harrowing and lethal scene!
Suddenly, Mo Sui’s gaze fixed, his metallic limb swung, and the Metal Disks whirled, purple electric light interweaving as they collided with the Disaster Water cloaking Li Yan. The disks shot into the black waves, instantly setting off a massive explosion.
Two kilometers away, Song Zuo’s vision was engulfed by black smoke and poison gas. His eye left the scope as he shrugged helplessly.
The black smoke was intentionally created by Li Yan; the poison gas was a decision made by the action team.
“Still not considering me? You rabbit brat with eyes on top of your head.”
…
Bang!
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Amidst the dispersing black smoke and water trails, Li Yan and Mo Sui’s arms pressed together, their fingers interlocked, battling for leverage!
Creak~
In the span of a breath, a bone reached its breaking point and snapped.
“Ah~”
Mo Sui’s veins bulged as Li Yan tightened his grip and raised his wrist, instantly twisting and deforming Mo Sui’s intact left hand. Mo Sui bit down, raised his head, and thrust his Tactical Spider–sharper than alloy weapons–with his metal prosthetic limb toward Li Yan’s left eye!
Li Yan watched as the prosthetic blade neared his eye. He kicked up a foot, sending Mo Sui into the air. Black water armor and Gang Dou suddenly enveloped his back, blocking two successive grenade explosions. The pain caused Li Yan to roar like a tiger. Gu Huo Bird, decked in red makeup and white feathers, flew towards a soldier about to pull the trigger; then, Li Yan abruptly landed and stepped forward with a right hook punch, denting the front of the mask, sending fragments of composite material and blood floating into the air.
“Fire!”
The positions of Gu Huo Bird and Li Yan were exposed to the soldiers for the first time since the battle began!
Perhaps in comparison to Li Yan, the bodies of the genetic soldiers were too fragile, but in terms of destructive power, Li Yan might not really be a match for these special forces soldiers equipped with abilities and modern weapons.
Since the battle started, Li Yan primarily relied on high maneuverability to dodge explosions and grenades.
Just one direct hit, and the relentless firepower that followed could render this monstrous man powerless to resist!
Savior GB2 Armor-Piercing Hand Grenade.
Magnetic Storm Electrical Net Launching Grenade.
Together with the “Youfu Raith” semi-automatic laser sensor that Mo Sui depended on for combat, he unleashed all his destructive weaponry at once, sparing nothing, towards the Goddess Gu Huo in front of him!
He believed the remaining three soldiers wouldn’t miss this chance–Li Yan would certainly die if he stayed put, and teleporting to his projection’s location would mean certain death as well.
Boom!!!!
First came dense, viscous golden flames; then blue-purple plasma; followed by unimaginable explosive reactions that felled large trees, with force that left onlookers agape.
Yet, Li Yan showed no reaction, merely jumping away from the outer edges of the explosion, while the remaining three third-tier soldiers didn’t fire at him.
Mo Sui incredulously turned to look at his own battle but saw only three fallen bodies, from which thick Disaster Water was gushing through the gaps in the protective suits, the bodies entirely shriveled with trails of bluish smoke rising.
Using “Disaster Water” would greatly deplete the stock of Wu Zhiqi Water. If it didn’t work once, why would Li Yan use it again?
Besides Wu Zhiqi Water, he also had Nine Phoenixes’ Ice Knife.
As long as he used the Ice Knife to make a cut, Disaster Water could easily seep in.
Mo Sui’s mouth was just opening when a muscular hand covered his goggles!
Smack!
Li Yan stood over one meter eighty tall while Mo Sui was just over one meter seventy. Li Yan grabbed his helmet and hoisted him into the air.
His back and chest were riddled with twisted shrapnel and ugly, centipede-like bloody trails; his abdomen was torn open. Li Yan, his body completely ravaged apart from a single pair of trousers, stood at the edge of the poison gas and slowly tightened his fingers.
Mo Sui’s lips trembled and then lightly parted.
“Monster…”
Spurt!
Thick blood jetted from the helmet, trickling down noisily.
Li Yan tossed Mo Sui’s body away as a blood-scented sniper bullet headed straight for him, triggering another violent explosion.
The chain of explosions set the forest ablaze, the fire reflecting off the gradually darkening night sky.
Residents living near Golden Summit Square stepped out of their houses to look in that direction.
“Isn’t it over yet?”
“I just heard an explosion.”
“Looks like no work tomorrow; I’ve got two kids to feed.”
“We can’t live there anymore, right? What are we going to do? People will die on the streets with this weather.”
The murmurs grew louder.
In a dilapidated shack, a gaunt boy held a black Buddha Flag in his left hand and in his right clutched the corner of a fiercely howling car flag. Both flags were tattered, evidently salvaged from some corner. He tied the two pieces of cloth together, took a sip from a can in the corner, wrapped himself in the fabric, and turned over to sleep. The campfire cast his profile in fluctuating light and shadow.
Li Yan walked out of the wave of fire with a cloud of dust rising, then vanished from Song Zuo’s scope.
“Here it comes~”
Song Zuo’s throat was parched. He grabbed a bag of peanuts, scattered them on the ground, slapped his palm on the peanut shells, then picked the nuts that had popped out of the shells, one by one, into his mouth, ignoring the tiny fragments. After finishing, he grabbed his gun and pack and turned to flee.
