Super Soldier in the City

Chapter 2235 - 2299: Missile

"You lost?" Li Yifei looked at the Saintess and asked subconsciously. After all, the Saintess had fallen to the ground, the gem of the Saint’s Scepter was shattered, and it seemed that the scepter would be useless in the future.The expression on the Saintess’s face was complicated. She was in pain, despite having given her best effort, but still unable to kill Li Yifei. This meant she couldn’t overcome her inner struggle, which meant she would be stuck at her current level for life, unable to advance further. It also meant she could no longer be the Saintess of the Holy War Organization, and ultimately... she would be with Li Yifei.

Her lips trembled, her physical injuries were secondary, but the struggle in her heart made it hard for the Saintess to say those three words, even though she already understood she had lost and had no chance of defeating Li Yifei again. Achieving this was already very lucky.

However, admitting defeat was incredibly difficult for the Saintess. She looked at Li Yifei, his expression returning to normal, his clothes torn with a wound on his chest still bleeding, and blood at the corner of his mouth. He fought hard, but his injuries weren’t severe.

At this moment, the Saintess was exhausted. When she summoned the Saint’s Scepter, she was actually making a desperate attempt, with a sense of success or martyrdom. Even though she knew Li Yifei wouldn’t kill her, she had to give it her all, even if it meant fighting to the death.

When she made the final move to summon the divine power of the Hellhound, the Saintess was gambling. Her cultivation wasn’t enough to summon the divine power of the Hellhound, and doing it forcibly was sure to greatly harm her body.

Fortunately, she managed to summon the Hellhound. Unfortunately, even after summoning its divine power, she still couldn’t defeat Li Yifei. He found a weak point and broke through, causing the Saintess to suffer a backlash, vomit blood, and fall heavily injured.

Li Yifei wasn’t clear on these details, but seeing the Saintess injured, he could roughly guess. He put away the Mohist War Blade and walked toward the Saintess slowly, giving her time to recover. Saying those three words was extremely difficult for her.

The Saintess closed her eyes, tears in her eyes, tears like blood, her body trembling slightly.

Just as Li Yifei was about to say something to comfort her, even calling her name ’Yanzi’, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart, a battlefield-honed sense of danger. He felt locked onto by something and quickly turned around to see what seemed like a mosquito suddenly flying out of the clouds.

It could only be described as a mosquito because of the great distance, only visible thanks to Li Yifei’s good eyesight. If it were a mosquito, it couldn’t possibly fly that high or be seen from such a distance by Li Yifei.

So... it was a plane! Li Yifei immediately recognized it, and at this time the plane was flying at high speed. Within seconds, it flew to a straight-line distance of less than three kilometers from them, and Li Yifei finally saw clearly what kind of plane it was.

A drone, it was a drone, and not a reconnaissance drone, but one carrying missiles.

Upon discovering the missile, Li Yifei knew trouble was coming. He wasn’t sure who sent the drone or how they found them, but he knew the drone had fired a missile. A small missile hung under the wing was being driven towards the reef where the two of them were located.

Li Yifei immediately turned back and shouted to the Saintess, "Be careful!"

The Saintess opened her eyes in surprise, seeing Li Yifei rushing toward her. She didn’t know what was happening but sensed the fear in Li Yifei’s expression. Instinctively, she tried to move back, but this unnecessary movement led to Li Yifei getting hurt.

Li Yifei lunged at the Saintess. Within those brief two to three seconds, he could have escaped, at least ran outside the explosion range of the bomb. The missile looked small, unlikely to cause a large blast radius. But the Saintess was still injured and unable to move, so Li Yifei couldn’t leave her and rushed over, but the Saintess moved back, holding the Saint’s Scepter, whose gem was gone, leaving a sharp tip...

Li Yifei lunged forward, and the Saint’s Scepter pierced into his abdomen, going deeply, penetrating through. He didn’t expect this, and the Saintess was stunned, crying out in shock.

"Ugh..." Li Yifei groaned, eyes filled with pain, but there was no time to say much. He immediately used the True Qi Armor method learned from the Bare-ass General, even utilizing his Innate Vital Energy. In a matter of seconds, Li Yifei formed two layers of True Qi Armor, concentrating on his back, shaping a turtle shell-like armor covering the two of them.

By coincidence, the place where the Saintess lay had a gully cut by Li Yifei’s blade energy during their fight. Li Yifei hurriedly pushed the Saintess into it, pressing his body against hers.

The Saintess didn’t know what was happening, couldn’t even ask, as Li Yifei pressed down on her. In those brief seconds, not too long or short, the Saintess knew Li Yifei wouldn’t do something pointless, knowing it had a purpose, only she was more worried about Li Yifei’s injury!

"Yifei, are you alright!"

"Shut up, protect yourself!" Li Yifei shouted fiercely. Just then, a whistling sound filled their ears, like a whistle blowing, followed by an earthquake-like sound, a roar. The ground shook, and Li Yifei held the Saintess tightly.

Luckily, the missile didn’t land on them but fell more than ten meters away, less than twenty meters. Although not the first impact point, it was still wild.

The drone flew past, dropping a missile on the uninhabited island reef at precisely the moment of their final critical fight when the victor had emerged. This missile dropped, with almost no chance to escape, with at least one of them destined to die.

Even if Li Yifei had escaped, it wouldn’t have been any better, but the video feedback from the drone showed that neither escaped, which made someone hundreds of kilometers away in a certain room reveal a satisfied smile, lighting up a Cuban Cigar, taking a deep inhale while ordering the drone to return. Being hit by a missile, people, not even steel, could hardly survive.

After the explosion, dust settled. The creatures on the island were quite unlucky today, first experiencing raging storms, hard to endure, albeit frequent. But the subsequent fight must have been like a deity’s wrath if the creatures were ever to evolve intelligence, recalling what they’d been through, comparable to humans fantasizing about gods.

Even so, though some were affected, many survived, but the missile drop meant survival for those within that range was impossible, with the explosive force impacting the entire reef. And on that island were Li Yifei and the Saintess...

Fortunately, the island had nothing flammable, so after the explosion, dust settled, leaving only shattered rocks and a pit several meters deep while the air was filled with the scent of gunpowder. Seabirds, which would usually land on the island, dared not stay anymore, flying far to another island reef. The once vibrant island instantly became lifeless.

No one knows how long passed before there was a movement from within the rubble pit, weak but existent. With this slight vibration came more actions, something moving under the rubble, and not something small.

The movement gradually intensified, and soon something slowly crawled out, a person, in tattered clothes, covered in dust, battered and bruised, with dried blood stains over the body. It was the Saintess. She crawled out from the debris, and upon emerging, she didn’t take time to rest but turned to clear those stones, tossing them far away.

Though sharp pieces of rubble could cut, the Saintess seemed indifferent. She continuously grabbed the rubble and threw it far, again and again, persisting for over an hour, clearing stones from a few square meters in front of her, pushing deeper, until ultimately revealing a person’s back within the pit, charred, its blood dried into black, with flesh decaying, leaving a messy surface.

It was none other than Li Yifei. Seeing him made the Saintess want to cry, but it wasn’t the time for tears. She had to rescue Li Yifei swiftly, though her condition was also poor, body covered with injuries, perhaps having suffered the worst in her life, but she cared not, continuing to remove the stones weighing down on Li Yifei, her hands already worn, bloody and shredded.

For another ten-plus minutes, the Saintess finally saw Li Yifei’s head, holding his head, checking for a pulse. Li Yifei still had a heartbeat, though weak and slow, an estimated ten beats per minute instead of the normal seventy to eighty, a highly abnormal and dangerous state.

The intense shockwave from the explosion hit Li Yifei first, breaking through his two layers of True Qi Armor. His body bore the subsequent impact, weakened yet not from flesh alone, luckily shielded by True Qi, preventing his body from being blasted apart.

The Saintess, protected beneath him, fared relatively better. Though she too endured the shock, with Li Yifei’s body shielding her, she didn’t suffer as much from the explosion. Despite sustaining several injuries with her body’s poor state, she must rescue Li Yifei.