novelraw Chapter 1233 624: A Stirring Storm, Towering Frenzy_5
Chapter 1233 624: A Stirring Storm, Towering Frenzy_5
Yan Fei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Thanks, Ah Chang!"
The armor elevated to mid-air, diving down with full force, accelerating!
Two axes launched from the armor, whistling as they spun, exploding with spiritual energy on the verge of collapse, withering as they severed the strange long tongue of the giant lizard.
Yan Fei roared.
Advance, now—
Pa!
In the workshop, the frail boy suddenly raised his fist, using all his strength, slammed his palm, and shouted:
"—End the worries!"
A deep voice suddenly echoed in the Drum Player's mind, like thunder, causing a disturbance in the spiritual energy, leaving consciousness in a daze.
Awaken!
With all his might, in just a moment, yet within that moment, the erratic flute sound already revealed a critical gap, with the diving Power Armor already charging ahead, within a hundred meters.
The instant he regained his senses, he was unstoppable.
The Drum Player's eyes widened in shock.
Amid shocked expressions, a hint of mockery suddenly surfaced, void of anxiety or panic.
Casually lifting his eyes, he glanced at his advancing posture.
That speed, slower and slower...
Visible to the naked eye, slowing down, eventually stopping mid-air, struggling to move.
No matter how the engines spout Flame Light.
Under a flash of light, storm-lit spider threads danced, and eerie shadow spiders appeared and vanished in the void.
Here, it was already within the spider's lair.
No way forward, no way to escape.
Then, don't escape!
Without hesitation, Yan Fei exerted all his strength—Red Anvil Radical Change, erupted again, targeting the armor that shielded him, all engines, overloading.
Mr. Ji was right, indeed.
Yan Fei silently laughed.
This self-destruction button is really something good!
Boom!!!
The red-hot armor in mid-air suddenly exploded, accompanied by a sea of Fierce Flame and Fuel Element, spreading out, countless metal fragments in the excitation of Red Anvil, shooting out like blades.
In the metallic rainstorm, countless spider threads burnt to ash within the flame.
And as the Mercury Protection layer evaporated, driven by the wind, a slender figure emerged from within, shooting like lightning, rapidly enlarging in the Drum Player's dazed pupils.
Until, that burned face, was right in front.
The last seen, was that shredded smile exposing bare gums, so menacing.
Raised his hand, pointed at the enemy so close.
Thus, the Mercury Bullet clamped between his fingers, glowed slightly, sealing, guiding, limiting, transforming, exciting... and finally, bursting!
A streak of electrolight like the fierce sun, shot straight out.
Piercing through that rigid face.
Then followed by a thudding sound, falling backward, silently turning to ash.
—Drum Player, dead!
Next...
It was Yan Fei's turn.
The falling Yan Fei twitched, attempting to get up, but stumbled, falling to the ground again, face first, realizing his leg seemed broken.
Lack of spiritual energy, Matrix overload, consciousness muddled.
In this daze, he heard countless subtle sounds, giant insects circling hungrily again, vigilantly guarding this dangerous flesh, unable to resist the urge to feed.
Pouncing on!
From afar, familiar shouts and calls, choked cries.
Yan Fei wanted to raise his hand, but had no strength left.
Only a helpless sigh echoed in the wind.
"...How did I end up teaching such a fool?"
Silence.
Deathly silence, suddenly.
It was as if the whole world abruptly froze, everything fell into stasis, only wisps of Illusion Light, at some unknown time, enshrouded the earth, cloaked the heavens, fine as spider webs, covering everything.
Effortlessly threading the needle, the delicate thread easily penetrated the joints, brains, neural nodes, hearts, flesh, even souls of all mutants on the long street.
Under Heavenly Skill's control, a mere tremor, countless mutants silently turned to ash.
As if they never existed at all!
It was, like instinct, unparalleled Three-phase Alchemy!
Yan Fei was overjoyed, feeling the flowing Mercury seemed like a large hand, roughly grabbing his neck, pulling him back to the dead silent workshop.
Thrown to the ground.
"Mr. Ji?"
"When did you come ba..."
Yan Fei coughed, looked up, then froze in place.
No Mr. Ji.
Sheltered and surrounded by numerous Mercury lines, only a blurry figure, seemingly formed from star-like Illusion Light.
Silvery flashes flickered, circulated, waxing and waning in the void, like stars.
Now, that indistinct face slightly turned, seemingly coldly gazing down, "0012, if you're going to lie down, kindly move next to the useless Legion over there, don't obstruct."
"What did our Legion do to you?"
'Useless Legion' was outraged, War God leaped, about to prove for Legion, glanced at by that cold gaze, swiftly lay back down, War God sleeps.
Humph, useless then useless!
What did the useless do to you!
Thus, Yan Fei started sweating again.
Such a familiar voice, cold, indifferent, no fluctuations, waking countless painful memories and psychological shadows tied to studies.
"You are... Is..."
He dryly swallowed, incredulous:
"...Miss Isis?!"