PFC Chapter 398 Invasion (Page 12)
Chapter 398 Invasion (Page 12)
boom--! ! !
Zhang Yun, clad in black, possessed a towering, imposing figure. He wielded the God-Slaying Spear, its tip ablaze with crimson flames capable of incinerating everything, as if it were about to pierce through the entire world!
His movements appeared slow, but they contained an absolute power capable of crushing space. Wherever the spear passed, even light was distorted and swallowed up, forming a pitch-black vacuum crack!
however--
Just as the spear tip was about to pierce through [Prison Disaster]!
The pupils of the black-robed oracle number one suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, the black halo around his left eye spun wildly, and golden divine blood seeped from the corner of his eye, sliding down his pale cheek.
He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of divine blood that condensed into a strange rune in the void!
"Damn bastards!!!"
His voice was no longer mechanically cold, but filled with hysterical rage, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair!
"Prison Realm—Open!!!"
Om-! ! !
In an instant, the entire world seemed to be forcibly rewritten by some supreme law!
Suddenly, everything went black before Zhang Yun's eyes, and the surrounding space shattered like glass before reforming!
When he could see clearly again, he was no longer above Tokyo, but found himself in an endless, dark world—
The Prison Realm!
There is no sky, no earth, only endless darkness and floating skeletons.
Crimson chains descended from the void, each chain entwined with wailing souls, their mournful cries echoing in all directions.
The air was thick with an aura of decay and despair, as if time itself had stood still.
Directly in front of Zhang Yun, the figure of the black-robed divine oracle slowly appeared.
At this moment, he was no longer the pathetic figure who had been driven to the brink of despair. Instead, he was suspended high in the void, surrounded by black chains, and the black halo around his left eye had expanded to cover his entire eye socket, like the entrance to an abyss!
"Now……""
A sinister smirk curled at the corner of his mouth, his voice seeming to emanate from the deepest hell—
"This is my turf!"
Before the words were even finished, the entire prison area suddenly erupted in chaos!
Countless chains, like venomous snakes, shot out from the darkness, instantly wrapping around Zhang Yun's limbs, neck, and even the God-Slaying Spear!
Every chain was frantically devouring his power, trying to drag him into eternal damnation!
The shrieks of the dead transformed into a tangible mental shock, tearing his will apart!
Darkness was creeping, as if some indescribable terror was awakening!
however--
Faced with all this, Zhang Yun simply raised his head slowly, a wildly arrogant smile spreading across his lips.
"That's it?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it sent shivers down the spine of the entire prison!
"Do you think……"
"Pull me in..."
"Am I the one who's trapped?"
"Or is it yourself?!"
...
Clang——!
A clear, resonant sound of a blade pierced the battlefield. Uncle Kyosuke drew the [Rainbow] sword from his back and tossed it behind him without even looking.
"then!"
Haruki Amamiya raised his hand to catch the sword, and the moment the blade touched his hand, a torrential downpour suddenly descended!
Within a radius of 100 meters, countless raindrops floated in mid-air, each reflecting the sharp glint of a blade.
"【Rainbeng】..." Haruki Amamiya's pupils contracted slightly as his fingertips traced the winding rain patterns on the blade. "As expected, it can only unleash its true power in your hands."
Uncle Kyosuke didn't turn around, he just waved casually.
He slowly gripped the hilt of the [Black Rope] sword with his right hand. The jet-black longsword emitted an excited tremor, and the dark red patterns wrapped around the blade undulated like blood vessels.
"I'll take care of number 3."
A lazy smile played on his lips, but his eyes were sharp as knives.
The sequined suit fluttered in the strong wind, and the withered rose on the lapel suddenly shattered, its dried petals falling between the two of them—
Swish!
The white robe of No. 3 [Military Disaster] suddenly turned into a blur!
"The cycle of Yin and Yang."
A cold voice came from all directions, and the white-robed figure left dozens of afterimages in the air.
The Tai Chi formation beneath his feet instantly unfolded, and as the black and white fish swam, the metal throughout the battlefield began to twist and deform—
The streetlights rose from the ground, transforming into eighteen-foot spears!
The car's frame was reassembled and turned into a series of crossbow bolts!
The steel bars of the building were pulled out, forming a torrent of ten thousand swords!
Uncle Kyosuke merely chuckled softly, and the [Black Rope] slowly emerged three inches from its sheath—
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, the first three flying swords were severed.
"After all these years..." He took a step forward, the gleam of his blade staining the night like ink, "you still only know this one move?"
Number 3 appeared in the center of the Tai Chi formation, his white robe fluttering even without wind: "Enough to kill you."
"is it?"
Kyosuke suddenly accelerated!
His figure was split into three during the charge—
The figure on the left wielded a sword and thrust it upwards, the sword's momentum like a dragon emerging from the sea!
The figure on the right spun around and slashed horizontally, the blade flashing like a rotating moon!
The true form suddenly appeared behind Number 3, and the [Black Rope] was fully drawn!
"【Black Rope - Broken Void】!"
The pitch-black blade of light tore through the Tai Chi formation, and the Yin-Yang fish let out a mournful cry!
Number 3 dodged quickly, but half of his white robe was still cut off, revealing his mechanically constructed right arm.
"Interesting." Number 3 sneered, wiping the blood from his cheek. "But what did you think...?"
He suddenly clasped his hands together!
"All soldiers return to their origin!"
All the suspended weapons instantly merged, transforming into a halberd that spanned the heavens and the earth!
Black and white energy swirled around the halberd blade as it slashed down with the force to crush mountains!
Uncle Kyosuke looked up at the massive halberd hurtling down on him, and suddenly burst into laughter:
"That's decent!"
The moment the black rope collided with the giant halberd—
The ground within a radius of one kilometer collapsed with a deafening roar!
Countless raindrops were shaken into mist!
The two figures passed each other at the center of the explosion!
...
boom--!
Garan's fist tore through the air, carrying a dazzling golden light of [Immortal], and crashed towards the location of No. 7 [Insect Plague] like a falling meteor!
Wherever her fist passed, deep furrows were plowed into the ground, and the pebbles were crushed into dust by the golden light before they could even fly!
"Found you, you bug!"
Her golden pupils locked onto the white-robed figure in the shadows, and her punches suddenly accelerated!
however--
Swish!
Number 7's figure suddenly blurred and transformed into countless nanomechanical insects that scattered and fled!
The swarm of insects emitted a teeth-grinding buzz as they reformed in the air into seven indistinguishable figures.
The compound eyes beneath the mask glowed red, forming a continuous line, like some kind of evil constellation.
"It's useless..." Seven Number 7s spoke simultaneously, their voices carrying the cold, trembling quality unique to machines, "My swarm..."
boom!
Suddenly, a deafening gunshot rang out in the distance!
Shen Qingzhu's sniper rifle spat out azure flames, and the specially made god-slaying bullets spun through the battlefield, accurately hitting the third number 7 on the left between the eyebrows!
The figure instantly exploded into a swarm of insects, but the other six clones retreated simultaneously!
"Tsk." Shen Qingzhu clicked her tongue, smoke rising from the muzzle of the gun. "It really is fake."
He knelt on one knee on the broken wall 300 meters away, his black trench coat billowing in the gale.
Holding a gun in his right hand, his left hand suddenly spreads its five fingers and points towards the sky—
Boom!
The compressed air cannon exploded above the head of Number 7! The invisible shockwave blew away all the rubble within a ten-meter radius!
"Galan! Three o'clock!"
"Know!"
Garan's figure suddenly turned around, the golden light of [Immortal] leaving a dazzling trail of flames behind him.
When she threw her fist for the second time, her entire right arm transformed into pure light!
Number 7's true form was forced to reveal itself, and a swarm of mechanical insects, like a black tide, surged from his sleeve in an attempt to stop him.
But those nanobots that could gnaw on steel vaporized into wisps of smoke the moment they touched the golden light!
"You..." Number 7's mask cracked, and his voice finally broke into shock and anger, "How could you possibly lock onto me?!"
Shen Qingzhu coldly reloaded the gun with a second bullet, the runes on the gun lighting up one by one: "Your swarm can hide again..."
"Even the fluctuations of the soul cannot be concealed." Garan's fist pierced through the swarm of insects, and golden light surged forth!
The two, one at a distance and the other close, coordinated perfectly.
Shen Qingzhu's bullets precisely blocked No. 7's retreat, while Jialan's punches forced the opponent to expend a large amount of insect swarm defense.
...
hum-
The straight sword in Lin Qiye's hand emitted a clear, resonant hum, and the blade shone with a starlight-like glow.
He took a step forward, and a dazzling silver halo emanated from beneath his feet—the [Mortal Divine Realm] unfolded!
Pure, miraculous light poured down like flowing water, and wherever it passed, scorched earth sprouted new shoots, broken concrete healed itself, and even the dust floating in the air was coated with a layer of starlight.
"The antidote will only last three minutes," Lin Qiye said calmly and firmly. "Until then—"
His figure suddenly blurred, and the sword light transformed into a silver river!
"—I must deal with you."
Click, click...
The metal spine of No. 5 [Disease] rotated segment by segment, emitting a tooth-grinding mechanical friction sound.
A bluish-purple plague mist shot out from the elbow joint, instantly forming a swirling cloud of poison.
Countless grotesque microorganisms could be vaguely seen within the mist, greedily devouring everything they touched.
The concrete was corroded into a honeycomb-like structure!
The steel is rusting and disintegrating at a rate visible to the naked eye!
Even the few strands of Lin Qiye's hair that were scattered turned yellow and broke the moment they came into contact with the mist!
"Useless..." A synthesized, electronic laugh echoed from beneath Number 5's mask. "My new variant virus... can even infect the cells of gods..."
Lin Qiye suddenly spun around and changed direction!
The blade traced a perfect Z-shaped trajectory through the poisonous fog, and the light of miracles collided with the plague fog, producing a sizzling sound like boiling oil meeting water.
His figure flickered through the gaps in the poisonous clouds, each step landing precisely on the newly formed light patterns of the [Mortal Divine Realm]—
The first strike severed the mechanical arm spewing poisonous mist!
The second cut cleaved open the breathing valve of the protective mask!
The third strike pierces the energy core of the chest cavity!
Number 5 staggered backward, and the metal skeleton suddenly exploded with dozens of jet nozzles!
A thicker, crimson mist erupted, and this time, a distorted human face emerged from the mist, emitting a shrill scream like a baby crying!
"A variant of mental pollution?" Lin Qiye's pupils shrank sharply, but his sword strikes became even more ferocious.
The light of miracle suddenly narrowed into a beam, forming a rotating ring around him.
Those faces in the poisonous fog that tried to get close melted like burning wax figures the moment they touched the star ring!
Lin Qiye chuckled upon hearing this, and the starlight on his blade suddenly increased tenfold:
"Got you."
The blade light transformed into a rainbow piercing the sun, carrying the miraculous power to purify all things, and stabbed towards that pulsating crimson core!