Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 390, Section 82: The Frenzied Attack (Part 1)

Jin Ziyue didn't intend to reveal too much to Qi Tongli.

He understood that if the master and servant really wanted to deal with him, he would face a lot of trouble.

But the only reason they can still chat here right now is because they need something from me.

As for why the middle-aged man took Chen Xingtong away by himself, Jin Ziyue had a pretty good idea.

It's likely that Chen Xingtong's identity has already been exposed. Moreover, the surveillance footage probably captured her with Chen Ruolan. With the Qi family daughter accused of having an affair with a human, Chen Xingtong will never be able to return to the Otherworlders.

Left with no other choice, the man had to lead them away. However, given Chen Ruolan's unforeseen circumstances, they worried they might also perish there.

Jin Ziyue glanced at Chen Ruolan's condition. She seemed to be recovering quickly. Apart from her mind not working very well, she should be able to run and jump again soon.

He patted Chen Ruolan on the shoulder, and the little tiger girl snorted.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

He checked again and again.

Chen Ruolan stared at him with blank eyes.

"Come with me, there's food."

Jin Ziyue said.

The woman smiled and nodded happily.

"It seems he only maintains a high level of enthusiasm in one particular area," Jin Ziyue muttered to himself.

"Will my daughter wake up?" Qi Tongli glanced at Chen Xingtong on the ground.

……

Chen Xingtong looked at Chen Ruolan with a complicated expression, but then heard Qi Tongli suddenly ask about her situation.

She sighed helplessly.

Useless.

Just now, after Jin Ziyue detached herself from the [Mutual Killing] technique, she tried to return to her own body, but...

At this moment, she was her own soul, but for some unknown reason, her body was experiencing a kind of rejection. When she approached, there was no reaction and no sign of consciousness returning.

She was so anxious she wanted to jump up and down. Why was it that when other people's souls were extracted, the return of their consciousness was so natural, while she could only stare helplessly?

After much thought, she realized that perhaps her soul was never the master of this body. No matter how hard she tried, she could only touch it briefly and could not truly enter the body.

The realm of the soul remains a mysterious area for humankind, and without a specific method, it is impossible to arbitrarily return to the body.

In short, Chen Xingtong is now like a lost soul.

Chen Xingtong didn't know how to contact them. They were separated by life and death. Before her were fleeting souls, the warriors who died in this building, and some unknown wispy floating objects, drifting aimlessly through the walls.

The world of the soul seems to be clearly separated from the real world, and without special abilities, it is impossible to cross this invisible barrier.

Perhaps the "mutual destruction" was just an unintentional use of her ability, but it forced Chen Xingtong to leave this body.

"What on earth happened?!" Chen Xingtong said in frustration.

No one answered.

Without using the [Soul Prayer Dream] destiny ability, Jin Ziyue was also unable to activate [Soul Eye] to capture her state.

He looked around and said in Mandarin, "Chen Xingtong, can you hear me? We're leaving, stay close."

Qi Tongli and Hua Gang also adopted a solemn expression.

Whether they understood or not, they knew that Jin Ziyue was preparing to leave.

……

Jin Ziyue helped Chen Ruolan up from the ground and was about to pull Chen Xingtong up when he suddenly stopped.

In the blink of an eye, a warning sign appeared overhead!
Without saying a word, he grabbed Chen Xingtong's body and jumped backward.

Chen Ruolan, who wasn't very bright, wasn't spared either. He swept her around the waist with a whip kick, sending her flying with a scream as she slammed into the wall decorated with shock-absorbing material.

At the same time, the ceiling above suddenly collapsed, and huge cement blocks, unable to withstand the immense force, crashed down with a thunderous roar, along with the wooden and stone pebbles that decorated the ceiling, which flew like rain.

Jin Ziyue barely managed to stand up. He placed the unconscious Chen Xingtong aside and used one hand to shield himself from the drifting dust.

Before Chen Ruolan could figure out what was going on, she was dizzy from the kick and was about to yell at Jin Ziyue when she noticed that Jin Ziyue was staring solemnly ahead.

She looked over as well.

The thunderous crash didn't last long before dust billowed up, revealing a man with one eye rolled back, lying in a starfish position in the center of a pile of stones below the hole in the ceiling. He was covered in blood and clearly unconscious.

A warrior in full armor was stepping on him.

The samurai were also covered in blood, their robes soaked with blood, as if they had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The sheer menacing aura emanating from him, mixed with the pungent stench of blood, was enough to reveal the identity of the newcomer.

Yuichi Kamikawa!

Even the madman who earned the honor of killing a thousand people still couldn't get away with it from Yuichi Kamikawa.

He unleashed his power of destiny to its fullest extent, and the life force of [Ru Chi Ru Kuang] covered his body, soon waking him from his near-death state.

The eerie purple flames of his destiny flickered on and off, clearly indicating that he had suffered multiple fatal wounds and had only managed to survive by constantly devouring the spirits of his trusted troops through his destiny words.

Right now, all he can do is let his chest rise and fall.

The samurai's shoe stomped on the owl's head, sinking into the floor, the sound of the skull cracking clearly audible.

He himself was only slightly out of breath, the bloodstains at the corner of his eyes had dried, and he glanced at Jin Ziyue with a fierce look in his eyes.

……

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

In Chi Xingluan's room, the ceiling was riddled with bullet holes, and streaks of blood, shaped like crescent moons, were scattered across it, resembling a scene of carnage from hell.

The gunshots gradually faded, like the rain clearing and the dark clouds dispersing.

The last black special operations uniform was torn in two, and thick, dark blood splattered everywhere, signifying that all of Owl's trusted special forces had perished.

Eight Kamikawa Yuichi stood like eight pillars in the room, surrounding the one-eyed burly man in the center.

The gesture of glancing sideways at him was exactly the same.

The owl's face was ashen. He temporarily took off his cigar and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, blood seeping between his teeth.

He exuded a ghostly aura, and the deathly black candlelight was almost tangible.

The subordinate who had just died was devoured by the life-giving words within his body the moment his soul left his body.

Thousands of souls wailed and howled on his body, and one vengeful spirit after another clung to his torso, scratching and clawing, which became his best armor.

"Tch, is that all you've got?"

He finally understood: these eight people actually had eight different abilities!
Or rather, the destinies of these eight people are completely different.

What the hell?! Are they clones?!

Xiao had never heard of a person having eight bodies and eight different abilities.

As a result, the abilities they encountered were completely different each time they fought.

Even if you figure out a few of their abilities, since they all have the same face, it's impossible to accurately link the person and their abilities immediately.

These guys are nothing more than stitched-together monsters that rely on hybrid abilities.

Once Xiao realized this, he didn't intend to engage in a prolonged fight. He had already tried, and ordinary physical methods were ineffective against these guys. To kill them, he had to start from the soul and spirit.

As a ruthless killer who has committed countless murders, he still possesses this much insight.

The owl's motto is that there is no such thing as absolute immortality in the world. Any moving object can be sent to meet its maker if you find the right trick.

July, Chapter Two
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