Chapter 3: Fierce Battle
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The best solution given by Deep Sea is to rescue this teenager first?
Actually, Nan Jin wasn't surprised to hear this answer.
She was well aware of what it meant to coexist with A-009 for 20 minutes without incident... This was an out-of-control with a danger level reaching A.
This wasn't something that could simply be explained by good luck.
The data showed that A-009 was frantically pursuing some truth that ordinary people couldn't understand.
Gu Shen being able to coexist peacefully with her couldn't be an accident... Could it be that this boy was also a madman?
There was no time to think more about it.
Wei Shu's voice rang out again: "I will sever this carriage. Next, you need to take him and get away."
"Rumbling——"
The light rail sprinted wildly through the nighttime wind on the outskirts of Da Teng City, a dull sound of breaking resounded, the carriage shed its connections with the other carriages behind it, the wheels gripped tightly amid the violent friction, and because of inertia, the entire carriage "slowly" lifted off from the bottom.
Nan Jin, expressionless: "Hold on to me."
Gu Shen: "???"
He lunged forward abruptly, unabashedly wrapping his arms around Nan Jin's slender waist. Underneath her wide coat was a warm, slender torso; Gu Shen felt several cold and smooth contours... The woman had three swords of varying lengths hanging at her waist.
Recalling the cold light that had previously cut through the train, he couldn't help shivering uncontrollably.
A jolt!
The train carriage was almost airborne, with the two of them standing on the bottom of the carriage, sliding down at an angle almost perpendicular to the ground.
Nan Jin stepped out rapidly in broken steps, not at all like someone whose waist was wrapped around a big man, and due to the carriage being overturned, she seemed like a night cat running along rooftops, the entire world was turned upside down, only she remained balanced.
Stopping breath and focusing spirit, both hands wielding swords in a cross slash.
The bright blade light pierced the darkness.
"Clang, clang, clang" three crisp sounds!
The bone-picking knife blocked the blade!
But once again, a painful groan came from Madam's throat, and even Gu Shen could see the string of fresh red Blood Pearls fluttering out from the open black dress.
The moment she drew her sword, all the color in Nan Jin's eyes faded away, turning into sheer coldness.
She did not pursue victory greedily, although she broke through after the blocking and thrust a knife precisely into the chest of the tall lady, she immediately turned back. At the critical moment, Nan Jin's hand swept out like lightning, gripping Gu Shen's collar tightly. As the carriage rolled 90 degrees, she crouched down fiercely and stomped a boot down, shattering the tempered glass, sinking like a diver diving down.
The shattered glass, the rolling electric arcs, were like seaweed floating in the Deep Sea.
The derailed carriage was like a submarine rising, but this was land, not the ocean.
The carriage tumbled from the track forcibly, like a giant stone rolling down a slope, hitting the ground inevitably, bouncing continuously, scraping out millions of brilliant arcs, and at the last moment before overturning, two figures leaped perilously from the night sky, landing on a piece of lawn.
Nan Jin dusted off her coat, her gaze remained tightly fixed on the shattered carriage sliding far away for four or five hundred meters. After falling off the track, the carriage lay silent, deathly quiet.
With dust rising, she didn't let her guard down, instead drawing the third sword from her waist and reporting coldly, "Target rescued... A-009 is still in the carriage."
Wei Shu quickly responded: "Seal off the surroundings, reinforcements will arrive soon, don't let it escape."
Nan Jin hummed softly in acknowledgment.
"Click..."
Her gaze caught that the carriage, after a spell of deathly silence, moved slightly... Nan Jin immediately grabbed the fourth sword with her backhand, drawing it out. With a sword in each hand, she felt much more at ease, but something didn't feel quite right on her body.
Nan Jin looked down and realized the reason: "How long do you plan to hold on?"
"Can I hold on a little longer?" The young man clung to her leg unscrupulously, showing a flattering smile: "Big brother... I'm really scared."
Was this expression really one of fear?
He had been chatting happily with A-009 when she was cutting the carriage.
"A-009's ability is corruption," said Nan Jin with an expressionless face. "Under normal circumstances... She can contaminate anything she touches, including but not limited to knives, swords, metals, firearms... and people."
As Gu Shen recalled the last scene on the train, the scene of the lady in the dress smiling and reaching out her hand to him, he shivered uncontrollably.
Corruption?
This was too frightening... He had accepted the Ruler, there wouldn't be any problems, right?
"During the recent fight, I can't be sure that these clothes have had no contact with it."
With Nan Jin's casual words, Gu Shen let go of the coat as if it were burning hot.
"Big brother still has a fierce battle ahead, good luck good luck..." While cheering, Gu Shen cautiously asked, "My abilities are indeed very limited... Perhaps I should withdraw first?"
Honestly, he wanted to run away.
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When immortals fight, it's best to stay out of their way.
"If you want to leave... you're welcome to try," Nan Jin glanced at the young man with the corner of her eye, and sneered, "This time next year, I'll make sure to burn some paper money for you."
Gu Shen: "???"
"This area has been sealed, I suggest you do not leave my line of sight... because I cannot truly restrict A-009. Her nature is obsessive and insane, and if she insists on killing you, no matter how far you run, it will be of no use."
Nan Jin gently inserted two long swords into the ground, put on specially made white silk gloves, then gripped the swords again and took a stance facing a silent and dilapidated carriage as if facing a formidable enemy. She gave her final warning in a low voice, "Before reinforcements arrive, I can only offer protection to this small area. The further you run, the faster you'll die."
The night wind surged.
To the naked eye, streaks of silver light emerged from the darkness, like fireflies eventually coiling around the edges of the two swords held in opposed stances. Nan Jin, holding the swords, now seemed like a galaxy in the night sky.
Gu Shen swallowed hard; he could no longer use his knowledge to explain the scene before him... What exactly were these snow-white energies flowing like wind made of?
Could it be the legendary "Sword Gang"?
Then there was a muffled thud.
With a "bang," an alarming collision sound burst above the carriage.
To be precise, it was coming from under the carriage.
After it had overturned, the metal carriage was upside down, and amidst the shaking dust cloud, a force seemed to push it from inside out, slowly righting it. A moment later... a tall figure slowly emerged from the shadowy, dust-filled air.
The lady pushed open the carriage door, bent her waist, and walked out slowly as if a noble, maintaining her dignity throughout the process, even carefully holding her broad hat with one hand.
Seen from afar, her height was level with the overturned train—she was like a walking giant.
The two "long swords" that had been stuck into the lady's chest had already been corroded by a force of decay at this point. A gust of wind blew them to pieces, along with the secret silver patterns, into ash.
From within the dust, the tall woman slowly turned around, surveyed the surroundings, and finally stopped, looking towards Nan Jin.
A eerie red light seeped from within her Snake Eyes.
Merely making eye contact, Gu Shen felt his blood run cold, and Nan Jin was right... he should never have run away on his own. If that thing set its sights on him, he had no chance of survival.
The next moment...
A horrifying event occurred—
The tall woman in formal dress, slightly on tiptoe, slowly lifted the corner of her dress and curtsied in an ancient and proper fashion. As the courtesy ended, hundreds of meters of lawn exploded with dozens of muddy spouts of water.
In one second, she had reached Nan Jin's sword range, her blade wrapped in an old newspaper slashing at the crossing point of the two swords.
"Clang!"
The sound resonated deeply, Gu Shen felt as if struck by a distant hammer, his ears ringing, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Is this really a boning knife? It's more like a bone-smashing hammer!
He watched the formidable woman in front of him retract her sword and step back; her coat was whipped up by the fierce wind, fluttering wildly, and at that moment she seemed like a majestic Valkyrie, mighty as if she could pull down mountains and cover the skies, casually withstanding that mountainous strike.
Then she struck with her swords, retreating—
Silver Sword Gang surged with the wind, ferociously overwhelming!
The woman, steadying her stance, delivered dozens, hundreds of sword strikes in an instant; the dazzling sword light almost seemed to illuminate the night!
A deep roar erupted, and in an instant, A-009 was engulfed by the radiant sword light. Her towering form, like a lone flower amidst the waves, was instantly sent flying back, crashing heavily back into the carriage buried in smoke and dust.
The dust had not yet settled.
Once again, that immense oppressive sensation returned.
The woman in the formal dress who had been sent flying by the sword strike, with tiny scurrying steps, and an exaggerated speed, attacked again—
Nan Jin's expression was icy as she readied her sword for a second time.
"Boom!"
A third time!
A fourth time!
The high-frequency explosive air currents alternately bombarded, almost causing Gu Shen to experience tinnitus, and that was while hiding behind Nan Jin. At that moment, apart from the noise of the bombardment, he could hear nothing else.
"...Wei Shu."
Nan Jin was in bad shape, blood spilling from her lips, blood vessels in her eyes kept surfacing, almost converging to the pupil and completely turning them red.
This encounter with A-009 was different from the file records; something odd had happened.
What exactly had she experienced to become so frenzied?
Even in such a sorry state, Nan Jin remained calm and asked into the earpiece connected to the control room, "How much longer until reinforcements arrive?"