PFC Chapter 349 The Terrifying Scorpio Woman! (Page 12)
Chapter 349 The Terrifying Scorpio Woman! (Page 12)
An Qingyu's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and the barrel of the tranquilizer gun in her hand was still slightly hot.
He watched helplessly as the madman Cao Yuan was enveloped in tangible black energy, each step he took leaving charred footprints on the ground.
The ghost-headed knife dragged on the ground, carving a smoky rut, and the pungent smell of molten metal permeated the mist.
"Cao Yuan!" An Qingyu called out again, her voice unusually tinged with anxiety.
The madman Cao Yuan paused slightly, his profile covered in demonic patterns appearing and disappearing in the black mist.
He slowly turned his head, his eyes, completely filled with bloodlust, devoid of any semblance of reason. His lips twisted into a grotesque arc, revealing gleaming white teeth, and a low, guttural growl escaped his throat.
An Qingyu's finger was already on the trigger, but he hesitated to press it—the dosage had already been doubled, and any further increase would likely endanger Cao Yuan's life.
In that moment of hesitation, the madman Cao Yuan suddenly let out a roar that was not human, and accelerated sharply into the depths of the mist!
"Damn it!" An Qingyu cursed under his breath and immediately gave chase. His white coat was lifted by the wind as he sped off, revealing the various strange devices hanging from his waist.
Every now and then, you step on metal fragments that are corroded and riddled with holes, making a teeth-grinding "crunch" sound.
The madman Cao Yuan ahead had completely lost his human form; black energy condensed into a hideous suit of armor that covered his entire body, and he even left afterimages as he ran.
An Qingyu could only barely track her teammates' trails by relying on the ever-extending corrosion marks on the ground and the lingering mental fluctuations in the air.
"Beep beep beep—" The life monitor on the wristwatch suddenly emitted a piercing alarm.
An Qingyu looked down and her pupils contracted sharply: Cao Yuan's heart rate had soared to 200 beats per minute and his body temperature had reached an astonishing 42 degrees Celsius!
If this continues, his body will collapse before the black energy even has a chance to backfire.
"I have to find a way..." An Qingyu gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, pulling a metal ball from his pocket. Just as he was about to activate the emergency plan, the fog ahead suddenly churned violently—the figure of the madman Cao Yuan had vanished!
An Qingyu abruptly stopped, his eyes narrowing into slits behind his glasses. He slowly raised the detector, only to see the readings fluctuate wildly, eventually pointing to...the underground?
"boom!!!"
With a deafening explosion, the ground suddenly collapsed! The madman Cao Yuan actually cleaved open the sewer cover and rushed into the city's underground pipe network system.
An Qingyu rushed to the edge, only to see a pair of blood-red eyes flashing in the darkness within the swirling black mist of the deep pit, before disappearing into the intricate network of pipes...
“This is troublesome…” An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, and the lenses reflected a three-dimensional map that looked like an underground maze.
An Qingyu took a deep breath, and the cold mist filled his lungs, calming him down a little.
He pressed the communicator, his voice trembling slightly from his rapid breathing:
“Seven Nights, the situation has changed. Cao Yuan has gone mad and is moving towards the city center…” He paused, looking at the unusually active mental fluctuation readings on the detector, “I suspect he’s been attracted there by something.”
On the other end of the communicator, Lin Qiye's fingers unconsciously tightened, the metal casing making a slight creaking sound. He turned to look at Jialan, their eyes, like autumn water beneath the Guanyin mask, also filled with worry.
"Go and meet Cao Yuan first." Lin Qiye made a decisive decision, his voice sounding somewhat muffled through the Sun Wukong mask, "He is one of our team members."
Garan nodded gently, his jade-like fingertips brushing against the longbow at his waist, the bowstring emitting a soft hum.
The two figures flashed and sped towards the city center. The purple mist along the way strangely parted to make way for them, as if it were afraid of something.
Meanwhile, at the top of the abandoned clock tower in the city center—
"Hehehe..." The Scorpio woman leaned against the broken pendulum, her scarlet fingernails rhythmically tapping the rusted metal.
She suddenly narrowed her vertical pupils, her tongue brushing across the corner of her lips:
"A little bug is coming~" The voice was so sweet it was chilling.
In the shadows, a tall man, his entire body wrapped in bandages, slowly raised his head. Through the gaps in the bandages, eerie patterns of yellow sand flowed across his exposed skin.
His hoarse voice was like a hot wind in the desert: "I'll handle it."
"No rush~" The Scorpio woman lightly leaped off the pendulum, revealing a scaly snake tail beneath her skirt.
"Let me go see which cute little one it is..." Her figure gradually disappeared into the mist, leaving only a string of chilling laughter echoing in the air.
The bandaged man—the agent of Set, the god of the yellow sand—nodded silently, his large, bandaged hand resting on the black box beside him.
Meanwhile, the madman Cao Yuan is rampaging through the underground pipes.
The black aura surrounding him corroded everything it touched; wherever he passed, metal pipes peeled off layer by layer like rotting tree bark.
Those blood-red eyes were fixed on a certain direction, as if drawn by invisible threads, frantically moving towards a spot directly beneath the clock tower...
.....
Inside a crumbling high-rise building, purple mist seeps through broken glass windows, casting an eerie glow over the entire space.
In the corner, Qin Kai leaned against the mottled wall, his Night Watch uniform already soaked in blood, dark red blood pooling on the ground.
His breathing was rapid and weak, each gasp tinged with blood, and his pale face was covered with fine beads of sweat.
秦凯
Molly knelt beside him, her hands trembling as she pressed on the worst wound in his abdomen.
Blood continued to seep from between her fingers, staining her gloves bright red.
"Captain, are you alright?" Her voice was choked with sobs. Purple mist swirled around her, but it was blocked by the faint golden light emanating from the calming talisman hanging on her chest.
Qin Kai struggled to lift his heavy eyelids; his pupils were already somewhat dilated.
"Molly...don't worry about me..." His voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.
“I’m covered in blood… Sun Luan has been manipulated… He’s extremely sensitive to blood…” She suddenly coughed violently, spitting a mouthful of blood onto Molly’s sleeve. “He’ll smell the blood… He’ll definitely come looking for us! You have to get out of here!”
“No! Captain!” Molly shook her head stubbornly, tears welling up in her eyes. She tore off her sleeve, trying to make a simple bandage for Qin Kai, but the blood quickly soaked through the fabric again.
Qin Kai used his last bit of strength to grab her wrist, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Listen to my orders!" His voice suddenly turned stern.
"You are protected by the Cleansing Talisman... this purple spiritual erosion cannot control you for the time being..." Another violent coughing fit followed. "You must escape the purple mist... and tell the higher-ups... not to send the Phoenix Squad..."
His fingernails almost dug into Molly's flesh:
"This is a conspiracy by the Church of the Ancient Gods... The Phoenix Squad has Phoenix Blood... They've prepared a forbidden artifact with a bloodline curse to target Phoenix Blood!"
Molly bit her lower lip deeply, the taste of blood filling her mouth.
Just as she was about to speak—
"boom!!!"
The entire wall suddenly exploded! Amidst flying bricks and stones, a blood-soaked figure burst through the wall.
Sun Luan—or rather, what was once Sun Luan—now had an eerie, blood-red complexion, and his eyes were completely filled with a purple light. The straight sword in his hand was stained dark red with blood, and a nauseating aura of blood swirled around its blade.
“Found…it…” Sun Luan managed to squeeze out a low, inhuman growl.
Molly reacted extremely quickly, pushing forward with both hands:
"Shock!"
An invisible shockwave erupted from her palm, deflecting Sun Luan's straight sword.
However, Sun Luan's power after being controlled far exceeded his usual strength. Although the blade grazed Qin Kai's neck, Molly herself was violently thrown away by the recoil and her back slammed heavily against the wall behind her.
"Cough..." Molly suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the warm liquid splashing onto the cold ground.
Her vision blurred, and the world before her was fragmented into pieces by the crimson and purple mist.
In the hazy light, Sun Luan's twisted figure had already raised the blood-stained blade high, and the stench emanating from the blade was so strong that it even made her smell the nauseating rust.
Just as the blade was about to strike—
"boom!"
A round, chubby figure suddenly pounced from the side!
The fat man wearing the Pigsy mask used an agility disproportionate to his size to grab Molly into his arms, and at the same time, he turned around sharply, using his broad back to meet the blood-stained blade that was slashing down.
"clang!!!"
The crisp sound of metal clashing exploded in the confined space. The expected excruciating pain did not arrive; instead, a pale golden barrier flashed around the fat man.
Sun Luan's blood-stained blade was forcefully deflected, spinning and embedding itself in the distant wall, the hilt still trembling violently.
"Oh my gosh~" came Baili Pangpang's signature exaggerated tone from under the Pigsy mask.
"That knife really hit hard!" Although he was being sarcastic, his arm around Molly was trembling slightly, clearly indicating that the blow hadn't been easy.
Before Sun Luan could react, a dark figure had already flashed behind him like a ghost. Shen Qingzhu, wearing a Tang Sanzang mask, formed hand seals and called out in a roguish tone:
"Qi Min!"
In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be sucked away, forming a vacuum vortex. Sun Luan's body was uncontrollably pulled towards the center point, and then—
"boom!!!"
Amidst the deafening explosion, the air, compressed to its limit, was suddenly released!
Sun Luan's body was blasted away like a rag doll, crashing heavily into the wall. Several visible chains of air immediately wrapped around him, binding him tightly to the wall.
"Done~" Shen Qingzhu whistled, casually removing his mask to wipe his sweat, revealing his roguish face. He turned to look at Molly, who had been helped up by Baili Pangpang, and raised an eyebrow:
"Hey, isn't this Molly? What happened to you? You look so disheveled." His tone was teasing, but his eyes swept over her wounds with concern.
“You’re Fatty’s goddess,” Shen Qingzhu gestured towards Baili Pangpang with her chin, “He was so worried about you!”
Molly felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she faced danger.
She turned to look at the round figure beside her wearing a Pigsy mask, her eyes gleaming slightly beneath the mask: "You are... Baili Pangpang?"
"No!" Baili Pangpang suddenly straightened his back, his Pigsy mask swaying comically, and his voice deliberately deep: "I am Molly's personal savior!"
A blush rose on Molly's pale face, and she was about to say something—
With a soft click, the door at the end of the corridor was suddenly pushed open. Two figures dressed in 017 squad uniforms walked in mechanically, their eyes completely filled with purple, their facial muscles stiff as puppets.
Baili Pangpang and Shen Qingzhu both changed color at the same time.
One of them raised the gong in his hand, and the ear-piercing sound waves came as if they were real!
Baili Pangpang's Pigsy mask cracked open with a "snap," and he painfully covered his ears, blood seeping from between his fingers.
"Zhengzheng's sonic attack!" Shen Qingzhu shouted, but found herself unable to move.
Another person being manipulated is staring at him with empty eyes, their fingers moving strangely like a marionette – it's muscle manipulation ability!