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Just as Ji Mo regained his footing, he sensed that the atmosphere around him had become tense and deadly, and several figures with halos above their heads had quietly gathered around.

Further into the sky, even more angels are converging on this side, and the sounds of mechanical structures operating have already enveloped the area.

The wanted criminal, thrown by the blast wave, crashed heavily to the ground. Already severely injured, his breath grew even weaker, yet he still struggled to his feet. His bloodied hands gripped the rubble tightly, his gaze like that of a predatory beast, instantly locking onto Ji Mo, who had landed safely.

The rage surging in his chest almost burst from his throat. He roared hoarsely, each word filled with gritted teeth and fury: "You're in cahoots with them!"

"Although I'd like to explain properly, please get some sleep first."

Ji Mo acted decisively, moving behind the criminal with what appeared to be a teleportation speed, and precisely chopped at the back of the criminal's neck with a hand chop.

This blow was enough to knock the burly man unconscious, but at the instant of impact, a force surged within the wanted criminal's body, forcefully dispelling the unconsciousness caused by the physical impact.

"Um?"

Ji Mo then noticed that, unlike himself who was unharmed except for some torn clothes, the wanted criminal no longer had a cloak to conceal his body, making it easy to see the body that should have collapsed.

Knife wounds, burns, puncture wounds... he was covered in injuries.

Logically speaking, even if one's willpower is still strong enough, one's body should have collapsed to the point where one cannot even move a finger.

"Go to sleep."

A sound came from somewhere, and the wanted criminal, who was still struggling, suddenly relaxed and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Ji Mo seemed not to hear the voice. He looked up at the angel still circling in the sky, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Just now, you were planning to take me down with you, weren't you?"

"Denied. You are a fourth-tier powerhouse. My previous attack could not kill you," the angel said coldly. The citizenship rights under the temporary law were nothing compared to the priority of pursuing wanted targets. "Please hand over the wanted criminal."

What if I say no?

"Then we can only consider you an accomplice."

Ji Mo was so angry she laughed. First, she was considered an accomplice of the angel by the wanted criminals, and now she was about to be identified as an accomplice of the wanted criminals again.

"Is this the Duchess's intention?"

"This is what the law means. We are simply acting in accordance with the law. Even if the Duchess were here, she could not object."

The angel formation in mid-air suddenly came to a complete halt, the ear-piercing sound of metal joints turning echoing across the slums. The next second, all the angels abruptly rose dozens of meters into the air, and the "wing formation" behind them, composed of a large number of heavy weapons, suddenly unfolded.

Laser arrays, particle emitters, and missile launchers were arranged in layers, with dozens of black muzzles pointing at the ground simultaneously. Blinding white light gathered like a tide, and the buzzing energy and the roar of the missiles leaving their launch sites made people's eardrums hurt. Even the air rippled with heat.

"Angels are going to unleash heavenly fire! Run! Run!!" Screams erupted, and the slum erupted in chaos. The elderly carried children and scrambled deeper into their homes, while young adults carried their belongings and rushed toward the alleyway. Cries, curses, and the roar of the angelic machine guns mingled together, and an atmosphere of despair enveloped the entire area.

Just as the white light was about to burst through the cannon muzzle, Ji Mo's voice, though not loud, was like the crisp sound of icicles breaking in the dead of winter, carrying a bone-chilling cold that could freeze to the bone: "Get down here!"

Before the word "down" was even finished, Ji Mo's figure suddenly blurred—not an afterimage, but vanished in an instant. The next second, he broke the sound barrier, a sharp whistling sound accompanied by ripples in the air, his figure completely disappeared, the surrounding dust was shaken and swirled upwards, his figure had completely disappeared from the spot, leaving only the deep pits cracked by his legs and a tearing sound of air being ripped apart.

Immediately afterward, a deafening roar erupted! The lead angel, still maintaining its intimidating posture with its heavily armed wings spread out, its wing root thrusters spewing flames, was struck by an invisible giant hammer, crashing into the garbage mountain at three times its normal dive speed, creating a crater over ten meters in diameter. Scrap metal and debris flew everywhere, the angel's body twisted and embedded in the crater bottom, exposed weapon wiring sparking, the crackling of breaking alloys piercing the ears of everyone present.

If Zhang Qixuan, who was previously known for his speed, were here, he would surely find that his proud bullet-time ability was as slow as a baby crawling in the face of Ji Mo's current speed.

Ji Mo's trajectory was difficult to discern with the naked eye; his location could only be determined by the firelight in mid-air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The angel machines in mid-air were swept away by an invisible scythe, exploding one after another into dazzling fireballs.

The orange-red flames from the thrusters, enveloping the flying debris of angels, resembled fireworks suddenly bursting in broad daylight, but they couldn't even maintain their hovering for half a second before plummeting straight down, trailing black smoke. Some angels were dismantled into parts in mid-air, with wires as thick as arms hanging down; others had their energy cores shatter directly, fragments mixed with oil splattering onto the ground with a dense crackling sound.

In the blink of an eye, debris scattered like a torrential rain. Ji Mo's figure fell from mid-air, raising another cloud of dust. He tightly gripped the head of one of the angels in his right hand, sparks flying between his fingers. The signal lights, which were flashing desperately, seemed to be trying to convey something. Ji Mo clenched his right hand tightly, and the angel's meticulously designed and beautiful head instantly turned into scrap metal. The core circuit went out, and the information that had not yet been sent also stopped.

As the remains of angels scattered like raindrops across the ground, and the acrid smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, a timid voice suddenly came from behind the surrounding buildings:

"Big brother..."

Ji Mo turned her head and was surprised to see her sickly younger sister walking out shakily. Her face was even paler than before, whether from illness or fright, it was hard to tell. Her thin body trembled slightly in the wind, as if she might collapse at any moment.

The girl from yesterday? She didn't go far after all? Where was she hiding just now? Ji Mo's expression softened slightly as he looked around, trying to find his brother's whereabouts.

The girl stared blankly at the angel's remains scattered on the ground, then noticed some of the wanted criminals she recognized. All those she knew were now lying on the ground, their fates unknown.

Then, she saw Ji Mo extend his hand and say to her, "I am from yesterday..."

"Don't go near her!" Chen Zhuzhu's exclamation suddenly rang out, interrupting Ji Mo's words. Her ability was frantically issuing danger warnings: "That girl has a bomb on her!"

[Zero Hour Bomb: Developed by Wanxiang Heavy Industry, it can be implanted into the human body after modification, with a single detonation power reaching level six. (Bound)]

The girl lunged forward as if grasping at a straw, her thin arms tightly gripping Ji Mo's thigh.

She tilted her head back, tears streaming down her small, coal-dust-covered face, leaving two clear streaks, her voice trembling with desperate sobs:

"I'm sorry... They said that as long as I hold you, and the explosion ends... my brother will survive..."

drip.

boom.