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Chapter 304: Chapter 30: Super Sensitive Yak

Song Zuo's last shout was completely bellowed out, hoarse and elongated like the striking of gongs and drums, sending the girl peering from the rooftop into a fright as he aimed the yak gun towards the vast, abandoned building.

“He's spotted me!”

Without any time to think, the girl extended her hand, and her slender, fair hands suddenly displayed an explosive power that left one dumbfounded, cleanly and nimbly inserting her fingers into the floor as if it were as soft as tofu.

Grinding her teeth, the girl lifted a piece of floorboard about three meters wide to block Song Zuo's line of sight, then gathered her skirt and hopped back like a dandelion puff.

Bang!

The gunshot was harsh and lingering. The floorboard smashed into the ground and shattered, and as the girl craned her neck to look around, she realized that the outer wall of a building at least four or five hundred meters away from her had been struck by Song Zuo, creating a basin-sized hole with spider web-like cracks that spanned five meters in diameter.

“Damn.”

The girl knew she had been tricked; her overreaction had given away her position. Without any further hesitation, she turned her head and fled into the distance.

Song Zuo glanced to the side. The abruptly raised floorboard on the rooftop could not escape his eyes. Through his scope, he saw the girl's fluffy white dress bouncing until it disappeared at the edge. Song spat out a curse and pulled the trigger; Ji Ou's head instantly burst open, scattering like a smashed watermelon, and with that, the abandoned cars fell silent.

“To the north, that unfinished building.”

Before Song Zuo finished speaking, Li Yan had already lifted the Ring Dragon Sword and chased after her like a bolt of lightning.

“Hey, I might…”

Several steel cables pierced through the black frozen ground, forcing Song Zuo into a humiliating escape, with no strength left to increase the distance, he raised his yak gun to return fire.

“I can't manage him…”

As Li Yan pursued the girl who had betrayed her whereabouts, the living corpse Yin Xiong instantly went berserk. The whizzing steel cables on his arms burst forth, the hundreds of sections of alloy steel cables shooting out like arrows amid the ferocity of a storm, aimed at Song Zuo. Just this move alone had the terrifying force comparable to that of a Gatling gun.

Song Zuo, a man with a rioter's background, was never short of the madness to gamble with his worthless life. Seeing that there was no escape, he pressed down the muzzle of his gun, determined to blast his opponent's head even if it meant being shot into a sieve by steel cables.

And in the end, a figure just as burly, clad in black armor, timely stood in front of Song Zuo.

Black Rider Ghost.

Facing the oncoming barrage of steel cable arrows, Bai Laotou screamed in terror, shrinking into Black Rider Ghost's shoulder and disappearing without a trace, while the alloy steel cable segments hit Black Rider Ghost with a succession of popping sounds like frying beans, but they were unable to penetrate the ancient and dim black armor and fell powerlessly.

Passive: Spell Nightmare (Kinetic damage ineffective)

The stiff and bluish Yin Xiong silently gestured, and the scattered steel cables on the ground twisted and turned, skillfully reconnecting with each other and coiling back up on Yin Xiong's arms.

Suddenly, a blue fireball came smashing through the air. Black Rider Ghost didn't dodge or flinch but instead let out a sinister roar, swinging his black halberd and splitting the fireball directly in two.

Sparks of flame drifted off, and two halves of a bullet hit the ground. The fireball turned out to be a bullet wrapped in flame.

The shooter emerged from the alley, joining Yin Xiong's side.

He was dressed in a shiny black leather coat and high boots, with a white scarf around his neck, a Western cowboy's attire. In his coat pocket were neatly cut cigars, and he held a Desert Eagle pistol, still emitting wisps of smoke.

Another former member of the Kuang Zhuoma Expedition Squad.

Song Zuo's face showed complex emotions. This man's name was Li Haifeng. Although he only had a nodding acquaintance with Song Zuo, every time he accepted a commission from Kuang Zhuoma, he would contact him. Although the man was a bit ostentatious, he was known as a righteous person. Song Zuo hadn't expected him to die here as well.

Li Haifeng's military unit was the “Fire Eaters,” a very rare magical military unit capable of sticking explosive flames onto their weapons.

“Huh?”

It hadn't caught Song Zuo's attention before, but seeing a familiar face, he now noticed the edge of the hole in Yin Xiong's chest shimmering with a metallic luster, not easy to detect without close examination. Moreover, Yin Xiong's right hand was bloody, while his left was not. Song Zuo deduced that Yin Xiong must have stuffed something into his fatal wound himself before death.

Before Song Zuo could figure it out, a blue flame suddenly burst from Li Haifeng's fingertips. With a snap, he flicked it onto the steel cable on Yin Xiong's right arm.

With a roaring whoosh, Yin Xiong's alloy cable ignited completely, enfolding his entire arm in brilliant blue flames, an awe-inspiring spectacle.

The Black Rider Ghost's crimson eyes trembled, Spell Nightmare could ignore ordinary bullets, but it wasn't immune to the high temperature of flames. If Yin Xiong were to do it again as before, Spell Nightmare surely wouldn't be able to block it.

Sure enough, Yin Xiong's eyes widened angrily, the steel cable burst apart, and countless blue streaks like shooting stars danced around him.

“Get down!”

Song Zuo suddenly shouted. Unlike before, when the Black Rider Ghost, deaf to anything other than Li Yan's words, wouldn't have responded to Song Zuo, now he reacted swiftly, diving to the ground. Song Zuo took the opportunity to draw his pistol and fired at the metallic piece on Yin Xiong's chest. Unexpectedly, the metal block rapidly expanded and exploded in a blaze that engulfed Yin Xiong and Li Haifeng entirely.

Boom!

The blast flipped Song Zuo's body completely over.

The rolling flames soared into the sky, well over twenty feet high. Fireballs mixed with charred remnants of bodies scattered across the fields, leaving a scene of utter devastation.

The metallic piece that Yin Xiong had pushed into his abdomen, exposing just an edge, turned out to be a high-explosive grenade.

By the time Song Zuo sat up again, Yin Xiong and Li Haifeng were reduced to ashes.

The Black Rider Ghost seemed lost, now fused with Bai Laotou, he had more than enough intellect to recognize the situation but still hardly understood what had happened. Yet, Song Zuo seemed somewhat touched.

Yin Xiong had been prepared not to leave his body behind at Great Demon Lake. He had stuffed a grenade into his wound, planning to take everyone with him at the end; just why the grenade hadn't detonated sooner was unclear. Until now…

Song Zuo surveyed the scattered remains, sighing wistfully, “You guys weren't bad, it was just tough luck…”

Her white dress stained with large blotches, the girl flitted like a dandelion seed on the wind, leaping across disjointed rooftops. However, one thing was extremely odd: her hair, which used to be rose-red curls, had now turned into flaring gold.

Suddenly, she stopped, turned back, and with arms wide open, a large tuft of azure flames burst from her fingertips. A figure followed like a shadow, unflinching in the face of the flames, Han Sword slicing through the air to disperse the fireball, forcing the girl to retreat again and again.

Li Yan held the sword in one hand as A Fleeting Glimpse swept over the girl.

Super Sensitive Yak: Fourth-tier military unit

Ability: Super Sensitivity (can manipulate any level of a, b, g zombies with a limit of two; able to share and use at will the abilities of all zombies in Great Demon Lake and certain capabilities of other Yak military units. However, if the original owner of this ability dies, the abilities cannot be shared anymore, and those that require a specific weapon to use cannot be shared either.) One of the subjects of the “Endless Yak” project, fully adapted to the intense radiation of Great Demon Lake and acquired extraordinary special abilities.

Note: If I had a hundred different Yak warriors at my disposal, she would undoubtedly be a treasure, unfortunately, I do not…

— Li Senke

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