A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 198 Fireworks Before the Feast

Guan Luoyang's cheerful voice provoked Jubei to roar in anger.

In fact, the incident began when they were sent by their captain to find a collaborator for Shenwu Guiyi. After making no progress for a long time, they wanted to make use of Guan Luoyang's ability to identify clones, since he was an outsider.

This temporary cooperation decision was certainly not wrong. Their cooperation with Guan Luoyang improved the efficiency of both sides beyond expectations. They quickly followed the clues to find out the identity of the Shenwu Guiyi partner and dealt a significant blow to that partner.

Leaving aside aspects such as interpersonal relationships, intelligence networks, and clone guards, each of the seven members of Owen's odd-numbered squad alone could be rated as a four-star individual.

The Executioner and Hellclaw are particularly ferocious, even slightly more so than the others. If they are not eliminated beforehand, and this surprise force suddenly appears at a crucial moment, it could very well become the key to turning the tide of the battle.

The problem was that the collaboration went too smoothly.

Guan Luoyang, who was originally seen as a tool, may very well be treating the three of them as tools in return. The public release of the Violet Gene Tree Project on the Internet has completely shattered the predictions of Jubei and the other two.

Now this person has taken the initiative to come to their door, wanting to eliminate the three of them. The power dynamic has reversed, and the self-proclaimed garbage sweeper has become the garbage. Jubei, who is narrow-minded and vindictive, is stimulated by this situation and performs at an extraordinary level.

When he swung his claw at Guan Luoyang, the way he swung his arm was the ultimate slashing technique of the Nameless Divine Wind and Flowing Killing Sword, and the power of uranium light radiation naturally emanated from his palm.

This pure white, unstable light with strong radiation originated from the genetic enhancement Hellclaw had undergone not long ago. In fact, what Hellclaw's body truly has to be proud of is a malevolent heat energy that had been forged and refined long before that genetic enhancement.

Guan Luoyang's hand, which was pressing down from a distance, paused slightly, as if it had encountered a volcano about to erupt.

The intense heat, carrying a strong sulfurous smell, surged from the sea with a roar as Jubei swung his claws, blocking the blue palm print that was about to fall.

Buzz! ! !

The beam of heat, thick with the smell of sulfur, collided with the blue palm print and shattered. Large clumps of light pollution, whose specific colors were indistinguishable, expanded outwards in layers. The aft half of the yacht, which was barely intact under Guan Luoyang's feet, slid backwards a distance on the sea before falling apart in an instant.

The bluish fumes mixed with the glow of sulfur flames wafted onto the wreckage of the yacht, causing signs of melting and corrosion everywhere. In particular, the gaps where the steel plates were originally welded were broken open, forming shocking cracks.

Jubei, however, was thrown into the sea by the aftershocks of the previous clash. His hands swelled abnormally from the elbows down, his dark red keratinous skin rough and hot, and the tips of his ten fingers were black and shiny.

From between the folds of his calloused skin, a pungent-smelling gas continued to be emitted, causing a large number of bubbles to continuously spray out from around him and rise to the surface of the sea.

"Hehehe, so that guy not only wants to kill Irving, he wants to kill all three of you too."

The sharp, mocking sound seemed to come directly from Jubei's head, startling him so much that he quickly looked around, barely managing to see a second head growing back on his neck.

"Are you looking for me?"

The sound rang out again, and Jubei finally identified the source of the anomaly: he felt the back of his head opening and closing.

Amidst the tangled hair, another face emerged from the back of his head, with sharp canine teeth and a bright red tongue—the very appearance of Hellclaw.

Jubei instinctively reached for the back of his head, but his arm moved with unusual slowness, clearly indicating that another consciousness was influencing this body. "Weren't you already destroyed by me?"

"I was just playing with you, and you actually took it seriously? Your devouring of me is like water I used to rinse my mouth being thrown to worms—it doesn't hurt or itch. Too bad, I was planning to betray you at a more important moment, but now I can only help you save your life... Raise your hand!!"

The mocking and disdainful voice of Hellclaw suddenly became tense, sharp, and high-pitched, almost like a howl, pulling at Jubei's entire attention. The yokai power of Toguro's bloodline involuntarily merged with the power of Hellclaw.

Splash! Splash! Splash!

The seawater spun rapidly, and the violent eddy transformed into a water dragon, carrying Jubei and Hellclaw's shared body out of the sea. Using this body as its head, it crashed into the two people who had already been smashed onto the shore.

Fachi and Tebo were deliberately thrown into the same pit, and before they could get up, a high-pressure water jet washed over them.

The concrete pavement on the bank cracked layer by layer, starting from the initial pit and spreading along the street. Fachi and his companions were like the tip of a plow, propelled by the water flow, carving a trench in the street.

The water flow, which stretched for a full thirty meters, was finally stopped and dispersed by a reverse force.

As the water splashed, Jubei's face was revealed.

He was crouching on the ground, his two strange claws deeply embedded in the earth, stabilizing his body.

Behind them, there were eight large, slanted swords extending out, four on each side. Each sword was about a hand's width wide and two meters long, with all blades pointing forward.

Just now, these blades sliced ​​through the inactive true energy that controlled the water flow, causing the raging water dragon to dissipate into harmless waves.

But just as the waves dissipated, the figure riding on the dragon's tail also appeared.

A gust of wind carrying a faint electric current blew from Guan Luoyang and pressed down on Jubei's face.

The wind howled and crackled, and lightning bolts danced across his face, causing his facial muscles to tremble. His not-so-long hair stood on end, fluffy and pulled back by the gale. This uncontrollable physiological reaction caused tears to well up in his eyes, which were then blown away by the strong wind from his cheeks.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

Jubei's facial features distorted as he let out meaningless screams, unsure whether they were driven by fear or rage, for he had no control over his body.

The blades that he conjured using his demon bloodline flew off his back like startled feathers.

Four large blades flew in, two crossed and two lying horizontally, together landing in front of Jubei's face, blocking Guan Luoyang's palm strike.

The metal vibrated, making a teeth-grinding sound. A deep palm print dented into each of the four blades simultaneously. The layered metal palm prints eventually touched Jubei's face, making his screams even more terrified and escalating.

But the palm print didn't continue forward, completely smashing his head.

Because Guan Luoyang had to withdraw his hand to avoid the other four blades that were cutting from other directions.

"Ha! That's quite a response."

Guan Luoyang swung his fist and kicked, smashing the blades of each other, and made a sound that was slightly smug, "I really underestimated you."

"You didn't underestimate this piece of trash, but you all underestimated me!"

Hellclaw's face spoke, its arms rising from the ground, and the back of its hand struck the metal palm print in front of Jubei's face. The force of the strike smoothed out the four layers of dented, locked blades, allowing the four swords to separate smoothly once more.

Eight blades flew away simultaneously, each blade ending in a slender chain that was rapidly extending, and all eight chains originated from the spine.

When the chain, due to its various curves and twists, extended to a length of over fifty meters, Hellclaw narrowed its eyes, pushed off the ground with its feet, and burst into speed, giving chase.

In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished, leaving only eight gleaming blades that flashed and darted about like door panels.

"Oh, it's you!"

The blade, over two meters long, could conceal the Hellclaw's form in any direction, yet it couldn't escape Guan Luoyang's keen observation.

When the blade attached to the Hellclaw's shadow attacked, Guan Luoyang's hand gesture, which was originally just swinging the blade, changed. He gathered an immense amount of azure energy in his palm, held the blade tip, and then flipped his wrist upwards.

The cry of the ferocious bird echoed throughout the entire block. With its full power reaching for the heavens, Hellclaw shot itself and its blade wildly into the sky. The sudden shift in gravity then forced it to crash back to the ground.

However, Hellclaw manipulated the chains, stretching the blades to their limit and slamming them onto the ground. Using the reaction force, it stopped its fall.

Guan Luoyang on the ground looked up.

Jubei's face was already streaked with tears, but his eyes were unusually wide open, and Hellclaw was staring at Guan Luoyang with his eyes.

The long chains, like the frame of an umbrella, supported the ground, except that the height of this umbrella frame exceeded that of several nearby buildings.

Under the clear blue sky, many people were alarmed by the battle and took pictures of the scene from both near and far.

Some fighters did not attempt to record with equipment, but simply observed with their own eyes. Their eyes were far superior to these electronic devices. When they climbed onto windowsills, rooftops, and other high places, the battleground from the sea to the shore was basically encompassed by their field of vision.

The fighters' instincts led them to replay the previous battles, and then feelings of awe, admiration, and fear welled up in their hearts.

Suddenly, Guan Luoyang's feet didn't move, but his figure shifted backward as swiftly as lightning.

Faki, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, suddenly attacked. His soaking wet clothes were dried by the force of the attack, and the intact clothes tore into threads and then vanished into thin air, revealing the clearly defined muscles of his upper body.

Iron Wave, whose chest was marked with spreading charred marks, suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had gone from boneless to boneless, from soft to hard, and sprang up.

His lips and eyelids, purplish from the effects of the drug, made his posture even more like an Indian-style deity, his punches flowing with water, encompassing any dust or stone, conveying a sense of deflection and disintegration.

Guan Luoyang's figure, which had moved horizontally, suddenly changed. His limbs and clothes tightened, his boots hardened, and his trench coat transformed into a cloak, faintly revealing a bright red corner beneath the white cloak.

The 100% combat life fiber stimulated and enhanced life potential, making Guan Luoyang's mind extremely clear, his mental currents multiplied, and his six powers also rose accordingly.

With his back to Faki and Tiebo, he had already spread his arms wide. His hands manipulated an incomparably powerful bio-electromagnetic field, forming two visible blue thunderclouds, which he contained within his grappling hands and used to grab at the two men.

Tie Bo was shocked beyond words. The feng shui engine in his eye socket almost jammed. All the feng shui magnetic fields that could be used around him were now being stirred up and monopolized by the other party. Pei Mo's unstoppable bio-electromagnetic field directly affected the cells in his body, and his superb and smooth fist techniques were deformed and distorted on the spot.

He could only watch helplessly as the thundercloud struck his shoulder, and a hand gripped down amidst the thunder, locking onto a pressure point on his shoulder. His entire body went numb for a moment, and he lost consciousness.

Faki couldn't sense the feng shui magnetic field, so he wasn't as shocked as Faki, but his actual performance wasn't much better.

After transforming into his divine form, Guan Luoyang didn't even bother to look at them closely. With a simple stretch of his hands, he had already captured both of them.

The round ended so quickly that Hellclaw didn't even have time to consider whether to take advantage of the opportunity to strike.

But when Guan Luoyang grabbed the two men and soared into the sky, using them as weapons, Hellclaw didn't have time to think about anything else.

Eight large swords flew up from the ground, darting through the air with lightning speed.

The blade can be used to kill enemies, and the chain is actually made up of tiny wheel-shaped blades, interwoven to form a deadly zone.

When Guan Luoyang rushed in, the two men in his arms had already broken free from his grasp, but they were still unable to completely escape the influence of his mental electric current. Their fists and finger guns unconsciously shifted away and attacked Hellclaw as well.

Blades and chains flew endlessly in the sky as four figures leaped and bounced across the chains, fighting on the blades.

In this state, there is no longer any requirement to maintain a standing or balanced posture. Their bodies can face any direction, whether parallel to the ground, perpendicular to the ground, or tilted at various angles.

With just a tiny touch with blades or chains, one can suddenly change the direction of action, enabling aerial combat with unparalleled freedom.

Their fast-moving bodies kept colliding or passing each other. In most cases, Guan Luoyang had to deal with the attacks of three people, eight blades, and eight chains, but he was laughing.

He even suppressed Hellclaw's frenzied cries.

The battle, which took place high in the sky, lasted for less than ten seconds, but the onlookers, even if they could only see one or two tenths of the scene, were already excited and unable to contain themselves.

Ten seconds later, Guan Luoyang fell from the sky.

Large chunks of shattered blades, broken chains, and the weapons that had been continuously extending from Hellclaw's body all fell to the ground in fragments, like a hailstorm gleaming with metallic luster.

On the ruined streets, around Guanluoyang, lay a forest of spears and broken swords.

Fachi and Tebo's bodies fell onto the hail of bullets.

Guan Luoyang reached out and grabbed the Hell Claw falling from the sky. The Hell Claw was limp and its limbs were hanging down. He grabbed the spine at the back of its neck and lifted it into the air.

"How dare you reveal the secret of the Violet Gene Tree!"

All the fighters could hear Guan Luoyang's angry voice, but only Hellclaw could see Guan Luoyang's expectant smile. His sharp-toothed and tongue-like face twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"Fine, so be it. Let's see who reaps the rewards in the end!!!"

With a thunderous roar, lightning and fire intertwined, blooming into a dazzling, bright blue flame that burned fiercely into the sky from Guan Luoyang's palm.

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on the screen.

The figure holding up the blue lightning was frozen in time, his cloak still fluttering behind him. Among the surrounding buildings, one could vaguely see many people witnessing this scene.

Irving, sitting behind the table, was ashen-faced. After a long pause, he finally managed to utter two Chinese characters through gritted teeth.

"Shameless!"

(End of this chapter)