Swallowing the Stars: Reboot, The Eternal Serpent!

Chapter 22 Kill! Chalcedony! (Please read on!!! Please vote with monthly tickets!!!)

In short, the current situation is somewhat precarious.

After the initial collision and creating some distance, Randolph forced himself to say, "Mr. Jiang, there's been a misunderstanding. How about we stop and talk?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about!" Jiang Chengbo said firmly. "This is Hanxia territory. Do I need to explain why your Glory Legion's mercenaries are here? You dare to assassinate my nephew? You'll stay on this land forever!"

Wielding his Overlord Spear, Jiang Chengbo charged forward, ready to fight Randolph to the death.

Jiang Zhe, nestled in the canopy of a sycamore tree, watched the battle unfolding in the sky.

With his current reflexes, he could only see two blurry figures, like two dazzling shooting stars, constantly colliding, separating, and colliding again!

The battle affected a large part of the city!

"My uncle is keeping Randolph occupied to prevent him from suddenly attacking me!"

"Otherwise, even if I were wearing the Black God Armor, I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand a casual blow from a councilor-level powerhouse!"

If Randolph really attacked him, Jiang Zhe had already planned his escape route.

Like Luo Feng, they plunged directly into the underground rock layers.

Although planetary-level powerhouses can also use the Black God Set to burrow underground, the underground is clearly the domain of mentalists, who are more agile!

Even though I am a whole level below him.

Jiang Zhe turned his attention away from the sky and looked at the uninvited guests who were coming from the northwest.

Two large grasshoppers hopped around on the rooftop, quickly approaching the street where he was hiding. Their target was clear, and they obviously had a way to pinpoint his location.

"Two war gods?"

Jiang Zhe licked his dry lips, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Ten throwing knives fell from his leather wallet at his waist, stuck into the ground in the tree pit, traveled through the soil, and were positioned at the points where the two war gods might land.

"Haha... Kazon, look at that silly kid, he just stands there and hides, he doesn't even know to run away."

"But where can they run to when they're facing us? The deputy chief has already engaged that congressman; it seems we can easily complete our mission."

The bald, black warrior, Yan Pu, laughed, already thinking about how to use the reward money.

"Hehe, my son is currently a junior warrior. After using that jade marrow, he'll definitely have a chance to become a war god in the future!"

The black warrior with cornrows offered a few words of congratulations, then reminded him to focus on the mission.

"Yanpu, focus. We can talk about these good things when we get back and have a drink."

"The feeling of killing this brat and stifling a genius is incredibly satisfying!"

The two exchanged a smile, their faces filled with cruelty.

As mercenaries on the continent of sin, their humanity has long since been diluted to a certain extent.

The two jumped from the rooftop of a residential building, which is more than 30 meters high.

Jiang Zhe easily determined their landing point, which was on the street in front of him. Then, feigning panic, he darted out from the canopy of the sycamore tree and fled in a frantic manner in the direction away from them.

"Haha, where can you run to in front of the God of War? Die!"

With a loud shout, Yan Pu unleashed nearly a hundred tons of brute force, hurling the greatsword, which was as wide as two palms, into the air.

A sinister grin spread across his face, as if he could already see Jiang Zhe being cut in half at the waist.

A sonic boom came from behind, and Jiang Zhe realized that this was his favorite "trump card". He didn't expect to trick his opponent into revealing his weapon so easily.

"You're really not fully evolved, are you? How could you do something so stupid?"

The Black God Set had already been hidden inside the lining of the S-Class combat suit.

Like a diving suit, it was wrapped tightly around the whole body, with a thin black film all the way down to the cheeks.

10x power, explode!

In almost a fraction of a second, Jiang Zhe exerted force with his waist, suddenly wielding his spear, twisting his body and unleashing a strike called "Looking Back at the Moon."

The swinging spearhead struck the sword, and the two forces collided with a deafening roar!

Jiang Zhe was still stronger. His greatsword, which was like a rootless duckweed, was sent flying and crashed into a nearby high-rise building, disappearing without a trace.

"What? Is he the God of War?"

"Just now... how is this possible?"

The initial clash ended in an instant.

The two war gods were still falling, having just made two dents in the asphalt road with a "thud," when they were stunned by the absurd scene that had just unfolded.

"Since you dared to come, then die here!"

Dozens of meters away, the smug smile on Jiang Zhe's face was clearly visible to the two war gods, but they had almost no time to think about it.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Ten silver streaks, like silver lightning, burst forth from the ground beneath their feet.

Several times the speed of sound!

It's likely that in just a fraction of a second, I'll have "intimate contact" with the two of them.

However, the God of War is still the God of War, possessing an almost abnormal speed of reflexes. Moreover, both of them must be at the level of microscopic movement, and they can achieve the most efficient evasion with just a slight twist of their bodies.

But even if you can dodge one or two, how can you withstand a volley of five flying knives?

Bald-headed Yan Pu was a novice war god, slightly inferior in strength. He dodged a flying knife by tilting his head, but another knife ripped a chunk of flesh from his left neck.

Without his weapon, he could only parry a throwing knife with his arm in his haste, tearing his combat uniform and spraying blood everywhere.

and also!

The fourth throwing knife broke through the weak spot on Yan Pu's back of the neck, drilled into his head, shredded the brain tissue, and then flew out after lifting the top of his head.

Yan Pu's mouth was wide open, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and he knelt down helplessly on the ground, his eyes lifeless.

Yan Pu, a novice war god, is dead!

Beside him, Kazon faced the same life-or-death crisis.

He narrowly dodged two flying knives, parried two more with his own knife, but the last one pierced through his weak right side.

The blade slashed upwards in a simple and unadorned manner.

His right arm, holding the knife, flew high into the air, blood gushing out, and the mid-level War God, Kazon, screamed in agony.

Jiang Zhe hesitated for a moment, not daring to use any tricks, and used his mental power to guide a throwing knife into Kazong's mouth, causing his head to explode.

Mid-level War God, Kazon, is dead!

A sixth-level apprentice mentalist, with the true combat power of a seventh-level apprentice (2 times the genetic power), 8 times the mental power amplitude, and the ability to annihilate an eighth-level apprentice martial artist!

An ordinary person fighting against someone of a higher level—that's what a Spiritualist is all about!

In mid-air, the two councilors were locked in combat, but they were also paying attention to the battle below.

From "frantically fleeing" to turning around and counterattacking, and then taking down the two war gods as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, the whole series of operations made Randolph's mood fluctuate wildly.

He was completely stunned.

God!

What kind of monster is that down there?

According to the Jiang family's bizarre family rules, this kid has only practiced martial arts for a little over a month, yet he already possesses the strength to slaughter war gods.

Or is he the rarest and most powerful mentalist?

Randolph's heart sank. He swung his greatsword and exchanged blows with Jiang Chengbo, using the recoil to propel himself backward.

At the same time, he shouted, "Stop! I, Randolph, admit defeat this time. I'm willing to pay compensation and reveal who's behind it all!"

"No need! Your death here is the best compensation!" Jiang Chengbo refused resolutely, brandishing his Overlord Spear and closing in once more.

It's no longer just about getting revenge for Jiang Zhe.

As the fight went on, Jiang Chengbo's murderous intent grew stronger.

After all, he was not some refined gentleman; when he became famous, he especially loved to use a powerful spear to shatter his opponents' skulls.

In his first battle as an advanced councilor, he desperately wanted to kill a councilor, driven by a martial arts fanatic's obsession with killing.

During the day, they said Jiang Zhe was bloodthirsty, but actually... this whole family has some problems.

The door panel sword and the Overlord Spear clashed once again!

"Want to kill me? You can't do it!" Randolph remained confident.

"Can't do it? Then how about adding me?"

Suddenly, a dark shadow burst forth from the ground in the area below Randolph, and a dense chill instantly filled the entire battlefield.

"Bing? You're Jiang Lie?"

"Damn it! I almost forgot about you. What are you guys trying to do?"

Randolph finally panicked, sensing the approaching death. He roared, his voice trembling with fear, "Never before has a councilor died in human infighting! If you dare set that precedent, First Speaker 'Hong' will not let you off!"

"It would be beneficial for both of us to stop here!"

While shouting, Randolph swung his door-panel greatsword to meet the Eight Treasures Dragon Spear and parried the old man's sudden attack.

The two weapons clashed, and the immense force transmitted from the sword caused Randolph's expression to change drastically.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"How is this possible? I'm wearing the Black God suit... Just how many times stronger are you?"

The old man said coldly, "Go to hell with your questions!"

With a twist of his wrist, the spear stirred.

Using the technique of "using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds", he knocked the door panel sword out of Randolph's hand.

Then, with lightning speed, he thrust out a spear strike at its strongest, artistic level.

It was as if a chill filled the world, making Randolph feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his movements sluggish, and he could only watch the tip of the gun magnify in front of him.

"Luckily, I have the Black God—"

The thought abruptly ended, and the sharp pain and sense of clarity in his chest left Randolph completely bewildered.

The Eight Treasures Dragon Spear pierced through his chest!

"What...is this? My Black God..."

"Those who have seen this before are all dead, and you'll be no exception," the old man said softly, pulling back his spear.

Holy crap!

Jiang Zhe, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but swear.

Grandpa and Uncle didn't understand the metal classification in the universe, nor did they understand what this scene meant, but Jiang Zhe understood it very well.

The highest-grade F-level metal can tear through the Black God Suit; the lowest-grade Tier 3 psychic weapon cannot break through its defenses.

The Third Speaker, the Ice Emperor, once used the Black God Set to trap the Sky Shuttle. (Just kidding)

This alloy spear held an even higher place in Jiang Zhe's heart.

With his heart shattered, Randolph gasped for breath before his eyes lost their light. The old man withdrew his spear, and the body fell from the sky.

The old man caught Randolph's body, carried it to Jiang Zhe, threw it on the ground, and then used his spear to cut open the combat uniform and began to search the body.

"Grandpa, there's a hidden pocket in the lining of his right side," Jiang Zhe reminded him, scanning the area with his mental power.

The old man found the right spot and pulled out a test tube about the thickness of a little finger.

It was as thick as a little finger, a decimeter long, and contained one-third of a jade-colored viscous liquid.

"Grandpa, what is this?" Jiang Zhe actually had a guess in his mind.

"There are three portions of chalcedony here. The two war gods you killed must have had some as well, making a total of five portions. The listed price is 1500 billion, but the actual cost should be less than half of that."

Five portions of chalcedony?!

When Jiang Zhe looked at the burly black man lying dead on the ground, he immediately found him much more pleasing to the eye.

This congressman is an international friend!

Before he could use his mental power to scan the other two war god corpses, he found that his uncle had already come over with two test tubes.

Jiang Chengbo said in a deep voice, "Jade marrow is a specialty of my Hanxia Kingdom, and the whereabouts of every portion can be traced. There are five portions here, such a large quantity. Jia Yi should give my Jiang family an explanation!"

"Jia Yi has had a tough time too," the old man sighed, then made two phone calls in front of them.

The first call was to tell the other party that it was time to close the net.

The person opposite appears to be Jia Yi, who was just denounced by his uncle. This matter involves a higher-level power struggle.

Jiang Zhe suddenly realized that the method of locating the coordinates of a communication watch by making a phone call was something that ordinary forces could not do.

Grandpa only mentioned it briefly and vaguely.

After that major battle 26 years ago, the people of this land finally had a chance to catch their breath.

But rebuilding order is not so easy.

The old clan forces yearn to regain power and achieve the feat of "outsiders commanding insiders"; the new martial arts forces, after sacrificing their lives, are also unwilling to be dominated again.

A war without gunfire has begun.

The former naturally suffered repeated defeats, but were not completely wiped out.

The old clans began to shrink their power, picking up the economy to replace the broken leg, developing into behemoths that could influence the country, and preserving their status.

This assassination attempt on him was a desperate act by those people who realized their "new ally" was about to be broken again.

The second call was to inform the other party that the task was completed and to urge them to transfer the remaining payment as soon as possible.

After carefully reviewing the details of the transaction, Jiang Zhe's gaze towards the old man changed completely.

Looking at Randolph lying dead on the ground, I felt nothing but pity.

This unfortunate kid was presumed dead from the start; his head could be traded for an S-class alloy weapon production line and five portions of chalcedony.

The bounty was issued by the commander of the Glory Legion!

Jiang Zhe and his uncle looked at each other, as if they were looking in a mirror; it was obvious that they had both been kept in the dark.

The two gradually pieced together the story—the Wang family asked the Glory Legion to assassinate Jiang Zhe, while the Glory Legion's commander sold the information to the old man, and then used the Wang family's reward to ask the old man to kill his own ambitious deputy commander, Randolph.

After the deal is done, both the Jiang family and the Glory Legion will have a better future, and the only unlucky party in the three-way transaction is the Wang family.

Jiang Zhe gasped, marveling at the depths of human deceit!

"After this incident, the people at the Europa HR Alliance headquarters will probably be grinning from ear to ear."

Jiang Zhe looked at the old man in surprise. How did this bring up the HR Alliance again?

The old man continued to explain, "Some time ago, the HR Alliance allocated more business resources to our Jiang family. Besides expressing their regard for me and you, they also wanted to provoke the Wang family into a conflict with us, which became the trigger for this incident."

"We've swallowed a slow-acting poison coated in a thick layer of sugar!"

"After the Wang family had one leg broken (ZZ), they are particularly concerned about this new leg (the economy). Anyone who dares to reach out for a piece of the pie is like touching the dragon's reverse scale, which will inevitably provoke their crazy retaliation."

"As you can see, the poison has taken effect, but we have successfully removed it."

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