Chapter 32 "Magic Artifact"_2

His thoughts on combat had been expanded significantly.

Wang Jixuan moved through the darkness, sprinting continuously along the edge of the Black Fire Gang's territory, and began to move in and out of corners that seemed guarded but were actually only illuminated briefly.

If his footsteps were traced with a fluorescent agent, it would be seen that within two hours, his traces had covered one-third of the Black Fire Gang's perimeter defense.

When Wang Jixuan felt he was ready, he slipped back near the spire's adjacent building, sat quietly behind a low wall, and waited for the massive sweep of the searchlight to pass over his head.

Time to act!

Wang Jixuan jumped up and threw five miniature grenades!

Wrapped in spheres of Qi, they rocketed towards the windows on the third floor of the spire!

Bang—Boom!

A violent explosion occurred inside the third floor of the spire, and several unfortunate lookouts were physically blasted apart.

The ear-piercing alarms of Resurrection City rang out.

Wang Jixuan did not dare delay, he charged forward without looking back, heading towards the boundary of the Black Fire Gang!

The drones hurriedly followed him, and the shouting from various locations was quickly drowned out by gunfire.

Two figures jumped from the top of the spire, one heavily smashing onto the street, took a few buffering steps, and then began to sprint wildly. The other figure...

Hovered in mid-air?

Wang Jixuan, catching a glimpse of this in the corner of his eye, was startled in his Dao Heart.

Golden Core power allows one to hover, is this the Golden Core Realm?

Wang Jixuan focused, and then completely relaxed.

The middle-aged woman, hovering in midair, looking like a goddess descending from heaven, surrounded by several smooth spheres, flew gracefully though her speed was only slightly faster than a running person.

That was his target for today.

Telekinesis Spirit Ability User, An Qian!

While running, Wang Jixuan leaped and turned, evading several lines of bullets sweeping toward him, his form sped up again and again as he crashed into an uninhabited private residence.

He began to sense, count silently, countdown.

Three, two, one.

Wang Jixuan's sword fingers swiftly slid!

In a hundred-meter diameter area, pink talismans lit up simultaneously on narrow spots that were the inevitable pathways for the thugs charging towards this place.

The patches of explosives behind those talismans, awaiting their fate.

[Talisman Magic: Hundred Talismans Fixed!]

Burst!

Boom—

Hundreds of fireballs appeared simultaneously in nearby two blocks!

The massive explosion created intersecting shockwaves, drastically reducing the light in the nearby streets!

Not bothering to check on the screams from various places, Wang Jixuan leaped from the second floor of that private residence and continued his dash towards the border of Resurrection City like a leopard.

Whoosh!

What a swift whooshing sound!

Wang Jixuan allowed a surge of Qi to flow through his body, his sped-up form side-stepped horizontally.

A silver-white long nail scraped past his cheek, nicking a bit of skin on his face.

Plunk!

The nail easily penetrated the concrete building.

In the corner of his eye, Wang Jixuan saw D-level Spirit Ability User An Qian, standing a hundred meters away, opening her right hand, with two spheres behind her autonomously unlocking to reveal a dense collection of silver alloy fine nails.

Her hair fluttered in strands, her slender form and indifferent face seemed to declare that she was the master of this world.

Whoosh!

More than a dozen fine nails rocketed towards him.

The converging drones fired wildly.

Wang Jixuan was neither hurried nor slow, inhaling deeply within and urging four talismans outward, he dashed forward tens of meters without any danger and jumped into a building previously bombed by him, a stronghold of Black Fire Gang thugs, using the structure to shield himself from surrounding attacks.

This was the 'escape' route he had studied for a week.

Boom!

The building suddenly trembled!

Grenade launcher?

Having some knowledge of buildings and weapons, Wang Jixuan was not panicked at all, maintaining his rhythm, swapping the Divine Movement talisman, sensing, waiting.

Hundred talismans ignite!

Violent explosions erupted once again, a dozen simple drones and several pickup trucks were overturned simultaneously.

Amid the explosion's cover, Wang Jixuan suddenly dashed out from the direction he had entered the building, seemingly rushing back toward the direction of the spire.

Bang!

The sound of a small-caliber sniper rifle rang out!

The opposing sniper had already taken position!

The swift sound of breaking air attacked again!

Several nails of unknown material almost traced the outline of Wang Jixuan's figure.

As Wang Jixuan pushed forward, his body swayed left and right, twenty-four Vajra Talismans lighting up simultaneously, narrowly deflecting two of the nails.

In the moment he dodged, Wang Jixuan saw the small skateboard under An Qian's feet;

and An Qian also saw the hint of mockery and disdain at the corner of Wang Jixuan's mouth.

Why did he disdain?

What right did he have to disdain!

This mere E-level Military Spiritual Ability User!

An Qian spread her fingers, held her breath, and the pebbles that had been blown up by the previous explosion started to rise simultaneously.

"Everybody, get lost!"

An Qian's scolding voice spread everywhere.

She suddenly slammed her hand down, numerous pebbles with bullet-like lethal force covering the area where Wang Jixuan was rushing!

Several gang members in that area, who were rushing forward fastest, simultaneously burst into a cloud of blood!

Several windows shattered at the same time!

Wang Jixuan let out a cry of agony... to deceive An Qian.

His combat suit, which Zhou Zhengde had spent a great deal obtaining, along with the continuing effect of the twenty-four Vajra Talismans and his Dao Body which was ordered and strengthened by the flow of Spiritual Energy over time, only caused him to feel a mild pain when he was hit by the stones.

Even so,

Wang Jixuan secretly crushed a blood pack, sprinkled it on the back of his combat suit, and made several jumps to rush out of the light's edge, entering the last 'harbor' before leaving the illuminated area.

That was a low bungalow.

Wen Heisen had already rushed to it, now transformed into a two-and-a-half-meter tall muscle-bound monster, gripping a heavy machine gun as he stormed into the bungalow.

Whiz! Whiz whiz!

"Ah!"

Wen Heisen's scream resonated as his figure flew backward like a cannonball, his left arm severely damaged in the shape of a shoe print, and his right shoulder had a through-and-through wound!

[Magic Artifact: Bone Penetration Nails]!

After ambushing Wen Heisen, Wang Jixuan did not wait long, he kicked apart a corner board and sped along a small tunnel he had discovered earlier, rushing towards the outskirts of the Black Fire Gang.

He regretted not being able to kill Wen Heisen outright.

The old devil indeed had no small amount of murderous aura.

But no matter, his main target for today, An Qian, had already started slowly approaching the bungalow.

Due to the low and narrow tunnel, Wang Jixuan couldn't care about appearances and had to use his hands and feet, quickly exhausting the spiritual power of four Godspeed Talismans.

Though his movements were clumsy, his speed was indeed not slow as he rushed out of the tunnel and dashed out of a small building on the edge of Black Fire Gang, bursting through a window onto the second floor.

Gunfire crackled in the distance, as the Black Fire Gang began to unload firepower onto the bungalow.

Wang Jixuan crouched on a roof over forty meters away, watching An Qian, and suddenly flung out three Bone Penetration Nails with his left hand.

The Bone Penetration Nails, engraved with Prohibitions and storing Qi, were primarily made from Blade Beast exoskeleton.

They didn't begin flying very quickly; ten meters from An Qian, Wang Jixuan could no longer accurately control the three Bone Penetration Nails and had to activate the Prohibition on them himself.

Shriek! Shriek shriek!

The piercing sound of breaking the air rose from the darkness, and the three Bone Penetration Nails shot towards An Qian's forehead.

An Qian abruptly turned, her expression of cold indifference now mixed with a bit of astonishment, her slender left hand raised, an eerie pattern appearing on her forehead.

Telekinesis Shield!

The shooting Bone Penetration Nails, those that could penetrate Wen Heisen's demonic body, barely stopped in front of An Qian's hands, trembling violently.

An Qian's expression turned to one of mockery.

Is that all?

Then, she lowered her hand, looking toward the source of the shooting Bone Penetration Nails, her gaze suddenly caught a red light.

It seemed to be, the red light of an automated aiming device.

[Magic Artifact: AMR-22 Anti-material Sniper Rifle.]

Wang Jixuan lay behind the thirty-centimeter-long automated scope, his Dao Heart firmly pressing the trigger.

Thud!