Chapter 747: Annihilate
Chapter 747: Annihilate
Chen Chuan drew his sword, letting Sigvard's body fall to the ground. He turned back and looked at Qi Qianyang, whose eyes had already turned blood-red. Qi Qianyang smiled, revealing his teeth, "You've waited long enough."
Chen Chuan raised his hand, pushing down the brim of his hat, and said calmly, "I said there's no difference."
Qi Qianyang didn't say much, as every second from this moment on was consuming his energy. He let out a loud shout, spun around, and forcefully swung his whip forward. The power on the whip propelled it forward, moving from one section to the next until it reached the tip.
Chen Chuan sidestepped, and a loud explosion erupted beside him. The spot where he had been standing a moment ago was now a large crater, almost as if a small bomb had detonated.
Ignoring the explosion, Chen Chuan sheathed his sword behind him and lunged forward, his scarf fluttering behind him.
The whip snapped back, bouncing high in the air before being pulled back swiftly by an unseen force. At this moment, it was evident that the speed of the whip's retraction matched Chen Chuan's charging figure.
Qi Qianyang's enhanced senses allowed him to clearly witness this scene. He was surprised to find that Chen Chuan's speed had surpassed what he had witnessed earlier, and soon he would realize that this enhancement wasn't limited to speed but extended to other aspects as well.
After consecutively slaying numerous opponents, Chen Chuan's resonance with his Second Self deepened. In this state of harmony with his Second Self, his strength escalated with each formidable opponent he faced.
Qi Qianyang sensed something amiss. Before Chen Chuan's arrival, he didn't have time to retract his whip, so he was forced to raise his hand to block the downward slash of the sword.
The sword could only carry a limited amount of psychic power, far less than what could be channeled through one's own body. Therefore, when infused with abundant psychic energy, blocking a weapon with bare hands wasn't a significant challenge.
Although this might consume more psychic energy, Qi Qianyang could only maintain this state for about two minutes. During this period, all his abilities were at their peak, so he didn't need to worry about the energy expenditure.
Chen Chuan's sword flashed as he unleashed a series of strikes, but Qi Qianyang blocked them all. Qi Qianyang seemed unaffected by the sword's power, and his attack speed matched Chen Chuan's. He realized this was due to the enhanced state he was in.
Seeing that his sword strikes were ineffective, Chen Chuan swiftly changed his offensive strategy. He released his sword and charged forward, employing free-fighting techniques.
Qi Qianyang, sensing his approach, swiftly spun his shoulder, whipping his arm like a whip, with a noticeable glow along the edge of his palm.
A sharp 'smack' sounded as their fists collided, and the air around them burst, sparking with psychic power. At this moment, Chen Chuan's Second Self briefly flickered, but Qi Qianyang remained unfazed. With the secret technique in effect, his altered body could withstand such force, especially with his Willful Power, which complemented the technique perfectly.
Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and he pressed his hands against Qi Qianyang's, channeling his capture power into the grip.
Qi Qianyang's expression changed as he was seized, and psychic power leaked from the point of contact, but Chen Chuan's palm also emitted a similar glow, causing a mutual dissipation. Chen Chuan pulled Qi Qianyang towards himself and punched towards his abdomen, a wave of energy rippling across his fist.
Although Qi Qianyang's power didn't affect Chen Chuan, the sheer physical force was too much for him to counter. Qi Qianyang was pulled off-balance, and he hastily released the whip handle, blocking Chen Chuan's punch with his other hand.
However, the punch was incredibly heavy, pushing his hand back and slamming it into his abdomen. The glow on his palm vanished instantly, and his palm bone cracked with a sickening crunch. The impact shook his entire body, nearly knocking him off his feet, but Chen Chuan pulled him back and struck him with a knee, sending him flying.
Chen Chuan grabbed Qi Qianyang's arm, pulled him close, and slammed him into the ground with a loud thud. He then picked up the whip that had fallen nearby and swiftly wrapped it around Qi Qianyang's neck, tightening it with all his might.
Qi Qianyang struggled, grunting in agony, but no matter how hard he tried to twist or hit, Chen Chuan's grip on the whip remained as solid as steel.
Chen Chuan had noticed earlier that Qi Qianyang was constantly expending energy, and this state couldn't last long. So, he waited patiently.
Qi Qianyang thrashed and twisted, attempting various secret techniques and powers, even trying to summon his psychic power, but to no avail. The light around his neck dissipated as Chen Chuan countered his every move with his own psychic power. All his efforts were in vain, and he could only pound and hammer the ground, creating a deep pit as grass stems and dust flew in all directions.
Two minutes passed quickly.
At this moment, Qi Qianyang's formidable power seemed to vanish, and his entire body deflated like a punctured balloon. His once-muscular frame withered, and his eyes sank deep into their sockets. In a short while, he appeared to be nothing more than a skeleton wrapped in withered flesh.
Chen Chuan exerted force with his arms, and with a crack, Qi Qianyang's head was suddenly twisted off his body and rolled away.
Only then did he release his grip, allowing the corpse-like body to fall to the ground. He straightened up and walked towards the severed head.
Qi Qianyang's face twitched, and he turned his head to face Chen Chuan. With a twisted smile, he said, "The teacher will come for you."
Chen Chuan looked down at him and replied, "If he doesn't come for me, I'll eventually go looking for him." He lifted his foot and stomped down hard, but before Qi Qianyang could say anything, his head exploded with a loud slap.
After dealing with Qi Qianyang, Chen Chuan looked into the distance and saw Brigadier General Sebil and his group leaving the area at a rapid pace. Due to their speed, they quickly became a mere dot on the horizon.
Chen Chuan reached out, attempting to grab the retreating figure.
As Brigadier General Sebil ran, he stumbled and knelt, clutching his stomach. He felt something writhing and leaping inside, tearing and gnawing at his altered organs.
It didn't stop there; the creature seemed to be trying to crawl into his brain. It was invisible, and his body's tissues seemed unable to hinder it, causing him great alarm.
He tried to use his psychic power to drive it out. If it had been the lynx, he might have been able to expel it from his body, and his injuries would have healed quickly.
However, after absorbing the power from the relic, the lynx was no longer easily suppressed by psychic power. Moreover, this attempt seemed to anger it, causing it to wreak more havoc within him.
Several others were running with Brigadier General Sebil, but at that moment, not a single person turned back, either because they didn't see or were too afraid to do so.
Brigadier General Sebil had no choice but to pump more refined blood from his heart to repair the damage. He stood up and continued running, stumbling as he went.
The bug tide was right behind him, and he couldn't afford to stop. He had to get away quickly.
Chen Chuan suspected this was the work of Chen Chuan, and based on his experience, he knew such methods had a limited range. Once he was far enough, he could break free.
Chen Chuan understood his intentions. The lynx's influence did have a range, but it might be quite extensive. Initially, it had affected several districts in the central city, and now it might have expanded even further. Given the current speed, he wasn't sure if he could endure it, and even if he did, he would still have to face the sandworm swarm.
Ignoring the man, Chen Chuan turned around and walked back a few steps to where Heros had stepped on the relic. He gave it a light kick, sending a force that caused the ground to shift, and the relic rolled out on its own.
Chen Chuan bent down and picked it up.
In the distance, the sound of flapping wings approached. Chao Ming flew towards Chen Chuan, carrying a lightweight backpack with his feet. Upon reaching Chen Chuan, he released the bag, folded his wings, and landed beside him with a chirp.
Chao Ming was clever. When the sandworm swarm appeared, he had flown off, attempting to bring Chen Chuan's backpack to him. However, due to its weight, he couldn't carry it all at once, so he used his claws and beak to untie the backpack's straps and brought the contents, which were already divided into several packages, back one by one.
Lastly, he didn't forget to bring back the now-empty backpack.
Impressed, Chen Chuan nodded. Chao Ming had done an excellent job. He knew that the backpack contained medications he would need in the future, and he didn't feel comfortable leaving them at home, so he always carried them with him. Losing this backpack was not an option.
Chen Chuan patted Chao Ming's head and took out a can of specially formulated nutrient meal from the package, feeding some to Chao Ming.
At that moment, the ground beneath them became increasingly noisy. Looking around, he saw that the surrounding land had risen to a considerable height, at least thirty to forty meters above the ground. He could now make out the features of the creature below.
It seemed to be a massive worm-like creature with hard, circular shells and bumpy wrinkles covering its body. Its body stretched and coiled for as far as the eye could see, spanning several kilometers. Beneath it were countless thick, writhing legs that slowly propelled it forward.
Chen Chuan observed it thoughtfully. He had already guessed what it was earlier, and now that he saw it, he was even more certain. With the sandworm swarm wreaking havoc, there seemed to be no need to rush away from this place.
Speaking of which, where were Xu Captain and the others? As he thought this, he sensed something and looked towards a particular direction. Several figures were swiftly approaching.
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