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Chapter 526 With enough health, the airtime is increased again.
On the outer ring road, traffic flowed like shuttles, and the sound of horns rose and fell incessantly.

Night Owl gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed on the silent night ahead like a hawk's.

There stands a lone television signal tower there.

The red aviation lights at the top flashed rhythmically, like a beating heart.

If you continue in this direction for another four kilometers, you will reach the unfinished building area in the eastern suburbs.

Ten minutes ago, a gunshot suddenly rang out from Oni-Kan's side, who had been on the phone with him, and then the signal was completely cut off.

Whether he called or reconnected, all he received in response was a buzzing electrical sound.

"Damn it, what on earth happened?"

Night Owl frowned, and pressed the accelerator down a little more, the sports car engine roaring like a beast.

Clearly, a fierce battle is taking place at the unfinished building site.

Even Oni-scythe's specially made communication headset has lost contact, indicating that the battle is much more intense than expected.

But he was completely in the dark and couldn't see the situation at all.

It turns out that it was a special investigation team member who was pretending to be weak but actually being strong, and suddenly opened fire in a sneak attack.

Or perhaps... that big fish that had been lurking in the shadows really did come as promised and ran into Oni-scythe?
In comparison, the owl prefers the latter.

According to the original intelligence provided by the organization, the target of this operation is a ruthless and difficult character.

In addition to possessing extremely high mental resistance and an iron will, their physical bodies seem to have been strengthened by some unknown means, making them incredibly powerful.

While in Cuicheng, this person not only disrupted the organization's secret plan against the Chen family, but also directly killed Xuanzhen, who was possessing Chen Hongye's body.

It should be noted that although Chen Hongye has passed away, his body is as hard as metal and stone, and can remain uncorrupted for decades.

As for Xuanzhen, he is an old monster who has survived from the previous dynasty to the present day, and his ability to steal souls and minds is unpredictable and bizarre.

Once he sets his sights on you, even someone with a body of steel will find it hard to escape the fate of having their soul scattered.

Even Night Owl, who is also an S-class mental ability user, had to give way when facing that senior.

Since this person was able to successfully kill Xuanzhen, it is naturally possible that he could also make Guilian suffer, or even threaten Guilian's life.

"Whatever you do, don't kill them outright..."

Night Owl glanced at the speedometer, which had soared to 180 km/h, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

His concern wasn't that Oni-Kami would lose.

Instead, they feared that the battle would become too intense, and that the madman, caught up in the heat of the moment, would unleash his full power and blast the target to pieces.

In that case, my trip would have been for nothing.

Night Owl knew his accomplice's strength and fighting style all too well.

As one of Black Shark's three aces, Ghost Scythe is undoubtedly a top-tier ability user in terms of the destructive power he causes in battle.

With his unparalleled explosive artistry and the extraordinary talent of the "Demon Lizard Evil Eye," this guy is the nemesis of those who enhance their physical strength.

In fact, after unleashing that terrifying domain called "Infinite Explosion Hive," its power was comparable to that of a Super S-class ability user.

As for psychological attacks?

Ghost Scythe is a guy who can control hundreds of clay bombs at the same time, so how could his mental resilience be weak?

Although his abilities have many limitations, as long as he makes sufficient preparations in advance, he can wear down most S-class ability users simply by using up bombs.

At worst, they can resort to a desperate measure that results in mutual destruction.

Night Owl could hardly imagine why Ghost Scythe would lose.

Unless, the opponent's strength has reached the level of Super S-class...

Thinking of this, Night Owl shook his head self-deprecatingly, shaking the absurd idea out of his mind.

Looking across the entire Xia Kingdom, there are only about a dozen monsters who are truly super S-rank.

They are either local overlords, the supreme leaders of various forces, or reclusive old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years.

Or, they could be the ultimate cyborgs created in top-tier official laboratories using massive amounts of resources.

None of these people match the image of a muscular, strong man described in the brochure.

If I'm not mistaken, that mysterious man really is Fang Shijie, who defected from the organization back then.

Nearly twenty years have passed. Even if he had some extraordinary encounters, being able to climb from A-level to S-level would be considered incredibly lucky.

Want to reach the top in one step and become a Super S-class?
What's the difference between that and daydreaming or having wild fantasies?
"so……"

Night Owl's eyes turned slightly cold as he changed lanes to the left again and forcefully overtook the car.

If Oni-Kama were left alone, he could take care of the mastermind behind the organization's plans.

Doesn't all the credit for this mission go to that bomb maniac?

More importantly, if the person dies, there will be no way to pry the special search team's secret information about Utopia out of Fang Shijie.

That's what those officials really care about.

We must get to the scene before Oni-scythe strikes!

We absolutely cannot let this guy go completely berserk and blow the target to smithereens, or everything will be for naught.

This priceless prey must be caught by my own hands!
Night Owl jerked the steering wheel, and the sound of tires screeching against the road surface suddenly became even sharper.

"Rumble————"

Just as he was imagining how to share the credit, a deafening roar instantly drowned out the engine's rumble.

It was as if a thunderclap exploded from the clouds, reaching his ears and making his heart tremble violently.

The enormous sound caused a violent air vibration, and even the car windows were buzzing.

"squeak----"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sudden loud noise also startled the drivers on the road.

Several private cars ahead instinctively slammed on their brakes, immediately triggering a series of rear-end collisions.

Night Owl's eyes narrowed, and with his superhuman reflexes, he executed a dramatic drift, narrowly avoiding the bumper of the car in front and bringing the car to a stop on the shoulder.

Holy crap! Was there an earthquake?

"Look to the east! Fire is burning in the sky!"

"What is that? Did a plane crash and explode?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it looks like a missile is coming!"

A cacophony of exclamations erupted from the surrounding parked vehicles.

Countless people pushed open the car doors in terror, some holding up their phones to take pictures, others pointing at the eastern night sky and shouting.

The owl suddenly raised its head and looked through the windshield.

Several kilometers away in the night sky, a dark red mushroom cloud was slowly rising.

The surging flames illuminated half of the eastern suburbs as bright as day.

An explosion of that scale...

It was definitely that madman Oni-Kama who revealed all his cards!
Before Night Owl could recover from the terrifying power of the explosion, something even more shocking happened, causing his heart to stop.

Beneath the mushroom cloud, a mysterious object burst forth, enveloped in golden flames and billowing white smoke.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it streaked with a long tail of flame and crashed straight into the more than 300-meter-tall television signal tower.

"That is……"

The owl's pupils shrank to needle-like size, and the extraordinary vision of an S-class mental ability user was instantly activated.

In his field of vision, the distance of several kilometers was rapidly shortened, and the image was magnified dozens of times.

He clearly saw the "mysterious object" that landed right on the maintenance platform at the top of the TV tower.

It was a completely naked man. The golden flames that covered his body, which seemed almost tangible, were slowly receding, revealing a body that was so perfect it was breathtaking.

Each muscle looks as if it were cast from the hardest alloy, with smooth yet wild lines, full of a violent beauty from ancient times and the wilderness.

On that face, there was a stark white demon mask.

The mask's eye area seemed to be inlaid with red gemstones, from which two points of crimson-gold light shone, shimmering faintly.

It was a gaze that intertwined divinity and demonic nature, cold, indifferent, and devoid of any human emotion.

Even from this distance, Night Owl could still feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the man.

He stood casually atop the towering iron tower, his feet treading on twisted steel scorched by the plowing, surrounded by lingering high-temperature steam.

Like a god or demon who has just been bathed in raging fire, looking down at the masses of people below.

"hiss--"

Night Owl gasped, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

That robust physique, that magnificent golden flame...

Apart from the mask on his face, his other features perfectly matched the objective of this operation!
An ominous thought instantly flooded Night Owl's mind.

Could it be... that Oni-Kami is dead?
That bomb maniac who could escape unscathed even when surrounded by the army, actually chose to perish together with the enemy in the air?

This masked monster not only withstood the earth-shattering explosion, but also jumped down from a height of a thousand meters unharmed.

at this time.

The man at the top of the TV tower seemed to sense something.

He slowly turned his head, and a chilling light suddenly shot out from his eyes, which were hidden behind the mask.

This gaze seemed to disregard spatial barriers, piercing through kilometers of night and neon lights, precisely locking onto the inconspicuous black sports car parked by the roadside.

"He...saw me?!"

In that instant, Night Owl felt like a little white rabbit being stared at by a prehistoric beast.

The heart convulsed violently, and breathing stopped.

As an S-class mental ability user, what he is most proud of is not his combat ability, nor his ability to control the minds of others, but his instinctive intuition for the danger of death.

At that moment, every cell in his body was instinctively sending out warning signals:

Run! Run fast! Or you'll die!
Without any hesitation, not even a shred of pride as an S-class powerhouse had a chance to surface.

Night Owl jerked the steering wheel sharply, immediately turning the car around.

"Om-"

With a roar, the black sports sedan made a 180-degree U-turn on the spot with unprecedented driving skills.

The tires rubbed violently against the asphalt road, kicking up clouds of dust and piercing eardrums with a shrill sound.

"Holy crap, are you out of your mind?! Going against traffic is suicide!"

"Hey, watch out! If you miss, don't drag us down with you!"

As the vehicles pulled up in the opposite direction, the crowd erupted in angry honking and cursing.

Several other vehicles that followed had to swerve to avoid the madman and crashed into the guardrail.

But the owl couldn't care less about all that.

He had only one thought in his mind right now:
That monster is definitely not human!

Even the Ghost Scythe, who had activated his domain, was reduced to ashes. If I, with my physique, dared to approach, I'd probably be nothing more than a toothpick.

What merit, what mission, to hell with it!

Save your life first!

He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, floored the accelerator, and stared intently at the layers of traffic ahead.

Just like ten minutes ago when they rushed over to claim credit.

At this moment, the black sports car, using the same illegal driving style as before, sped away along the same route amidst the curses of other drivers.

..............................

At the top of the television signal tower, the night wind howled.

Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze from the distance and took a deep breath of the uniquely cold air at high altitude.

"call--"

Immediately, two streams of white steam shot out from his nostrils.

Like an arrow that shot straight for several meters before being torn apart by the gale.

The true fire of the sun that swirled around him had all been drawn back into his body, revealing his perfectly sculpted muscles.

He stood atop the 300-meter-high iron tower, looking down at the bustling night view below.

The bustling traffic converges into a flowing river of light, and the flashing neon lights are like the city's breath.

People are still busy making a living.

They had no idea what a thrilling battle had just taken place in the dark night sky above them.

At this moment, as the last piece of scab dried and fell off, it was blown away by the wind.

The wound left on Fang Cheng's right leg by the metal jet that pierced through it instantly appeared to have healed completely.

The numerous small wounds left on his body from the previous explosion have all healed, revealing new skin as smooth and warm as jade.

Apart from slightly dry and curly hair and some black soot on his skin, there was no trace of injury.

"Oni-Scythe, the power of your domain is indeed very strong..."

Fang Cheng stared intently at a certain spot in the void, as if his opponent's soul was still floating in the night.

He savored the memory of the frenzied battle, then twisted his neck, which was still a little sore and numb from the shockwave, producing a crisp cracking sound.

A soft chuckle came from behind the mask:
"However, it seems that I'm still the tougher one."

Recalling the scene in the unfinished building just now, the "Infinite Explosion Hive" domain that Ghost Scythe used was practically a small nuclear test site.

Countless micro-bombs detonated in a chain reaction, creating a continuous ultra-high pressure shock wave.

That destructive force that attempts to completely melt away all matter is truly terrifying.

However, Fang Cheng's "Breathing of Flames" technique is precisely the nemesis of this so-called explosive field.

With the circulation of true qi, the body's tolerance to high temperatures and combat capabilities will be greatly enhanced.

The layer of golden flames enveloping the body acted like a heat-insulating armor, effectively resisting the high temperatures of thousands of degrees and the violent particle flow.

In addition, the "Eternal Spring" special effect grants a 300% defense bonus.

Fang Cheng managed to create a golden aura, resembling a domain, at the epicenter of the devastating explosion, to counter the domain power of the Ghost Scythe.

Otherwise, even the strongest body would likely be severely injured or even suffer irreparable damage in that hellish inferno.

"I have to say that prioritizing increasing my physique to 80 points to break through the limits of human potential was definitely the right decision."

Fang Cheng clenched his fist, feeling the surging, boundless blood energy within his body.

A higher health bar means a higher margin for error.

Only in this way can we have the confidence to calmly test our strength against powerful enemies, and only then can we be qualified to repeatedly leap on the edge of life and death, in order to seize that one-line opportunity for a breakthrough.

Just like the spectacular feat of falling from the sky.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the panel in front of him that was still shining brightly.

[Congratulations! In your life-or-death trial challenging the limits of the sky, you have successfully captured the rhythm of the wind and gained a deeper understanding of the mysteries of nature.]

Your maximum static hang time has increased by 1 second.

(End of this chapter)