Absolute Gate

Chapter 39 Desperate Situation
"Where are you driving? Drive towards Brother Xia and the others!" Wu Zhong asked weakly from inside the car.

At this moment, the car was heading in the opposite direction from Xia Heng and his group, getting further and further away.

Yang Chunsha shouted, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

"And isn't it even more dangerous over there? There's a captain there too."

Since she had already opened the window, Wu stopped talking nonsense, leaned out of the window, and pointed his arm at the pursuers.

Both mercenaries were in pursuit.

Fei Peng's eyes were bloodshot, his face was flushed, and he laughed maniacally as he bent over and unleashed a fierce attack from above!
"Ohahohoho... Stop! Pull it out... Ugh..."

He was laughing and yelling at the same time, until he was about to vomit.

His maniacal laughter significantly impaired his mobility, making him prone to getting a stitch in his side, and he couldn't run as fast as he could with his rear end sticking out.

Therefore, he used a method of leaping up and down.

He bent over and charged forward for a while, then fell down, catching his breath amidst wild laughter.

This method rendered his previous agility useless, and he could no longer catch up with the car.

"Cliff cypress... We can't let them get away, hahaha..."

The flying boat drifted further and further away, unable to catch up with the car.

Unexpectedly, the cliff cypress tree chased after the car relentlessly, preventing it from turning around.

The guy was running incredibly fast. Before the car had even picked up speed, he suddenly leaped up, stuck his fingers into the trunk lid, and clung to the back of the car.

"boom!"

Wu gritted his teeth, pulled out his pistol and fired at the head. His purple molten bullets wouldn't fire, so the pistol was no match for them.

Ya Bai hurriedly let go, the bullet grazed past him, and he tumbled off the car.

But the injury was harmless to him; it only tore his clothes.

"Hiss..." He hissed out steam.

He sprang into the air, his legs moving like lightning, giving chase!

"Bang bang bang!"

Wu Zhong kept firing, but Ya Bai didn't dodge. Instead, he simply condensed a mass of blood energy around his head and endured the attack.

He completely ignored the bullet wounds he had sustained.

Running wildly with unhealable wounds all over his body, the continuous bleeding only fueled his fighting spirit.

Arcs of electricity appeared on the cliff cypress, crackling and flashing amidst the blood and qi on its surface.

This made his hair and beard stand on end, and he moved even faster.

I don't know what system this cliff cypress is from, but it gets stronger the lower its health is.

Compared to him, Fei Peng was practically a normal person. Perhaps Fei Peng's combat power relied heavily on internal energy or similar forces, and his physical physique was not much different from that of ordinary people.

As for the cliff cypress, its physical body is nothing short of monstrous, with vitality beyond that of ordinary people. If it weren't for the purple melting bomb's ability to suppress biological energy, this guy wouldn't actually be afraid of ordinary firearms.

Wu finally understood that the Cliff Cypress and the Flying Sprout were of the same level, only one was fierce when its health was low, while the other was fierce when its health was high.

No wonder the two have such different personalities, yet they teamed up.

"Drive faster!" Wu Zhong was terrified and frantically urged the driver.

Yang Chunsha stared ahead: "I'm going full speed ahead!"

Wu Zhong looked at it and realized, "That's right, how can we drive fast on this broken road?"

They weren't driving on roads at all, but on various earthen slopes and field ridges, and they also had to overcome obstacles such as rocks and trees.

Yang Chunsha was driving while simultaneously casting spells, taking the opportunity to obstruct the cliff cypress.

But it was only an obstacle; when his rocky outcrop collided with it, it was like a tickle.

It would be more useful to create large pits or soft mud.

Wu Zhong said weakly, "Is he too strong, or are you too weak? Can you use a little force to manipulate the rock?"

Yang Chunsha explained, "This isn't an offensive spell. I can manipulate the soil and rock to soften and move, creating large craters, or stone slabs and earthen walls, but the impact isn't that great!"

"The only way to kill someone is to bury them in the soil and slowly crush them to death."

Wu remained silent, but said nothing.

He was a mercenary who had been playing casually for seven years and had never fought a single battle.

If it weren't for the bad luck of taking on his and Xia Heng's mission, they would still be living a good life in Jiangxi Province.

Yang Chunsha added, "Actually, even when this guy is on his last legs, he can still run even with his internal organs leaking out. This must be a forbidden technique."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong calmed down, put away his gun, and simply raised his right arm guard to intimidate the cliff cypress, forcing the other party to occasionally step down and not dare to get too close.

At the same time, he was experiencing itching and pain at the site of his amputation, which clearly indicated that the amputation was slowly healing and reconnecting.

He focused on the bumps and kept his arms close to his body.

Thinking that sharpening the axe wouldn't delay the work of chopping wood, and that the cliff cypress couldn't catch up for the time being, he decided to let it drag on like this. Once he had more control over his arm, that guy's death would be imminent.

Maybe if this drags on, that guy will bleed to death on his own.

He had a good plan, but a few minutes later, just as his arm had barely healed and he no longer needed support, he was in a difficult situation.

Yang Chunsha suddenly shouted, "We're going into the village!"

"What?" Wu Zhong turned around and looked.

Ahead was a cluster of low-rise buildings. The car sped in and drove onto the dirt road in the village.

The journey was chaotic, thankfully no one was around, but there were even more obstacles.

The road was narrow and had many bends, forcing Yang Chunsha to make two turns, which slowed him down considerably.

"not good."

Wu turned around and hurriedly prepared to fire, but the car suddenly drove into an alley, forcing him to shrink back into the car, otherwise his upper body would have been ripped off.

"How could you drive like that! Drive to an open area!"

Yang Chunsha complained, "How would I know the way? I just drove straight! After going over a slope, I drove straight into the village."

"Thunder!"

Cliff Cypress sneered, and electric arcs erupted from his body once more, instantly boosting his straight-line speed to an extremely fast level.

He crashed into the car trunk like a locomotive, flipping it over with one arm!

The two people inside the car suddenly felt dizzy and stumbled.

By the time they came to their senses, the car had already overturned.

"Holy shit..." Wu Zhong's mouth was full of blood, and his whole body was in pain. He was twisted in the car in a strange position.

Yang Chunsha, on the other hand, was fine; she was in the driver's seat and even wore a seatbelt.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed out of the car.

"Earth Formation Wall!"

Yangchun used a sand-making technique to raise an earthen wall, blocking the entrance to the alley.

Wu finally managed to move with all his might, and with one last shot he blasted open the car door, managing to climb out with great difficulty.

He was in pain all over his body, especially his flexible lower back, which was in excruciating pain, and his spine seemed to be injured as well.

"boom!"

The earthen wall was smashed open again, and the cliff cypress forcefully broke through the obstruction.

He was covered in dirt and grime, with arcs of electricity crackling around him, radiating a ferocious aura.

At this time, due to the various noises, some villagers, mostly the elderly, women, and children, had already come over.

Seeing the scene of the broken stone tablet and bloody flesh before them, they naturally cried out that they had seen a ghost and screamed in terror as they ran away.

"Run!"

Wu shouted, ignoring the pain, and ran wildly with Yang Chunsha.

The sand dunes kept creating obstacles, but the cliff cypress still closed in, delivering a powerful punch.

Left with no other choice, Wu Zhong had to turn around and brace himself: "Bang!"

"Pfft..." Wu Zhong was blasted away on the spot, spitting out blood, and still felt the paralysis of electric arcs on his body.

Even though he was gripping his right arm tightly with his left hand, the still unhealed severed arm was torn apart again, almost flying off.

"It's over..." He lay curled up on the ground, truly at his limit.

Twice the physical strength, that's all there is to it. Just that kick in the chest by the cliff cypress earlier was enough to keep him recovering for more than half a year.

They've been holding on and getting by until now.

Unexpectedly, the mangled cliff cypress didn't die, but he almost did.

At this moment, my vision was dim, my breathing was short, and I was seeing stars.

Lying on the ground, I tilted my head and saw an old lady sitting in front of her house in the alley, basking in the sun with a kind face.

Wu was in pain all over his body and wanted to ask for help, but then he gave a bitter smile. What could this old lady in the village do to help?

So what came out of my mouth was: "Run...Grandma...Run..."

The old woman, for some unknown reason, showed no fear whatsoever when she saw people fighting and killing, manipulating earthen walls, and cracking stones. All the other elderly people in the village had run away, leaving her alone sitting at her doorstep, still watching the spectacle.

Now Wu Zhong lies severely injured in front of her, his flesh and blood mangled.

The old lady showed him her missing teeth and nodded at him with a kind and honest expression.

"Huh?" This is clearly an elderly person left behind in the village who is not thinking clearly.

Wu was on the verge of tears, struggling to get up, but his hands and feet were numb, as if he had been squatting in the toilet for hours, his muscles were numb and painful.

"Get up! Get up!"

Yang Chunsha came running, tumbling and crawling, with the menacing cliff cypress behind him.

Seeing that Wu Zhong couldn't get up, Yang Chunsha darted past, slipped around the corner, and ran away.

He left only one sentence: "I'll go get someone to rescue you..."

"..." Seeing that she had run away, Wu Zhong had nothing to say. The cliff cypress was going to take his life, but if the spring sand abandoned him, he could still run away.

"Haha, this is your partner?"

The cliff cypress seemed to mock him, closing in step by step and looking down at him.

Wu Zhong said weakly, "She was only forced to follow me. She left, so be it. If you want my life, take it. There's no need to chase after her."

The cliff cypress was taken aback: "You seem to have a pretty open-minded attitude."

Wu Zhong calmly said, "We're all going to die anyway, what's there to be upset about?"

"Anyway, Fei Peng will always look the same, and you too will be buried with me. Your wounds will never heal."

He deliberately implied that he had a way to deal with Fei Peng's situation.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Ya Bai hesitated, wondering whether or not to kill Wu Zhong.

He hated Wu Zhong to the core and only wanted to kill him as soon as possible to end it all, but he also had to consider his own situation with Fei Peng.

"What exactly is this characteristic? Why can't my wounds heal? And Fei Peng, why can't he pull the sword out of his anus?"

Wu Zhong said hoarsely, "It's just a minor 'incurable' characteristic. No one can heal the damage I cause except me, including penetrating wounds from swords piercing the body."

The cypress tree frowned: "How do you plan to treat it?"

Wu Zhong said, "Any healing effect I use will do. For Fei Peng's case, just let me pull it out."

"And what about me? How will my wound heal?" the cliff cypress pressed.

Wu Zhong said with difficulty, "I... don't know any multi-elemental power... and I don't have healing spells, so am I supposed to perform surgery on you?"

"Unless you have some miraculous healing potion... then I will use it."

Ya Bai was stunned for a moment, then stepped on Wu Zhong's chest, causing Wu Zhong to suffocate.

"Are you kidding me? You know perfectly well that I've used up two bottles of foaming shampoo and I'm out of medicine!"

Wu coughed up blood, unaware that the cliff cypress was no longer effective.

He did see that Ya Bai had used up two bottles of medicine and was covered in white foam, like he had taken a bubble bath.

At this moment, all he could think about was that there was still one bottle of cliff cypress left... Of course, once Wu finally got his hands on it, he would definitely use it to the death.

He knew that the cliff cypress was also at its last gasp, and that if he could heal his broken arm and fire a cannon, he would have a chance to turn the tide.

Unexpectedly, this reckless man used up all the medicine.

It's ridiculous that they're wasting medicine when you can clearly see the wound isn't healing.

“Fei Peng is definitely still here… wait for him to come…” Wu Zhong said weakly.

Ya Bai remained noncommittal, glancing back at Fei Peng's direction.

Upon seeing this, Wu suddenly pulled out the pistol he had previously hidden away.

There were still bullets in his gun!
If we wait until Fei Peng arrives, then there will be no chance at all.

"Die!"

Gunfire erupted, aimed straight at the back of the cypress tree's head.

When his arm armor is unusable, his pistol is his strongest weapon.

The 985 rifle is very powerful; even someone with a brain made of copper and iron would have to use their imagination!

"boom!"

The cliff cypress instinctively tilted its head, and at the same time, the crimson flames swirling around its head automatically protected its body, striking the side of the bullet.

The bullet made a slight arc and grazed past his ear... It missed!

"What!" Wu Zhong's pupils shrank sharply.

He quickly lowered the gun and fired wildly at the enemy's heart.

I really didn't expect that the shot would miss, so I had no choice but to pour bullets into the chest, which is the easiest target.

"Puff puff!"

The cliff cypress was hit by three shots, and its body was shaken and staggered.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu struggled and crawled backward until he leaned against the wall of the alley.

"Bang! Crack..."

The bullets are all used up; there are only five left. We're completely out of ammo.

Fortunately, the last bullet finally pierced his heart.

A large amount of blood suddenly gushed out from the unhealable wound there, clearly indicating that it had pierced the heart!
"Ughhhh!" The cliff cypress's eyes were bloodshot, and its body was filled with violent blood energy.

Wu Zhong had already leaned against the wall and swung his fist with a bang, the iron fist in his arm armor piercing straight into the opponent's heart.

"clang!"

The cypress's single arm snapped back with lightning speed, gripping Wu Zhong's arm and wrist.

The violent impact sent shockwaves through the area, and Wu Zhong's fist, which had just reached the cliff cypress's chest, was forced to stop, unable to advance an inch further!

Instead, blood seeped from his shoulder, and the injury to his severed arm worsened, nearly tearing it apart.

"A cunning fellow...so fond of...ambushing..." The face of the cliff cypress was blurred, making one's hair stand on end.

"You attacked me first!" Wu Zhong's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The clenched fist suddenly snapped open with the index finger, straightening like lightning!

"Bang!"

"puff!"

The fist was already close to the cypress tree's heart, so this sudden flick of the finger was impossible to defend against.

The length of the index and middle fingers just made up for this distance, and they struck the blood hole hard.

As if struck by a heavy blow, a bone in the cliff cypress snapped, and a small crater was immediately formed in its chest cavity!
The force of the taut finger was so great that it made the opponent's back bulge, creating a shockwave.

"you……"

The cliff cypress took precautions, but to no avail. It really didn't expect Wu Zhong to have this trick up his sleeve, or rather, this 'one-finger' move.

While the armored arm armor is powerful, its strength is primarily manifested in the wrists, rather than in punches.

When Xia Heng introduced it, he only mentioned that the grip strength was two tons, without mentioning the punch.

Because the boost from throwing a punch is very small, it involves the entire body exerting force, and it cannot be done by a single arm implant.

Adding to the difficulty is the fact that he now has a broken arm in his shoulder, making it even harder as there is no point of support.

Therefore, Wu Zhong had anticipated from the very beginning that the first attack would be blocked.

No problem, there's always the finger snap!
The cypress tree suffered a severe blow, its heart stopped, and its hand lost strength. Wu Zhong took the opportunity to struggle, and the tiger's mouth split open, allowing him to pull his hand away.

Wu stumbled and turned to run away, trying to create distance and wait for him to die.

"Fuck!"

But suddenly, a strong arc of electricity burst forth, lashing out like a whip.

"Ah!" Wu was sent flying by the blow, crashing into the wall, trembling and vomiting blood.

Looking at the cliff cypress again, he raised his head and took a step forward.

"His heart was shattered... and he can still fight?"

Wu was shocked. His keen hearing then detected the other person's heartbeat resuming, roaring like an engine.

Even if the heart ruptures, the blood hole cannot be healed, and the more it beats, the more blood is pumped out.

"Hmph... Absolute strength is not afraid of underhanded tricks."

The cypress branches bristled, electric arcs flickered, and blood pumped from its heart, like a demon god.

"Hehehe..." Wu Zhong's eyes were glazed over, and he made meaningless noises.

He then leaned against the wall, his face ashen, and felt a sense of relief.

"There's no hope left."

……

　P.S.: Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)