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Snapped!Snapped!

The tall lighting poles surrounding the tarmac exploded one after another.

A pungent, burnt smell wafted from the lampshade, plunging the entire airport into darkness.

A chill rushed up from the cracks in the cement, causing the temperature to plummet.

The hot breath they exhaled instantly condensed into white frost.

Zhang Changhe stood frozen beside the boarding stairs of the transport plane, a chill running down his spine.

The narrow, silver streak in the sky was slowly opening, just like an eyelid.

Countless pink and white petals swirled and fell from the depths of the dark void rift.

It was a strange shower of cherry blossoms.

Delicate petals landed on the transport plane's alloy wing, making a soft rustling sound.

The hard, special anti-rust paint on the wing surface quickly turned yellow and began to bubble.

The sturdy metal casing was corroded into a dense network of pits.

Sizzle!!

The acrid, white smoke from the corrosion wafted into Zhang Changhe's nostrils along with the cold wind.

"What...what is this?!" Zhang Changhe exclaimed in disbelief.

tread!tread!tread!

The door to Warehouse No. 3 at the end of the airport was smashed open.

A dozen or so figures wearing gray and silver cloaks rushed out.

They wore silver masks without any facial features and held pale bone staffs in their hands.

The tip of the bone staff was engraved with twisted and intricate evil incantations.

The group rushed onto the track without hesitation and quickly formed a huge circle.

A strange and shrill chanting voice emanated from beneath the mask, making one's eardrums ache.

Wang Gui's expression changed, and he pulled Lin Chuxue behind him.

The old man bent down and picked up the old-fashioned rifle leaning against the threshold.

A crisp click!

He cocked the old rifle, its rifling worn away, with remarkable skill.

"Back when Old Lin was guarding this place, none of you demons and monsters could get in."

Wang Gui leveled his gun, his gaze sharp as a knife: "As long as I'm alive today, you won't step onto the runway!"

Zhang Changhe stumbled back two steps, his back hitting the metal handrail.

The silver-masked men raised their bone staffs, and a ghastly green flame, more than a foot high, suddenly shot up from the top.

The eerie flames leaped and tore cold afterimages across the center of the track.

Zhang Changhe's legs went weak, and he slid down the gangway to the ground.

He had flown transport planes for thirty years and thought he was used to all kinds of storms, but he had never seen such a bizarre scene.

'This is something that science can't explain at all...' Zhang Changhe thought to himself, his heart trembling.

boom!!

The mecha thrusters behind Shen Xinglin suddenly ignited.

Two blinding, dark blue flames erupted, propelling him forward like an arrow released from a bow.

The soles of the boots scraped across the frosty cement, and the ever-changing lance straightened instantly.

A dark blue plasma blade flickered at the tip of the gun, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.

The three silver-masked men in the front row had just raised their bone staffs when a cold light slashed down upon them.

Click!

The three sturdy bone staffs were cleanly sliced ​​in two.

The intense heat instantly scorched the cut, and accompanied by agonizing screams, the three men, clutching their severed arms, were sent flying backward.

"You bunch of scum dare to look after Master Lei's gate?"

Zhao Leiguang roared, and the two heavy earth shields slammed together in front of him.

A muffled thud!

The violent shockwave pushed forward, forcefully blocking the evil fire that was rushing up from behind.

Zhao Lei turned his head and started cursing at the terrified ground crew behind him.

"Are you just going to stand there and wait to die?!"

"Anyone not wearing armor, get into the terminal basement and lock the doors! Don't come out!"

The ground staff who were carrying the boxes suddenly realized what was happening and scrambled toward the door of the duty room.

call--!

A damp, cold, fishy wind suddenly pressed down from above.

The phantom image that was originally standing on the lightning rod silently drifted down from the sky.

It was a semi-transparent, gorgeous body, dressed in a floor-length, silver-white kimono.

Her face was shrouded in a swirling black mist, with only a pair of empty white eyes faintly visible.

The hem of the kimono gently swept across the track.

The hard, cold asphalt surface melted instantly, releasing plumes of pungent, acrid white smoke.

Shen Xinglin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he exerted force in his arm, sending his heavy lance flying straight towards the opponent's face like a rainbow.

However, the woman merely raised her wide robe sleeves and flicked her pale fingers lightly in the air.

when!!

Mars exploded wildly in mid-air.

Shen Xinglin felt an overwhelming, icy force rushing back up the gun barrel.

The exoskeleton of the mecha groaned under the strain, and the person was violently thrown back more than ten meters.

"Mortal bones... dare to disturb my arrival..."

The remnant soul of Amaterasu spoke, its voice sharp and piercing, like a metal sheet scraping desperately against glass.

Zhang Changhe covered his ears and rolled on the ground in pain, with thin streaks of blood even seeping from his ears.

call out--!

A streak of dark blue fire pierced the gloomy tarmac.

Wen Yue knelt on one knee on the truck roof, and the mechanism of the World-Destroying Thunder Crossbow emitted a cold, trembling sound.

Crossbow bolts swept through the air, and ricochet grenades rained down on the silver-masked men's formation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The series of explosions blasted a series of charred craters into the runway.

The scorching heatwave overturned seven or eight black-robed assassins who were about to set up their formation.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy crossbow bolt with a high-speed armor-piercing effect grazed past the ear of Amaterasu's remnant soul.

A loud bang!

The crossbow bolt pierced the bulletproof glass of the rear command tower, shattering the steel pillar on the spot.

The remnant soul of Amaterasu tilted its head, its dark face fixed on Wen Yue's location.

A large swirling pink mist, carrying corrosive flower petals, burst forth from her sleeves, transforming into venomous snakes that lunged at the building.

"Step back, don't breathe!" Su Yunqing's clear, sharp voice rang out.

The Yao Guang scepter was hammered heavily into the floor tiles.

A pure white, golden, sacred light barrier rose from the ground, firmly securing the entire terminal building's doors.

The poisonous mist struck the platinum shield, crackling and melting, unable to advance even an inch further.

Su Yunqing maintained the light screen with one hand while quickly reaching into the first aid kit with the other.

She held two pale green antidote sprays between her fingers and threw them precisely at the limp guard beside her.

"Inhale the spray and immediately go inside to find a gas mask!" Su Yunqing ordered sternly.

The veterans, who had been choked by the cherry blossom fumes and coughed up blood, grabbed the medicine, nodded repeatedly, and retreated.

Om-!

The air trembled almost imperceptibly.

A streak of dark golden light tore through the void and suddenly appeared behind the remnant soul of Amaterasu.

Flash Strike!

Xiao Qianyu's expression was cold. The Dragon King Halberd stirred up a violent gale and slashed down diagonally!

The halberd cleaved through the sky, accompanied by a mournful dragon's roar.

puff!

The sharp, dark gold halberd tip pierced the back of the kimono-clad woman's neck.

The violent force instantly tore the semi-transparent figure apart, scattering it into countless flying silver light spots.

However, before Xiao Qianyu could retract her halberd and retreat, the scattered points of light rolled back.

The light spot coalesced again, and the remnant soul of Amaterasu reassembled itself two steps away, completely unharmed.

She slowly turned her head, and the gray-black death energy condensed into a long, narrow Japanese-style katana, which slashed straight at Xiao Qianyu's face.

when!

Xiao Qianyu parried with her halberd, but the huge shockwave sent her sliding three zhang (approximately 10 meters) across the ground.

The combat boots plowed two smoking scorch marks into the concrete.

Zhang Changhe hid behind the gangway; his peaked flight cap had long since fallen into the mud and water, and he had stomped it flat.

He stared blankly at Xiao Qianyu, who was flickering out of thin air, and then at the almost immortal ghostly soul.

Cold sweat completely soaked the lining of his flight suit.

His proud 30 years of military experience were shattered at this moment.

"What kind of monster are these people from the first squad fighting?!" Zhang Changhe exclaimed in his mind.

"Shut up! Who are you trying to scare by running around in mourning clothes!"

Lin Chuxue puffed out her cheeks, her little mouth stuffed full of sesame brittle.

The little girl dragged the Blood Pool Staff and stepped out of the guard room.

Her small face was frighteningly cold, and with a flick of her wrist, the grotesque skull eye sockets on her staff suddenly glowed with a bloody light.

The Blood Explosion Array Patterns spread out across the ground with a roar!

The berserk energy of One Blood and Ten Thousand Shields swept across all directions centered on her.

Before the two masked men who attempted to flank and ambush Wang Gui could even get close, their sternums were instantly shattered by the violent, blood-red shockwave.

Two figures flew dozens of meters like rag dolls, crashing heavily into the concrete wall of the runway.

Stone fragments flew everywhere, and the two men died instantly.

Lin Chuxue chewed the pastry in her mouth hard, swallowed it, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

"Captain Lu, this unlucky woman is impossible to break!" Lin Chuxue shouted angrily.

Lu Yan remained standing on the steps of the duty room, his dark tactical trench coat fluttering in the cold wind.

He was still holding the remaining half of the sesame brittle in his hand.

He slowly put the pastry into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it.

From the moment Amaterasu's remnant soul appeared, Lu Yan did not draw his sword.

His gaze swept calmly across the track, past the silver-masked men who were screaming and falling to the ground.

His gaze finally settled on the feet of the woman in the kimono.

A faint layer of dark red blood streaks is quietly spreading along the crisscrossing cracks of the concrete track.

Nine hidden array nodes flickered on the ground.

"She didn't come here to kill anyone." Lu Yan brushed the crumbs off his fingertips, his tone indifferent.

Wen Yue, who was reloading her crossbow from a high vantage point, paused slightly upon hearing this: "Delaying time?"

"She's using the remnant soul as a cover to buy time for what's underground," Lu Yan said calmly.

As he finished speaking, the dozen or so silver-masked men in the middle of the track suddenly let out a shrill scream.

They suddenly stopped running and knelt down in unison on the remaining nodes.

Tear!

The sharp bone blades cut their own left wrists.

Thick, dark red blood gushed out like a torrent, pouring wildly into the cracks.

The blood flowed rapidly along the grooves in the ground, quickly converging towards the center.

The remnant soul of Amaterasu suddenly grew several feet in size, and the silver light on its body was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The ground on the tarmac began to shake violently, and a deep, thunderous rumbling sound came from deep within the earth's crust.

A large area of ​​asphalt collapsed in the center of the runway.

A huge, twisted black shadow slowly rose from the center of the blood pool.

The shadows stretched out in the wind and fog, revealing eight menacing, swaying snake heads!

The stench of the water vapor instantly engulfed the entire tarmac.