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Chapter 339. The Wind of the End (1) (Two-in-One)

"Ugh——"

A long, sharp whistling sound tore through the sky, like a mournful cry from the depths of the heavens.

High in the sky, turbulent air currents converged into a massive pillar of wind that pierced the heavens and earth, shattering the once calm clouds. The white clouds were torn into countless fragments, swirling wildly in the violent vortex.

Feng Shiman hovered in the center of the eye of the storm, his figure remaining remarkably stable amidst the raging air currents.

"Wow..."

The hem of the pure white trench coat fluttered wildly in the hurricane, making a sharp sound as if the fabric was about to tear.

The swirling clouds reflected in his deep eyes, but they revealed no clarity, only a near-out-of-control madness permeated with power.

—The wind, the endless wind.

This is a high-altitude jet stream formed by a cold wave moving south from the north. The power of nature is immense and surging, far exceeding human capabilities. As a wind-based combat ability user, Feng Shiman has never felt such a surging, primal power coursing through his veins.

Every gust of wind seemed like an extension of his limbs, and every howl seemed like a resonance with his heartbeat.

He slowly raised his hand, his five fingers closing as if he were holding an invisible scepter in his palm.

With his will, the towering pillar of wind suddenly pressed down, like a giant whip lashed down by a god, fiercely striking the headquarters building of Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals.

"boom------"

The reinforced concrete structure was as fragile as paper in the face of the power of nature. Accompanied by a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds, the entire building began to tilt and collapse.

"Wow---"

Countless glass curtain walls instantly turned to dust, and concrete fragments were swept up by the gale, turning the originally transparent wind columns into a murky, earthy yellow.

Inside the building, panicked members of Black Eyes Pharmaceuticals tried to escape, but it was like falling into an invisible meat grinder.

As the hurricane swept by, human bodies were easily torn apart and severed, turning into a cloud of blood mist and mangled limbs.

In the sky, dust, debris, blood, and lingering clouds intertwined wildly, creating a gruesome scene. The heavy stench of blood even penetrated the biting high-altitude air currents, seeping into Feng Shiman's nostrils.

This was still a one-sided massacre, seemingly no different from the countless missions he had carried out in the past—the same absolute power, the same overwhelming force.

But they are also completely different.

An unprecedented feeling of exhilaration surged through his limbs and bones like an electric current.

At the summit of this vast sky, surrounded by a thousand winds, he used the power of heaven and earth to crush his former enemies into dust—this exhilarating feeling of taking revenge with his own hands, this supreme sense of having power at his fingertips, was an experience he had never had before.

The tragedy of families being torn apart and lives lost, the hatred that tormented them day and night, finally found its complete release in this destructive storm.

Feng Shiman raised his hand again, and the clouds suddenly boiled, forming another hurricane that slammed into the ground with a loud bang.

At this moment, inside the strategist's headquarters building, the strong winds shattered all the windows, sending countless shards of glass flying like blades and slamming against the walls.

Xu Huan sat quietly in his office chair, looking down at a sharp piece of glass that almost grazed the edge of his shiny leather shoes before disappearing into the ground.

A fierce gust of wind howled in through the open window, forcing him to cover his mouth and cough softly, causing him to curl up in his seat. His clothes fluttered wildly in the wind, making a loud rustling sound.

The howling wind carried fragments of broken tiles and debris, and a sharp shard broke free from the wind, piercing through the shattered window frame and hurtling straight toward his face.

The strategist had almost no ability to protect himself, so Xu Huan could only raise his hand to shield his face, using this most insignificant way to protect himself.

"Om..."

Just as the rubble was about to hit him, an invisible force suddenly spread out.

The fragment suddenly froze just centimeters from his forehead, then was crushed into dust by the immense force, scattering in the air.

At the same moment, that force steadied his swaying figure, and even his coat, which had been torn by the gale, seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, returning it to its original smoothness.

Xu Huan coughed softly twice, and when he looked up, he saw the ceiling above him being completely ripped off by a terrifying gravitational field, letting in bright sunlight—

"My lord! We've finally found you!"

Chi Piao hovered in the sky, and with a wave of his hand, he crushed the huge ceiling that had been lifted into dust.

She and Feng Shiman are war giants of the same level. Gravity is not afraid of the wind, so the atmospheric flow above has no effect on her at all.

Chi Piao looked at Xu Huan in the room and was almost moved to tears.

God knows how panicked she was when she realized something was wrong and rushed over.

If the master of light that Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals protects were to be lost, the war would truly mean being tortured in a dark room, and Chi Piao was genuinely afraid.

At that moment, she raised her hand, and Xu Huan floated out of the house. She swept Xu Huan up in a princess carry and said seriously:

"Sir, let me take you to a safe place first."

Before Xu Huan could react, he activated gravity and flew out in a flash.

At the speed of a war giant, crossing a city is only a matter of moments. Xu Huan only felt the scenery blur before his eyes, and before he could even react, his feet had already touched solid ground again.

Chi Piao transported him to some small hill dozens of miles away. Although the surrounding area was desolate, the raging winds were indeed much weaker there, with only the low howling of the wind remaining.

Xu Huan subconsciously wrapped her black wool coat tighter around herself, but the lingering cold wind still made her sneeze, followed by two soft coughs.

He had barely caught his breath when he met Chi Piao's anxious gaze.

The latter was very uneasy. Her boss was a thin and weak man named Guangming. She wondered if he would suddenly die in front of her if he caught a cold from the wind.

She glanced at her coat.

Because Xu Huan had reminded her to dress warmly, she was wearing a fleece-lined coat today. Chi Piao was wondering whether she should take off her coat and give it to her boss, since she had two fleece-lined sweatshirts underneath anyway.

However, her clothes were loose-fitting tracksuits with three stripes, red on the left and blue on the right, with black graffiti on them, and the clothes seemed to still smell of her dinner.

Looking at Xu Huan, he wore a brown-grey gentleman's hat decorated with feathers, a well-tailored black overcoat with straight shoulders, a ruby ​​brooch on the collar that shimmered with a subtle light, and crisp trousers and shiny leather shoes. His entire demeanor exuded impeccable aristocratic style.

If she were to drape her food-smelling sports jacket over his shoulders... Chi Piao would immediately feel embarrassed.

Xu Huan seemed to see through her current dilemma. He coughed lightly twice, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable sense of reassurance:
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry."

Upon hearing this, Chi Piao could only nod, but his gaze involuntarily drifted back to the enormous vortex in the distance that was swallowing the heavens and earth.

The headquarters of Black Eye Pharmaceuticals has been completely swallowed by the storm, and what is even more alarming is that the raging cyclone is clearly expanding towards the northern part of the park.

In a moment of panic, she slightly shifted the gravity field around her and prepared to take off.

However, as soon as she moved, a cool hand gently grabbed the back of her collar.

"What are you going to do?"

Xu Huan's voice came from behind her, her tone calm and emotionless, as she glanced at her indifferently.

Chi Piao turned around urgently, speaking rapidly:
"Sir, Feng Shiman is going to destroy our headquarters building! I have to stop him!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Huan raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone remaining indifferent:
"Oh? I didn't realize you were so loyal to Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals?"

Something about this sounded off, but Chi Piao was straightforward and couldn't quite grasp it, so she just answered honestly based on instinct:

"This...isn't this the territory we're in? We can't just stand by and watch it get demolished."

Xu Huan saw that she had completely failed to grasp the implication of his words. He closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and with a slight exertion, pulled this war giant, whose strength far surpassed his own, back from mid-air. With the strategist's meager strength, Chi Piao could easily break free.

But she didn't dare, and could only obediently let Xu Huan pull her back to stand beside her like a disobedient little chick.

Looking at her like this, Xu Huan sighed again and asked:

"The only war that Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals can fight against Feng Shiman in is you... Tell me, am I good to you?"

The chicks peck at the rice as the birds drift by.

Unlike the control department leaders who could wield half a criminal law at a glance, her advisor boss was quite knowledgeable about the law, respected human rights, never mistreated her, and occasionally even cared about her being well-fed and clothed. Naturally, he was a very good boss.

Xu Huan patted her shoulder and smiled:

"Then Lord of the Wanderings should not cause trouble, but stay here obediently."

Chi Piao scratched her head, not understanding why her boss wouldn't let her go back and was even being sarcastic towards her, but she was indeed obedient.

So Chi Piao squatted down to the side, while in the distance, clouds rose and the world turned upside down, the Gravity Giant began to idly pick at the makkapakka on his bean shoes.

Xu Huan put his hands in his coat pockets, quietly watching the girl beside him who was almost squatting like a mushroom, and breathed a barely audible sigh of relief.

The girl in front of you may look unremarkable and have a peculiar sense of aesthetics, but she is actually the most powerful war tycoon among all the henchmen of Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals.

She is mentally stable and has a good attitude; apart from being uneducated, she has almost no flaws.

In the past, when the thugs held meetings, there was a huge group of zombies below, and when he stood on the podium and spoke, he could see her at a glance when he looked up.

Because she is always radiant and seems never to get tired.

Xu Huan had learned about her past. Chi Piao had an exceptionally talented strategist sister, and her birth was initially intended solely to obtain umbilical cord blood to save her sister's life.

This is why she was always an unwanted presence in her parents' eyes.

Chi Piao's childhood meals were always wrapped in black plastic bags, stained with oil, leftovers from when others had finished eating.

Her family didn't have the money to send her to school, nor did they intend to raise her to be successful. Chi Piao liked to dress like a hoodlum at the school gate, simply because she also admired her strategist sister and wanted to study and become a scholar.

Once, she passed by a junior high school in an ordinary society and saw a group of hooligans wearing tight pants and loafers blowing ash from a math book at the school gate. Someone told her that they were junior high school students, people who were studying.

Chi Piao, who had never even finished elementary school, suddenly realized that this was how "educated people" dressed.

So she also changed into a similar outfit, as if this would allow her to get closer to the classroom she could never enter and become the student she longed for, someone who could study in peace.

As she grew up, her sister, a strategist from afar, learned of her existence. Hearing that her parents treated her badly, she took her in and raised her.

To be fair, her sister treated her very well, and her words and actions always carried a deep sense of guilt.

However, faced with this sudden warmth and compensation, Chi Piao felt an inexplicable awkwardness.

She longed to be a scholar, but when she actually stood in front of her sister—the real scholar—she always felt like a clumsy and ridiculous imitator.

She kept telling herself that she was now wearing a tracksuit with three stripes and brand-new loafers, and that she looked like a student now.

However, her inferiority complex remained an inescapable shadow, constantly looming over her.

Xu Huan's first acquaintance was actually Chi Piao's older sister. Being in the same circle of strategists, they naturally heard about each other's excellence. That older sister was indeed an outstanding strategist, upright and of noble character, once hailed as a rising star within the circle.

But fate was cruel; she was sickly from a young age, and even the umbilical cord blood used at her birth could not save her life. She passed away before reaching adulthood.

After her sister's death, Chi Piao had nowhere to go and was even less willing to return to the family that had mistreated her.

Just then, she heard that Black Eyes Pharmaceuticals was recruiting thugs, offering free room and board, and lifelong job security with no risk of unemployment.

Chi Piao felt that such a stable job was hard to find, so she went for it.

Then, Xu Huan met Chi Piao.

Although Xu Huan is aggressive and extreme in his methods against enemies, treating human life as worthless and unscrupulous, he shows the complete opposite gentleness towards his own people.

Perhaps knowing that his life was short, Xu Huan would often wander around Haidu and enjoy the scenery during his holidays or when he was not busy, and Chi Piao would usually act as his bodyguard.

He went to the coast to watch the sunset, and Chi Piao followed him. She seemed very curious and asked a series of questions.

Even the wisest person would become irritated by a barrage of questions from ordinary people, like cannonballs.

However, among the top strategists, Xu Huan has the worst reputation, but his temper is indeed the best.

Xu Huan patiently answered her questions one by one, his tone always gentle and calm. Chi Piao stared at him, her eyes shining, and exclaimed in genuine amazement:
"You know so much, you're amazing!"

Xu Huan could clearly see the undisguised envy in her bright eyes.

That was the purest form of respect for a learned person who yearned for knowledge but could not obtain it.

Later, he taught Chi Piao to read and write, and the latter also did her best to protect him.

When Xu Huan was with this gravity giant, he felt a long-lost sense of ease.

Throughout his life, he had dealt with too many highly intelligent people and witnessed countless conspiracies and schemes, but only in her did he witness such pure simplicity for the first time.

So simple that he wears his emotions on his sleeve. Despite being a war giant who has never been controlled or tamed, he is always obedient and has no rebellious tendencies.

Just like now, far away from Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals and without any surveillance around, she was a strategist with no offensive capabilities—she could easily crush her and regain her freedom, but upon hearing that she was not allowed to go back, Chi Piao obediently squatted to the side, silently picking at her makkapakka.

This feeling of being unconditionally trusted and relied upon was an experience Xu Huan had never had before in his life, having been immersed in conspiracies for more than twenty years.

Chi Piao had no idea what Xu Huan was thinking; her mind was completely blank.

She couldn't understand what was going on or why Feng Shiman had suddenly gone berserk.

After all, he was a former colleague who lived across the hall from her, and Chi Piao was very worried about him.

The latter clearly wants to destroy Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals, but the fatal flaw is that "His Majesty" and the blind master are still here.

Chi Piao recalled the few words Xu Huan had casually exchanged with her in the past, and felt uneasy.

Lost in thought, she didn't notice that Xu Huan beside her had fallen silent.

When she realized this and looked up abruptly, she saw her boss sitting slumped on a large rock, his face pale and clearly in a bad state.

Chi Piao's heart skipped a beat. She quickly stepped forward to help Xu Huan up and touched his forehead—it was burning hot.

She tensed up almost instantly:
"My lord, wake up!"

"You have to hang in there!"

"I'll take you to the Third Mental Hospital right now!"

……

On the other side, Feng Shiman was manipulating the power of the wind to launch a frenzied attack high in the sky when suddenly an unpredictable, sharp pain pierced his mind, like a red-hot iron nail drilling into his skull, causing his control to momentarily falter.

"Om————"

Almost at the same moment, from the direction of the Second Mental Hospital in the distance, a golden spiritual blade, condensed to the point of being tangible, suddenly pierced through the air with boundless power.

It's a combined chapter of two, but it's a 5,000-word long chapter. Since it includes parts that develop the characters but don't advance the plot, I simply put it together with the parts that advance the plot into one chapter.