King of Assassins-Chapter 786 - 582 Bad Luck_2

Moreover, he had a strange sense of familiarity. As if he had practiced this Sword Formulas before.

With his current Source Power level, he should be able to use this technique twice. It's just unclear how powerful it would be in real combat.

Low-level Combatants rarely use Sword Artifacts as cold weapons. After all, gunpowder weapons are more reliable, stable, and powerful enough.

Black Tiger is also proficient in various Close Combat Skills, having practiced both Swordsmanship and Sword Technique. But he is most skilled in firearms.

Suddenly learning a Swordsmanship move made Black Tiger feel a bit odd, as if he didn't really have use for this technique.

Nevertheless, having more skills is always beneficial.

The most crucial part is that learning this Swordsmanship seems to have significantly enhanced Black Tiger's Spiritual Power.

Spiritual Power can only be quantified in detail within Cyberspace; the data shown by the Brain Machine isn't very accurate, and there's obviously no time to check now.

As Black Tiger sensed changes in his Spiritual Power, the alarm set on his Brain Machine went off, followed by a familiar jolt of electric current that woke him completely.

Black Tiger sat up and glanced at the time—it was twelve o'clock. He rolled off the bed, feeling his body a bit lighter, and his Source Power more active.

Looking at his wristwatch once more, it clearly displayed a Source Power Value of 700/700.

After a short nap, his Source Power Value astonishingly increased by two hundred, which filled Black Tiger with surprise and joy.

It's important to note that he had been cultivating according to the tenth edition of the Basic Guidance Method for almost fifteen years, barely reaching Level 5 Source Power, keeping his Source Power Value at five hundred.

Sleeping increased his Source Power by two hundred, meaning his Source Power Value broke through the Level 5 limit, increasing his total Source Power by 40%. Such rapid progress is incredible.

Even the thirty-year-old Iron Shield has a Source Power Value of only six hundred and is already considered an extremely formidable expert in their Field Team Six.

It's precisely because of his strength that the team leader respects Iron Shield greatly.

In a place like the Field Team, combat strength is crucial for earning respect due to frequent external combat missions.

While Black Tiger was secretly pleased, he dared not show it. Such sudden strength enhancement could raise suspicion to others.

Generally speaking, such good fortune only comes by worshipping Evil Gods.

Black Tiger doesn't believe he encountered an Evil God, but he cannot be sure. Plus, no matter what he thinks, he must face it. He can only take one step at a time.

Iron Shield was awake by now too, and the two went to the cafeteria for a hearty meal, followed by handling their personal hygiene problems.

After everything was settled, the time was already one in the afternoon.

By this hour, sleep was no longer an option because deep rest reduces various bodily functions, which is detrimental to battle readiness.

The members of Field Team Six sat in chairs, closed their eyes, and rested, seizing time to adjust their state.

At half-past one in the afternoon, the team leader led everyone to the armory to queue for equipment.

Handguns could be carried personally, while heavy weapons must be stored collectively in the company's armory.

A full set of bulletproof Combat Robe, assault rifle, electric shock gun, concussion grenade, smoke grenade, gas grenade, flame grenade, etc.

Black Tiger, as the assault troops, primarily carried an assault rifle with fifty-round magazines, taking five of them along with standard equipment like smoke grenades and flash grenades.

Iron Shield was the strike trooper in the combat group, clad in the War Tiger Exoskeleton Armor, with a tall body fully enclosed within a massive steel body.

Armed with the Exoskeleton Armor, Iron Shield was a complete steel monster, standing over 2.2 meters tall and weighing over six hundred kilograms.

To those at the lower level, Exoskeleton Combat Armor was almost undefeatable; no weapon could break through it.

No matter how the human body mutates, it ultimately remains human. In the Pegasus Star environment, there wouldn't be any formidable Evil God.

Not only did the company overwhelm the enemy in equipment, but also in organization, dispatch, operational capability, etc., putting them in a different league compared to the foolish believers of Evil Gods.

The company also possesses mighty Light Computers that control surveillance across locations, completely overwhelming the enemy on information grounds.

Generally, only Apostles of Evil God pose a minor threat. Apostles can gain a fraction of the Evil God's power, and if it's a kind of spiritual strength, it becomes slightly troublesome, but only slightly.

Actually, the company rarely conducts large-scale raids on Evil God's Believers. Because without eradicating the Evil God, a large number of believers will always emerge.

It was rare for the entire Field Department to mobilize like this time.

This Wolf God Cult—is it really such a threat?

Black Tiger was skeptical, believing the new female minister was making a display of grandeur and wanted to test the department's combat strength.

It didn't matter either way. With so many people going in, they're bound to crush the opposition.

Honestly, even if the opposing side had tens of thousands, it would only waste a few more bullets.

At two in the afternoon, twenty-two Field Team flying fish type magnetic levitation flying cars set off in unison, heading straight for the West Seventh Ring District.

Twenty minutes later, the flying fish type levitation flying cars reached the pre-designated positions.

Over the public communication channel, Wei Ying's voice sounded: "Long live Divine Emperor. Bless Divine Emperor."

Everyone followed along with a chant: "Long live Divine Emperor. Bless Divine Emperor."

Generally, these slogans are reserved for Paladins; however, as the Holy Hall grows stronger, Cyberspace also endows this slogan with magical power.

Chanting the slogan provides a slight spiritual blessing, and it has become a necessary ritual before eradicating heresies.

"Everyone, proceed according to the planned agenda. No mercy."

Field Team assault troops jumped off the flying fish cars and charged into the forward area from various directions.