Returning to the Mysterious Era-Chapter 338 - Once You Sing, I Will Appear (2)

The main road in front of Shuiyun Hall had been reduced to ruins. Cars parked along the roadside were shot into wrecks, with shattered glass everywhere. Some had been hit by grenades and were burning fiercely. They ignited the roadside trees, and the area was filled with intense heat.

The shops on both sides of the street had also suffered; the walls of the buildings bore varying degrees of damage. It was all due to the two forces battling in the alleyways with bullets, fists and kicks.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

King of Spades wielded dual guns, frantically shooting at the other end of the alley. Suddenly, he darted behind a wall. He had barely gotten into cover when a burst of bullets kicked up circles of dust on the ground. He grunted, leaning his back against the wall.

He had not avoided them all, but the wound was in a less vital area. He still retained over seventy percent of his combat strength.

"Hu..." The King of Spades exhaled deeply, exchanging glances with his subordinate five or six meters away. He signaled to synchronize actions with him. They needed to charge into the side alley and shoot wildly together.

"Three, two, one..."

He counted down in his head, folding one of the three fingers on his right hand down until they had closed around the black gun grip.

Whoosh!

King of Spades darted out instantly, his subordinate rushing out in sync. Suddenly, the subordinate fell headlong to the ground with a bang.

King of Spades' pupils contracted. He rolled on the spot to dodge the enemy's bullets and bounded over a building’s broken wall. He peered over the edge and saw the blood flowing from his trusted subordinate. He clenched his fist.

The elusive Gun King had already killed no fewer than ten members of the Ace of Spades. He posed an even greater threat than higher-ranked assassins on the chaotic battlefield.

It had only taken a few minutes of fierce confrontation to confirm the Ace of Spades' inferiority; they were already being suppressed. The transport and sales departments were ultimately not combat-focused. Regardless of the number or quality of gunmen, there was a certain gap between them and their opponents. If this continued, they might be completely defeated in less than ten minutes.

King of Spades suppressed his gloomy emotions and quickly darted off. Half a minute later, he convened with Ace of Spades and Ace of Diamonds in a corner at the end of the street. Two of the other three were still commanding in battle, but they had lost the last high ranked member to Swordsman.

"Our casualties are heavy. Already thirty percent of our personnel are down! If we lose any more, I'm afraid it will lead to a complete rout..." Ace of Diamonds was a young man with a crew cut. He always looked spirited, but now his brows were full of anxiety and worry.

"Don't panic, stay calm! It's now 8:50. The antiques and assassination departments must have received the news over at the branch and should be heading toward Shuiyun Hall. They'll be here soon!" Ace of Spades, as the head of the sales department, said reassuringly.

"It's alright, we just need to hold on a little longer. The three experts invited by the Deputy Leader will surely..."

Bang! A muffled sound interrupted the King of Spades' words.

A figure crashed obliquely into this street. It first smashed into the wall before crumpling to the ground.

Two pools of splattered blood were extremely conspicuous.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." The figure lying on the ground struggled violently as he coughed. He barely managed to turn himself over.

"It's the leader of the psychokinesis masters!!!" King of Spades recognized him instantly, but the powerful and majestic image in his mind from this morning suddenly collapsed before his eyes. The man lying on the ground was like an eagle with broken wings; his pride and confidence had been utterly shattered. The lower half of his slim-fitting white trench coat had been torn off, and the upper half was full of holes and bloodstains.

His seaweed-like soft curls were clotted with blood, tangled and knotted into clumps like wild, overgrown weeds. His chest was sunken, three of his ten fingers were broken, and five were irregularly twisted. Only his thumbs remained intact.

"Heh heh heh... So... So there really are immortal monsters... No matter how you kill them, they won't die? I've lost unfairly..." The curly-haired man murmured in a daze. He was extremely pale, and clearly in a state of severe injury.

"The expert invited by the Deputy Leader... lost. Lost!?" The three high-ranking members of the Ace of Spades nearby were all shocked and looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

He clearly possessed such powerful abilities, how could he lose? Are bio-humans truly impossible to kill?

"You... you all... run quickly... those bio-humans are about to kill their way here..." The curly-haired man warned.

"Trying to run? Too late!" A powerful figure suddenly appeared on the street, still holding the headless body of a voluptuous woman.

It was the only woman among the three psychokinesis masters.

"Jin Li..." The curly-haired man coughed up blood.

Tap tap tap tap...

A large group blocked the exit of the street. Their shadows flickered, eyes glowing red like a pack of wolves hunting prey in the dark forest at night.

"It's over!!!" A sense of despair suddenly rose in the hearts of the three high-ranking members. Even the three experts with magical abilities invited by the Deputy Leader had been all defeated. How could they, as ordinary humans, possibly turn the tide?

King of Spades stiffened, and his teeth started to chatter. Every hair on his body stood up, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes. He could feel that he had been targeted by that burly man in leather who was wearing purple lipstick. It was like he was being stared at through the scope of a heavy sniper rifle. He felt his heart being gripped tightly by a large hand.

Life or death hung on a whim.

"Heh heh heh, in the end, you're still weak humans. Your nature won't change just because you've gained some abilities. Did you really think you could kill me? It's just a child's farce..." The burly man in leather laughed maniacally, his blood-stained fangs looking more and more beast-like.

He carried a strong oppressive aura as he walked forward. "I'm going to hollow you three out completely, eat you up, and then make you into mummies to keep as collectibles..."

"By the way, where's my head?" The burly man slapped the neck of the headless corpse, signaling for the subordinate who took the head to bring it back and reassemble it.

"Here it is..." Suddenly, a hoarse male voice sounded in his ear.

The burly man in leather turned his head sharply, and a line of blood blossomed on his neck without him knowing. The slight force of turning his head had actually twisted his own head off! The head swayed and was about to fall, but it was caught in mid-air by a pair of hands that suddenly reached out.

The burly man only felt his vision spinning and suddenly freezing. He was met by a handsome face. Blood filled his vortex-like pupils, as if a terrifying blood vulture specializing in devouring monsters was staring at its prey. It came closer and closer until it finally opened its mouth. It swallowed all the light in his sight with one bite!

"Ah!!!!" A scream of terror hung in the air as a head whose eyes had lost all signs of life was reattached to the headless body.

However, the seams could not be rejoined no matter what.

"Dead... dead!?" The curly-haired man leaning against the wall, waiting for death, felt his mind blank out.

He shifted his gaze to look at the blond youth who suddenly appeared. Just as he was about to examine him carefully, the blond youth vanished like a ghost. At almost the same time, a brilliant golden afterimage appeared behind the stunned enemies.

A hand gently pressed the tops of the heads one by one. It was like an elder admonishing a junior by patting them.

Pa pa pa pa...

The sounds connected like firecrackers. With another blink, the blond youth was already standing in front of the three high-ranking members of Ace of Spades.

He asked calmly. "Why did you act ahead of the plan? I think the three of you need to give me a reasonable explanation..."

A series of explosions rang out behind him. The three high-ranking members and the curly-haired man all looked behind Cassius.

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They saw dozens of immortal bio-humans standing motionless like puppets. One bio-human's head suddenly deformed and swelled until it burst apart with a bang. This triggered a chain reaction; one head after another exploded violently, as if grenades had been stuffed inside their heads!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

The rhythmic sounds formed a symphony of life's passing. Blood-red flowers blossomed in mid-air, bringing about a bizarre and horrifying blood rain. Every bit of splendor was compensated by life, like the grand finale of a feast.

In the end, over twenty headless corpses remained standing like tree stumps whose branches had been chopped off.

"Heh heh heh... hahaha... cough cough cough..." The curly-haired man lying on the ground started laughing. His laughter grew more and more wild, as if he was laughing with the remainder of his life. Finally, he kept coughing up blood.

"So, you all aren't immortal after all!"