Ermu
Chapter 1353: Enemy of the World
His hands suddenly stretched to their limit, penetrating directly into the car body from several meters away, blasting two large holes in the twisted metal!
If anyone were hiding inside, they would surely take the full force of that punch.
This was Longhand's proudest attack method.
Extendable limbs coupled with boundless brute strength allowed it to often forego natural force when dealing with Awakened. Of the martial artists it had killed, few could react before it struck; the incredulous expressions on their faces as they died were its source of pleasure.
But at the moment of impact, Longhand's expression changed drastically.
Beneath the car body, now sent flying, appeared a woman.
Her posture was not that of someone struck by a heavy blow, but rather calmly crouching slightly, leaning forward, clearly prepared for an attack.
It believed its reaction was quick enough.
But she was clearly faster.
Much faster!
The dancing silver light bloomed again from her hand, forming a rapid vortex—the sharp light not only tore the sedan into pieces, but also shattered its hands!
Longhand let out a miserable cry, struggling to retreat, barely managing to escape from the vortex.
However, only a small portion of the retracted arm remained near the shoulder, with a trail of mottled marks left by the foul-smelling pus and minced meat on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, one mutated Fallen Demon was dead and another wounded, both of whom were a headache for formal martial artists.
"Your so-called fairness is three people joining forces to bully a little girl?" Fei Yuhan waved her hand, and the dazzling light dissipated, revealing a simple and unadorned long sword below. "I think this is barely fair now."
"Master..." Jie Luo quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand.
"I've already called your Uncle Roland, don't worry," Fei Yuhan winked at her and said softly.
"Eh?" She was stunned. "But shouldn't this kind of thing be reported to the association? Uncle isn't as good as Garcia-jie at fighting, and he's usually unreliable. Won't it be too much to come here..."
"Only he can be of use in this matter," Fei Yuhan stroked her head and said, "And your most important task is to stay as far away from here as possible, can you do that?"
The little girl wanted to say something, but under the other's gaze, she finally bit her lip and turned to run towards the boundary of the texture behind her.
"Damn it, how could you be unharmed after such an impact?!" Longhand roared angrily.
"The reason is simple, just like you," Fei Yuhan shrugged, and natural force covered her whole body as she spoke.
Longhand's pupils shrank violently. "Using external force to achieve immunity to mortal attacks? This is something only garrison-level martial artists can do!" It stared at her in shock. "Could it be... you are the one the association calls a genius—"
"I don't think it's strange, after all, even the lowest Fallen Demon can do this, can't they?" Fei Yuhan said indifferently, "As for you—I wanted to see how many attackers there were before deciding on a response plan, but I didn't expect to hear such interesting news. I have to say thank you, because you helped me verify a question that has been in my heart for a long time."
"Envoy, this guy..." Longhand's face became extremely ugly, the ferocious aura from before disappeared without a trace, and it even took two steps back under the gaze of the genius martial artist.
Delta raised its right arm and reached out to the Fallen Demon—the latter's remaining words suddenly stuck in its throat, its body frozen in place, as if gripped by a giant hand. Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the red vortex in its chest actually detached from its back, flying with bits of flesh and blood to the envoy.
The Longhand, having lost its core, fell in astonishment, lifeless.
The Gargoyle Fallen Demon killed by Fei Yuhan was the same, the vortex falling on the ground rose into the air and gathered in its hand.
Then the solidified vortex began to spin again, turning into a cloud of red mist that flowed into Delta's body.
"Those who fear the enemy are not worthy of the power given by the gods. Your mission ends here." Delta's voice was flat, as if it had just disposed of some garbage. It looked at Fei Yuhan. "How ridiculous... The ones who created the world are the ones who truly need to be fought with all our strength, yet they are blinded by appearances and are afraid of a mere martial artist. Is this because they were once members of your kind, or because of the inherent shortsightedness of fabricated beings? Just like you—"
At that moment, Fei Yuhan acted.
She had been waiting for Jie Luo to be in position, not for the other party's chatter. Moreover, according to past experience, the more self-righteous a person is, the more angry they will be when interrupted—excessive emotions are also a major factor affecting performance, and she had to use every possible opportunity to fight the enemy.
The only thing Fei Yuhan could judge at the moment was that the masked person's strength was not on the same level as the mutated Fallen Demon, and their attack methods were also quite strange. If she wanted to prevent it from hurting Jie Luo, the best way was to seal off all its actions with an airtight offensive!
She pulled out a broken steel bar and threw it at Delta with all her strength.
The latter had to shut its mouth and knock the steel bar away with a palm in the air.
The next second, Fei Yuhan had already arrived in front of it.
Since she mastered the skill of materializing natural force, she rarely carried weapons. However, that didn't mean weapons were meaningless. Attaching power to an object not only saved the effort of thinking but also further extended the attack range. Because weapons were not allowed on the ring, few people knew that her swordsmanship far surpassed her fist and foot skills!
The blade wrapped in natural force slashed down, and even if the opponent was made of steel, it would be divided into two by this unreasonable force—
However, the tip of the blade was blocked by an invisible ripple before it even touched the opponent.
It was invisible, but indestructible!
There was no doubt that it was also a power from the same source as natural force.
Fei Yuhan maintained her slashing posture, raised her left foot, and kicked at the envoy's waist.
This time she clearly hit the target.
The envoy's waist twisted, and the whole body was kicked away, hitting the truck compartment with a bang, denting even the cover plate.
The enemy's abilities cannot be used continuously? Or... must it be used with both hands?
Thoughts flashed through her mind, but her actions did not hesitate at all, and she followed closely towards the compartment.
In just a few seconds, Fei Yuhan had exchanged more than a dozen blows with the opponent. The envoy had been cut several times, and there were several openings on its body, but injuries that would be fatal to ordinary people could not even affect its actions. It seemed as if she had been suppressing the opponent all along, but only she knew that the enemy would never be defeated.
Did she need to hit a vital point?
The most suspicious thing about the envoy's whole body was probably that mask—at least in the previous exchanges, it placed more emphasis on protecting its head.
Thinking of this, Fei Yuhan deliberately slowed down her storm-like offensive and took a step back.
This was precisely the posture to break away from the entanglement.
Delta, given a chance to breathe, unhesitatingly reached out its hand.
Fei Yuhan slammed her feet on the ground, advancing instead of retreating, turning herself into a sharp sword and inserting herself in front of the enemy with lightning speed. Turning retreat into advance seemed simple, but doing all this at high speed required overcoming huge inertia. It was impossible to achieve this by relying solely on joints and the trunk. Only by controlling natural force with extreme precision could this process be completed smoothly—even a moment's delay would result in being caught by the invisible force. She could even feel the strong wind sweeping across her back like a blade.
Taking advantage of the envoy's missed grab, Fei Yuhan thrust out her long sword with all her strength, piercing straight into the opponent's mask.
"Crack!"
The mask with strange patterns cracked in response.
However, she felt a trace of strangeness.
Logically, this strike should have pierced not only the mask but also the head.
There was clearly no obstruction at the moment of insertion, and half of the sword body had entered the mask, but she did not see the tip of the sword emerge from the back of the head, as if it had disappeared into the enemy's head.
When the mask slipped off, Fei Yuhan couldn't help but gasp.
Its head was a mass of darkness, like a bottomless black hole. And in the black hole, countless galaxies slowly rotated around the center, forming a huge star plate. The sword in her hand had entered the star plate, unable to stir up the slightest ripple.
That's right, in the joint annihilation operation, the monster that appeared in the abandoned factory seemed to have the same thing—
This incredible sight caused Fei Yuhan's withdrawal to be slightly delayed.
It was this moment of hesitation that prevented her from avoiding the envoy's second strike.
That invisible force slammed into her side, sending her flying!
Natural force could immunize against mortal attacks, but it could not offset the impact of forces from the same source.
She felt that her internal organs had shifted, and a severe stinging pain stuck in her throat, but she couldn't cry out. After rolling several times on the ground, Fei Yuhan stabilized her body. She stood up with her sword, opened her mouth, and coughed up a mouthful of blood!