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Chapter 727: The Onslaught
Chapter 727: The Onslaught
This time, Chen Chuan arrived without his packhorse and instead carried a box on his back. He set it down, opened it, and changed into the uniform of an Investigation Supervisor right there and then.
He put on two layers of cloaks and protective gloves, flexing his fingers to check the intricate patterns etched on them.
These were esoteric symbols he had drawn before his departure, but against opponents with formidable psychic power and protective gear, they might not be effective. He didn't rely solely on these measures, merely a habitual precaution.
In the end, a Fighter's true worth lies in their practical combat abilities.
After donning his gear, he put on a wide-brimmed hat. Thinking for a moment, he then took out a jade-like protective visor from the box and fastened it over his face. He grabbed the unsheathed Snow Queen Saber, gently caressed the fluttering red scarf, and headed towards the direction of the camp.
Although there was field monitoring in the area, he had a clear view through Red Fluff's field assessment. As long as he suppressed his field, he could remain undetected from a distance. However, once he left the dense forest, he would be within the line of sight of the outpost personnel, making a stealthy infiltration into the camp's interior nearly impossible.
Therefore, he didn't need to make any deliberate attempts at concealment.
As he took a step forward, he released the restrictions on his anomalous organization, allowing it to become fully active. After a few more steps, his skin grew scorching hot, and white smoke rose from his body. With his next step, a loud explosion reverberated.
The damp ground exploded, creating a deep pit, sending dirt and stones flying. The surrounding tree branches shook violently, and a figure enveloped in white mist charged forward, tearing through the air like a fired projectile, heading towards the camp.
Yang Yongcheng had already retreated to the hilltop he had crossed earlier, a safe distance away. From there, he could still observe the movements in the camp and quickly retreat into the dense forest if needed, ready to react to any situation.
Just as he steadied himself, he heard a loud explosion. This sound was familiar to him—the sonic boom created when a Fighter reached extreme speeds.
He couldn't help but glance over, and he saw a white trail cutting through the forest like a breaking wave, seemingly splitting trees and the ground in half. This white line then rushed towards the camp of the Union at an astonishing speed.
This...
He couldn't hide his shock and disbelief. He had assumed that Chen Chuan had come to investigate or make contact with someone inside, but he never expected such a seemingly crazy move.
This was a fully armed camp with robust defensive capabilities, and Chen Chuan's direct charge exceeded his imagination. Rationally, he knew this was an impossible move, yet the sheer audacity of the action sent a thrilling shiver through his entire being, and he couldn't take his eyes off the scene below.
The commotion attracted the attention of the field monitors first, but the speed was too fast. Before they could identify what it was, Chen Chuan had already reached the front of the camp, only managing to sound an alarm.
The gunners at the camp's outer outpost reacted swiftly. Sensing the anomaly, they immediately turned and aimed their Scadi long-range rifles towards the source of the sound.
However, the speed of the approaching figure far exceeded their expectations. As the forest parted to the sides, dust and sand erupted, and a streak of white mist shot into the camp.
Bang, bang, bang...
Gunshots rang out in succession, but all missed their target.
Chen Chuan stared ahead, leaning forward slightly, forming a narrow angle with the ground. The Snow Queen Saber was positioned behind him, and the cloak and red scarf were taut.
At his incredible speed, the horizontal trenches were insignificant. He leaped over them with a light touch of his toes, and the vertical trenches were easily avoided with a slight adjustment of his trajectory. Even the camouflaged obstacles on the ground were exposed by Red Fluff's display.
Up ahead, he saw the barbed wire and overlapping metal barricades. He simply pushed the Snow Queen Saber forward, effortlessly slicing through the obstacles. He had already identified the thicker barriers before his charge and avoided direct collisions.
At that moment, the machine gun fire from various positions erupted. These positions had been strategically placed to create a crossfire, sealing off every inch of space behind him.
Facing such a barrage, even with his speed, Chen Chuan couldn't avoid all the bullets. But he didn't need to. He slightly lowered his head and shielded himself with his hands. When the bullets struck his body, his innate Heart-Pounding Force reacted instinctively, and the double layer of cloaks deflected the bullets away.
Among the machine gunners, there were also Fighters assigned as marksmen. One of them didn't even glance at Chen Chuan's figure or aim; he simply closed his eyes, as if sensing something. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and pulled the trigger!
This shot perfectly predicted Chen Chuan's position. Just as the bullet was about to hit his head, Chen Chuan extended his hand, catching the armor-piercing bullet, and casually tossed the deformed bullet to the ground. At the same time, his eyes flashed with a brilliant gleam.
As Chen Chuan passed by, within a radius of 500 to 600 meters, anyone without protective gear and below the Third Limit fell to the ground, instantly losing consciousness. Even Third Limit Fighters experienced dizziness and struggled to hold onto nearby objects to keep themselves from falling, but they couldn't regain their senses for a moment.
In that instant, the nearby firepower suddenly went silent, with only sporadic sounds coming from a distance.
"Who is that?"
The alarm in the camp and Chen Chuan's approaching roar startled everyone, including Renouva and the camp's security personnel, who were trying to understand the situation.
A field domain monitor exclaimed, "Sir, that direction, it's... it's heading towards Mr. Wilhelm!"
Renouva and the others immediately focused their attention on the field domain screen, but they couldn't help but gasp.
At this moment, the intruder's presence could be detected through the field domain frequency, but their speed was too fast for the field domain to provide real-time feedback, resulting in a blurred image on the field domain screen.
Renouva didn't linger and quickly ran out of the building. He witnessed a trail as if slicing through the camp horizontally, heading straight for the gathering area of the Linaksis Federation's camp. Along the way, there were continuous explosions, and even his head and chest seemed to tremble. Everything in sight was shattered into fragments, some of which even drifted towards him.
He raised his voice and shouted into the Dimensional Token, "Activate High Authority Field Monitoring! And... Activate Taks!"
In a building within the Linaksis Federation, Wilhelm was on a shaded terrace on the second floor, sitting in a recliner and reviewing a report about the Fusion Zone. He had noticed the disturbance in the distance from the very beginning and quickly removed his sunglasses, his blue eyes fixed on that direction.
He then saw a trail cutting through the air, heading towards him, and felt a strong sense of threat that he hadn't experienced in a long time. In that instant, his body seemed to enter a state of extreme excitement, every cell alive with energy.
He stood up immediately, reached out to open a long case not far away, and took out a four-meter-long rifle from the West Continent. He effortlessly spun the long rifle with one hand.
At the same time, a faint light blue hue began to emanate from his veins beneath his skin, quickly spreading across his entire body. His blue eyes shone with a light symbolizing psychic leakage.
He gripped the rifle with both hands, and his thin body seemed to be hiding a steel-cast physique as his muscles tensed.
Since the age of five, Wilhelm had been practicing the Breath Method on the peak of Biloais. At ten, he began reciting the Book of Vanh on the Hundred Meter Holy Pillar of Goriviere. On his seventeenth birthday, he broke through the Third Limit, and subsequently, he spent day after day in the Monster Oak Garden of Moeti, honing his gunsmanship.
Every inch of his mutated tissue and every muscle fiber had been tempered through countless trials, and his mind had endured the Tribulation Trial three times. He had honed himself into a weapon approaching perfection.
He stood there with the rifle, and all around him, the servants and the entire building's security personnel fell to the ground.
With his blue eyes, he stared at the approaching enemy, and the world seemed to slow down. He saw the trail colliding with a mass of air ahead, shattering nearby obstacles and buildings. In the blink of an eye, a trail of white smoke burst forth amidst the roar, rushing towards him.
Within that trail, a flash of red light drew a perfect arc, and a gleaming saber slashed towards him.
Wilhelm swiftly raised the rifle and thrust it forward, and the surrounding air seemed to part like a wall as his body pushed through. The tip of the rifle exploded with an air burst, and this shot was nearly perfect in angle, speed, and power.
The next moment, the saber light collided with the rifle, creating a deafening boom. The building he stood on collapsed and crumbled, and the front end of the rifle instantly shattered.
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(End of Chapter)
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