My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 440 - 433: Screw You, Get Lost!

Su Qiangwei’s move "Annihilation" was something she intended to use last time when the Chuanke Civilization arrived.

It’s just that before she could unleash it, the opponent was smashed to pieces on the spot by a mixed barrage from Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan.

This time, she finally got the chance to display her mighty power!

The pitch-black heart that lay quietly pulsating in Su Qiangwei’s palm, upon being shattered, released endless black wrath flames and purple thunder light.

Boom!

A blast of thunder exploded, causing reverberations so severe that cracks appeared in the tempered glass across the buildings of the Grass Hut Academy.

Members of the academy clutched their ears in pain.

Those who reacted a bit slower had blood trickling out from their ear canals, flowing down their cheeks, making them look like bloodied demons.

Those impacted by the shockwave were in such a state, so the fate of the Extraordinary Monster Legion that took the brunt was bound to be even more tragic.

Qian Duoduo, Wu Di, Wan Haihao, Li Xing, and others stared blankly at the sky, dumbfounded.

The members of the Monster Legion, though varied in appearance, were not weaklings. Picking any one of them could place them among the top ranks on Earth.

Yet such a powerful group was as fragile as soft-shelled shrimp and glassware in front of Su Qiangwei, shattering upon touch, leaving not even a corpse behind.

In the thunder and flames, all the monsters were annihilated, turning to dust.

Gray plumes fluttered down from the sky.

Seemingly due to reduced gravity, these "feathers" drifted leisurely, taking a long time to settle.

A member of the academy, whose arm had been torn off and who had fainted from the pain, was brought out of shock under the emergency rescue of Ma Ran and the medical workers.

"Is it snowing?"

He opened his eyes and instinctively raised his only remaining hand to catch the incoming snowflakes.

But once in hand, he realized these were not snowflakes at all, but tiny bits of ash!

A rain of ashes fell over the Grass Hut Academy.

The previously overpowering Monster Legion was now reduced to only the strongest, the shark-headed beastman.

Up in the sky, Su Qiangwei stood against the wind.

With one move, she executed a total annihilation!

Wan Haihao sheathed his long sword, his lips twitching slightly at the scene.

Initially, the bottleneck had loosened, and as long as he secluded himself for cultivation, he could reach a higher level, achieving the Third Realm of Seven Vortex Swordsmanship, the "Sword Remains" realm, which put him in a good mood.

But seeing this scene, he instantly found everything tasteless.

Such inhuman tasks like "Testing the Sword World" should be left for Zhu Hanyi with the "Rain Boiling Sword" to handle.

Wan Haihao felt that someone as talentless as himself should honestly follow the Sword Master’s footsteps and progress at a leisurely pace to improve.

In front of true strength, his progress was utterly insignificant!

If reality were a competitive game, the balance attributes of this game would surely be subpar.

Su Qiangwei typically acted carefree, like a childish sand sculpture girl, but at critical moments, she never faltered, and her combat power was despairingly high.

She could control groups, deal area damage, burst with power, single out or brawl in groups.

Thinking carefully, Su Qiangwei, despite being overshadowed, was an all-rounder powerhouse with no weaknesses.

It’s just that, until today, she rarely had the opportunity to showcase this; in many major events, she was supporting Ma Ran, playing the second position.

Today was no different, but...

The situation was grandiose, and the enemies were too strong.

The mundane performances of other Grass Hut Academy members highlighted Su Qiangwei’s prowess vividly.

One move, Annihilation, made the name "Martial God" truly deserved!

As a renowned elite of the Grass Hut Academy, Wan Haihao was often dispatched for missions to support other academies, or even participate in some international joint tasks, so he had seen quite a few S-level Extraordinary Ones recently.

In his view, the gap between those S-levels and himself wasn’t that large, and once he broke through in his cultivation realm, he could suppress most of them.

But compared to Su Qiangwei, they were simply not of the same dimension.

The gap was too vast, too vast!

Swish!

A bright red sword mark streaked across the sky.

The shark-headed monster stood still, as if the scene was frozen.

Half a breath later, an icy blue light appeared down the center of its body, instantly splitting it in two, the corpse frozen by icy chill, landing on the ground with a thud, shattering into pieces.

Obviously, this was Ma Ran’s doing.

"Flame, thunder, ice..."

Wan Haihao’s eyes lit up as he smiled: "The threshold for the ’Burning Martial’ system is low, but when cultivated to a profound realm, it can also display power no less than any superpower, and even more comprehensive, more powerful!"

Upon reaching the fifteenth rank in ’Burning Martial’ cultivation, one can forge an Inner Qi Hall and exhibit the trait of ’One Person Attains the Dao,’ allowing other cultivators to ascend from the third rank of Inner Qi directly to the fourth or even fifth rank.

Moreover, it can accommodate various attributes with Inner Qi to create Special Inner Qi.

Because of this, online enthusiasts refer to the fifteenth rank of Inner Qi as the "Method of Establishing a Religion."

Some of Ma Ran’s fervent followers firmly believe that in the future, when enough people reach this stage of cultivation, they will each establish their own sects, creating a flourishing diversity of various cultivation techniques and texts.

By that time, "Burning Martial" will be like the "Daoist Canon," the "Buddhist Scripture," the source of the Extraordinary, and the root of myriad laws!

The methods that Ma Ran displays now further prove the correctness and long-term viability of the path of "Burning Martial"!

Click! Click! Click!

Li Xing, who took on the role of a war correspondent, did not forget his duty, frantically pressing the shutter to capture the precious data of the first space battle between the "Prophet" and the "Martial God."

Although he was still a bit slow and missed the most crucial moments, these photos will eventually serve as "archaeological" evidence for future generations.

Why does Li Xing want to be a war correspondent?

As a prominent member of Grass Hut Academy, he had wealth, fame, and status, yet he still sought challenges daily. On one hand, it was out of love; on the other, it was also to preserve as much as possible the style of this "grand era."

"Geese leave traces, and so do people!"

Li Xing wants every Civilization Guardian of this era to have their names passed down forever!

It would be best if their deeds were recorded in the mandatory education textbooks for future children to memorize every day, just like Mr. Lu Xun!

So...

Li Xing and Dong Huaiming are the two people within the "Civilization Guardians" organization whose ideals are most closely aligned and kindred.

"Wan Haihao, Li Xing! What are you daydreaming about? Come on! I’m really struggling here!"

"I can’t handle everything here! Come, quick, quick! I’m tired and can’t bear it anymore!"

Not far away, a middle-aged man spoke up in a rap-like call for support.

Li Xing hurriedly put down the Perpetual Motion Camera and ran over.

Unlike Wan Haihao, Li Xing lacked the medical knowledge reserves, but his "Extreme Cold" ability had an irreplaceable role on the battlefield, especially in stopping bleeding and preserving bodies.

The one who spoke was Liu Bingbin, Grass Hut Academy’s professor of moral education and thought.

Liu Bingbin, true to his name, was a very tidy middle-aged handsome man, always absolutely clean. Usually, he appeared gentle and refined.

In the members’ eyes, this professor and Ma Ran were the only two with an obsession for cleanliness in Grass Hut Academy.

But at this moment, Liu Bingbin was covered in blood, his teacher’s uniform stained with blood scabs, mud, and ash.

The academy’s moral and thought course, unlike the moral education in nine-year compulsory education, is mainly to strengthen members’ conviction and faith, serving as a prerequisite course for awakening superpowers.

As the person fully responsible for this course, Liu Bingbin had passed the will test through the Victory Stone and awakened his superpower when the academy recruited its second batch of members.

It is widely known that what kind of superpower a person awakens has nothing to do with their personality, experiences, gender, etc., and is full of randomness.

But when it comes to Professor Liu Bingbin alone, there seems to be a pattern to follow — during his school years, he was once a top student in medical school, and the awakened superpower was the Pillar level of "Don’t Die."

As the name implies, as long as Liu Bingbin activates his superpower, the person he chooses as his target, even if their brains are blown out, their viscera turned to mush, and their bones shattered to powder, will not die!

As for whether the body turned to ashes can still have the soul forcibly preserved with this ability...

There is currently no experimental sample.

Anyway, when Ma Ran sorted out the archives, he declared to Old Huang that Professor Liu’s ability, even without a body, could rescue the soul.

This ability can be very effective at times, but the phenomenon of superpower erosion is quite bizarre — talking normally turns into a rap style, becoming someone who will "die" without a rhyme.

A perfectly gentle and refined middle-aged handsome man has his image ruined by his superpower.

"This one’s done! Old Huang, the next one!"

Dr. Cheng Lili, who once supported the A3 District, was currently busy and sweating profusely.

As an old classmate of Professor Liu Bingbin, Dr. Cheng also got pulled into the Grass Hut Academy by President Huang Weiguo and became a resident staff member of the academy.

Therefore, he was among the first to transition into a battlefield doctor, providing medical rescue services.

After all, Ma Ran was still the main combat force, with critical combat assignments, only able to spare part of his energy to rescue members whose heads were cut off or bodies blown apart.

Injuries like severed limbs, crushed kidneys, or burst lungs were Dr. Cheng’s responsibility to treat.

After this battle, everyone in the Grass Hut Academy, except Ma Ran, was injured, even Su Qiangwei, who got a gaping wound on her forehead by a bone spur during her charge into the enemy camp.

Although the academy has only over a hundred members, not even two hundred, including support staff, it is not a small number.

No matter how fatigued, with Ma Ran and Liu Bingbin backing them up, there was no fear of harming patients, allowing Cheng Lili to let go of any mental burden, showcasing his skills fully!

Under enormous pressure, Cheng Lili also felt a sense of improving medical skills.

On the battlefield for quite some time and having only saved a dozen researchers from the Chinese Mecha project, the Eldest Prince of Chuanke, Li Tang, suddenly jolted.

Because he was wearing a prototype mecha, his reaction was minimal, and no one noticed this slight action.

A self-proclaimed wandering cosmic scientist, Zhang Heng’s voice echoed directly in Li Tang’s mind.

"Join me, betray Ma Ran, disable him!"

"I can help you sever the invisible chains of the ’Emotional Tribulation’ and set you free!"

Li Tang pondered for a moment, thinking deeply.

This temptation was indeed immense for him!

But one must think thrice before acting and plan well before making a move. Acting on impulse could lead to bitter consequences.

After a thorough contemplation, Li Tang made a definitive reply.

"Screw you, get lost!"