Chapter 669: The Mercenary Group
Chapter 669: The Mercenary Group
As Chen Chuan's whipstick swung down, his gaze followed its path. His body remained still, and in a swift motion, his left foot kicked out, colliding with the oncoming whipstick.
The whipstick cracked and shattered, but Chen's foot seemed unaffected. He maintained his momentum and continued toward the man behind the attack.
The man's pupils constricted in alarm, and he hastily crossed his arms to block the incoming kick. The force of the kick was immense, pushing his arms against his face. With a loud thud, his rushing body was abruptly halted, and a visible shockwave erupted where their bodies met.
A moment later, a loud boom echoed as the man was sent flying backward like a cannonball, crashing into a building on the street behind him.
Despite the impact, the man's temperament was remarkably resilient. In mid-air, he stretched out his hand, and his fingers dug into the nearby cement wall, creating five deep grooves as he forcefully halted his momentum. He then plummeted back to the ground with a loud thud.
He exhaled, straightened his body, and slowly raised his head, glaring fiercely at Chen Chuan in the distance. His shoulders trembled, and his sturdy arms shook slightly, causing a cloud of dust to explode from his muscular frame, exuding an air of power.
His arms were trained in a unique power technique, allowing him to block the kick without any visible damage to his body.
However, just as his body's transformed organism gathered strength and he took a step forward to launch another attack at Chen Chuan, his expression suddenly changed. His foot seemed to lose strength, as if stepping into thin air, and he stumbled forward a few steps before pitching forward. He braced himself with his arms on the ground, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the ground.
Although his arms, due to the densely transformed organism, appeared unharmed at first glance, the moment he made contact with Chen Chuan, a soft power had already infiltrated his body.
This heart power, characterized by its string-emptying nature, instantly destroyed most of the transformed organism within his body. While externally he seemed fine, internally, his body was in a state of disintegration. The concealed and delayed nature of the power technique prevented him from realizing it immediately.
Chen Chuan didn't pay further attention to the man. This individual hadn't even mastered heart power, and when Chen Chuan had used his spiritual impact earlier, it seemed like the man had some form of protection on his body. Additionally, their distance had spared him from the impact. Nevertheless, it was bold of him to engage in a head-on confrontation with Chen Chuan, demonstrating his self-assurance.
The man, unwilling to admit defeat, grunted and forcefully stood up, his body trembling and shaking as he did so. His bones creaked, making it almost impossible for him to stand straight, but he stubbornly pushed himself up. After the third attempt, his skin cracked, and fissures appeared, from which blood oozed out.
At that moment, he shuddered, as if losing strength, and collapsed onto the ground with a loud thud, raising a cloud of dust. His eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness. Blood seeped through his skin and quickly formed a large pool.
Chen Chuan took a few steps forward and looked outside. To his left stood a man with exposed arms wearing a protective suit, his skin a grayish-brown hue, and curly hair. He held five dangling flexible ropes in one hand, and his arms and exposed muscles were intertwined, exuding a wild aura.
As Chen Chuan observed him, he suddenly sensed something and sidestepped. A loud boom reverberated, and a large hole exploded in the corner of the street, revealing a deeply embedded metal pellet with the power of a cannonball. It was an impressive sight.
Chen Chuan glanced to the other side, where, less than two kilometers away, a young man stood on a slightly elevated spot. He wore windproof goggles and had piles of waist-high metal grenades beside him. At that moment, he lifted his chin and directed a provocative expression towards Chen Chuan.
In front of this man stood a robust and sturdy companion, adorned with earrings and a headscarf, seemingly responsible for cover. He held a solid black shield.
The young man reached out, picked up a grenade from his side, weighed it in his hands, spun on his heels, and swung his arms, launching another grenade towards Chen Chuan.
A piercing whistle cut through the air as the grenade rapidly enlarged in Chen Chuan's vision.
Chen Chuan merely tilted his head, allowing the grenade to fly past his head. Behind him, the sound of a wall cracking and a cloud of dust erupting filled the air.
Chen Chuan calmly spoke to the world credential, "An Dun, verify the identities of these people."
"An Dun acknowledged...
...Searching for information."
In an instant, a series of texts, images, and videos appeared on Chen Chuan's world credential.
He took a glance and realized that these individuals belonged to a mercenary group called Galarna, a well-known large-scale mercenary organization within the Thragado Confederation.
This mercenary group was more like a mercenary platform, never having a fixed number of members. However, it consistently maintained a core team of four, as shown in the video footage—three men and one woman, each with a fierce and robust presence and unique characteristics. Interestingly, none of these core members were present tonight.
At this moment, the people he saw were mostly recruited members. Perhaps because they had never moved around in Dashi or appeared on public information platforms, their specific identities were not displayed. A simple analysis suggested that they were all local mercenaries and warriors.
Among them, there was only one person who stood out—the man who threw the metal grenade. He bore a striking resemblance to Radomisi, one of the four core members, who was also renowned for his tossing technique. Radomisi's name was derived from a local hero who, according to legend, had annihilated seven types of monsters on Mount Cambana using a stone rope.
Based on the information, this man had a talented brother. If that was the case, then this man was likely the core member of this group.
So, Chen Chuan's gaze fixed on him.
The young man seemed to sense his stare, but he took it as a provocation and responded by puffing out his chest and spreading his arms, spinning in place to showcase his back and arm muscles.
Chen Chuan focused on the man ahead, took a step forward, and in the next instant, a deafening explosion erupted in the air. His figure soared towards that direction, and the billboards and glass on the street vibrated with a buzzing sound, shattering one after another. A cloud of dust rose from his path.
The burly man in front, tasked with covering his comrade, witnessed this spectacle. He roared and charged forward, raising his shield to block Chen Chuan's advance.
The surroundings rushed past Chen Chuan, and in an instant, he was right in front of the burly man. He punched the shield with a powerful blow.
The burly man's eyes widened, his veins bulging as he let out a furious roar. He blocked the punch with his shield, and with a loud 'thud,' both men abruptly halted, their feet creating a small crater in the ground as the impact sent gravel flying in all directions, pinging against the buildings like bullets.
At this moment, the burly man's arm muscles were taut, straining against his protective armor. His headband had already been torn off during the intense clash, and his forehead veins were popping out, his earrings trembling uncontrollably. Yet, he maintained his stance, appearing to have blocked the attack.
Chen Chuan retracted his fist and straightened his body, then sidestepped the man and continued walking forward.
The burly man remained motionless, but after a while, the shield cracked with a 'snap,' breaking into pieces. His body began to tremble, as if blood energy was surging within him. His face turned crimson, and after a moment, his head exploded with a loud 'bang,' and his headless corpse swayed before collapsing to the side.
The man across from him witnessed this scene, and his pupils contracted momentarily. However, he showed no sign of retreat. Instead, he began to swiftly manipulate the metal grenades by his side, not only with his hands but also with his feet, spinning his body rapidly like a phantom. Grenades rained down like a storm, and the piles of grenades by his side, almost as tall as him, quickly decreased in height. The air was filled with the sound of whooshing projectiles.
Chen Chuan tracked the trajectory of the grenades and casually extended his hand, effortlessly deflecting them.
As the man increased his speed, his accuracy seemed to suffer. Some grenades missed Chen Chuan and exploded into the buildings, creating a true cannonball-like impact. Walls and parts of buildings crumbled on both sides.
It seemed that nothing could stop Chen Chuan. The young man halted his actions and adjusted his breathing. He took a deep breath, then grabbed a single grenade, crossed his legs, leaned forward, and extended the arm holding the grenade backward while placing the other hand in front, fingers raised and pointing towards the face.
His posture was as graceful as a dance, and his muscles rippled like flowing water. After a moment, he tensed his body, spun rapidly in place as if turning dozens of circles in an instant, and then abruptly stopped, flinging the grenade forward!
With each layer of muscles transmitting the force, all the power converged onto the grenade. Even the mutated organism at the tip of his fingers participated in the exertion, and his fingertips pushed forward with flexibility. His body exhibited a posture that perfectly aligned with mechanical beauty, leaning forward in a fluid motion. In that instant, even his hair and sweat seemed to fly forward.
This throw far exceeded his previous limits, as if it had drawn out a spiritual force that converged upon the grenade. In a flash, it surged towards the front.
But the next moment, a hand extended, and the fingers snapped shut around the metal grenade. After a pause, a loud roar echoed.
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(End of Chapter)
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