Chapter 1314
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Chapter 1314 Leng Xuan’s Death Battle
Seeing Loki actively lunging toward him, Cold Xuan frowned.
He clearly understood that Loki had thoroughly grasped the situation he was facing.
For Cold Xuan, the only things limiting Loki were that sniper rifle and the mere five bullets remaining.
Loki abandoned his tricks and charged directly at him with half a broken body, aiming to force him to increase his firing rate.
If Cold Xuan wanted to prevent Loki from getting close, he would have to shoot early, but in doing so, the time these few bullets could buy would be drastically reduced… Should he fire to stop Loki’s approach, or choose patience, risking close combat to maximize the effectiveness of each bullet?
With just this one move, Cold Xuan, who originally held the initiative, was forced into a defensive position.
Cold Xuan’s finger hesitated on the trigger for a moment, but ultimately didn’t pull it. He remained motionless, lying prone at the top of the tower, closely watching Loki’s approaching figure.
Rather than quickly using up all his bullets and facing certain death, Cold Xuan chose to take a risk.
He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and watched through the scope as Loki rapidly closed the distance between them.
Thirty kilometers, twenty kilometers, ten kilometers, five kilometers, three kilometers…
As time passed, Loki’s form gradually restored. When he was less than two kilometers away from Cold Xuan, a cold gleam flashed in Cold Xuan’s eyes, and he suddenly pulled the trigger!
The thunderous gunshot exploded beside Cold Xuan’s ears, with two streams of blood slowly flowing from his ear canals.
A bullet whistled through the air, blasting Loki’s mid-air form into fragments that splattered in all directions.
After firing, Cold Xuan didn’t hesitate for a moment. He immediately grabbed the sniper rifle, turned and leaped from the towering building ruins, rolled half a turn in the thick yellow sand, quickly got up, and darted through the stone city ruins!
This shot once again shattered Loki’s body, forcing him to rebuild from scratch, and Cold Xuan used this opportunity to quickly distance himself, seeking the next suitable sniping position.
But Cold Xuan was ultimately just a human without forbidden powers. Even with his strong physical condition, he couldn’t run too far carrying a heavy sniper rifle. After barely creating a distance of over one kilometer, Loki’s head had already mostly regenerated, and with a flicker of movement, he rushed toward Cold Xuan like a demon!
Cold Xuan breathed heavily as he navigated through the complex terrain of ruins. He glanced behind him, his left hand reaching to the “Mobile Arsenal” at his waist, and three special grenades appeared in his grasp.
He bit off the pins and threw the three grenades nearby. Gray-blue smoke erupted, instantly engulfing half the ancient city ruins.
These grenades, also crafted by the God of Forge, had no killing power but could temporarily interfere with divine and psychic perception. During the past few years in the mist, Cold Xuan and Si Xiaonan had escaped death countless times thanks to these grenades.
It wasn’t just Si Xiaonan who had made thorough preparations to kill Loki…
Cold Xuan had done the same.
Killing Loki was nearly impossible. To completely eliminate any chance of Loki’s resurrection, they had to act separately—one poisoning Loki in Asgard, the other guarding the corpse and buying time at the “Human Circle” burial ground.
Fighting the God of Mischief to the death required complete preparation. If any part of the plan failed, it would mean utter doom.
The gray-blue smoke swallowed Cold Xuan’s figure. Loki temporarily lost sight of his target and frowned deeply.
“It seems that old fellow made quite a few treasures for you… I’m curious what price you paid to make him help you so diligently?” his voice echoed through the gray-blue smoke.
Cold Xuan didn’t respond. What answered was another thunderous gunshot!
A bullet from an unknown direction once again shattered Loki’s form, turning him into a mist of blood that dispersed.
“Found you…”
Loki, with half his head restored, quickly located Cold Xuan’s general position based on the gunshot and shot forward like a beam of light!
This time, Cold Xuan had nowhere to escape.
The gray-blue mist was broken by Loki, who now had only a head left. His gaze quickly locked onto Cold Xuan hiding behind a broken wall. His mouth opened, and countless black snakes emerged from his throat like giant hands, crashing down!
At this point, Cold Xuan had stretched his delaying tactics to the limit. He had no choice but to shoot.
He had no time to set up the heavy sniper rifle. Gritting his teeth, he held the gun with both hands as if embracing a heavy cannon, aimed at the black snake-hands above, and pulled the trigger!
Bang——!!
The fifth dark golden bullet shot out, the distorted space instantly tearing all the black snakes to pieces. This beam of light precisely penetrated Loki’s throat, shattering his remaining head into countless fragments.
At the same time, the terrifying recoil of the rifle, without the ground to absorb it, instantly turned Cold Xuan’s left shoulder into a bloody mist. He was thrown backward, crashing heavily against a protruding boulder!
Cold Xuan violently coughed up blood, his face as white as paper.
The excruciating pain contorted his features, and even his consciousness became hazy. He bit his tongue hard, barely maintaining awareness, and staggered to his feet, stumbling toward the heavy sniper rifle that had fallen not far away.
At this moment, Loki’s head was rapidly reconstructing under the weaving of black threads, also flying toward the heavy sniper rifle in front of Cold Xuan!
In the gray-blue mist, a one-armed man and a floating head raced toward the heavy sniper rifle in the center!
Cold Xuan bit down hard, breaking the revival pill hidden in his mouth. A cooling sensation instantly flooded his mind.
This revival pill, obtained from the God of Forge, could temporarily make one forget pain and unleash astonishing strength and speed.
The unprecedented clarity made him temporarily forget the pain in his body. With a sudden roll, he grabbed the sniper rifle handle a step ahead!
He let out a low roar, raised the heavy rifle again, and pressed the black barrel against Loki’s forehead, who arrived a step too late.
Loki’s eyes slightly contracted!
“Go to hell!!” Cold Xuan rarely cursed as he pulled the trigger hard!
The sixth bullet fired, instantly exploding Loki’s head into fine blood droplets that splattered on Cold Xuan’s black clothes, making him look like a man covered in blood.
The recoil instantly collapsed his bones. He groaned, and once again was thrown backward.
He crashed heavily onto the yellow sand, his severed arm continuously seeping blood, turning the sand beneath him crimson. He coughed painfully, trying to get up from the ground, but had nothing to push against.
His arm on this side, transplanted from the remains of Jormungandr of Midgard, didn’t shatter even after enduring one recoil, but it had temporarily lost all feeling, making it impossible to lift the heavy sniper rifle again.
And now, only one bullet remained in the rifle chamber. He had completely lost the ability to continue fighting.
But Loki hadn’t.
In the void before him, strands of law reconstructed Loki’s body. His head floated in the air, looking down at Cold Xuan lying in a pool of blood below, with a cold smile curling at his lips:
“Now, where can you run?”
