Chapter 621
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Chapter 621: Wood · Firepower Fortress
A rocket propelled by a long tail flame gracefully traced a trajectory through the air before crashing into the lead vehicle.
Boom—!!!
A surge of flames erupted suddenly, the rolling heat wave and the shockwave from the explosion sent two nearby cars flying, thick smoke billowed up from the bridge, and fierce flames blazed from within the vehicle, transforming it into a fireball that lay across the road.
Standing at the edge of the bridge, playing a game of “Red Light, Green Light” with that mysterious gaze, Lin Qiye couldn’t help but smile slightly at the scene.
It seemed he had guessed correctly this time.
Unlike the “mystery” of the black-eyed beauty who had been committed to a mental hospital, Mumu was not a “mystery” of this world but a being summoned from another dimension. In terms of life forms, it was different from the caregivers, and its power did not originate from the Forbidden Ruins.
This meant that even if Mumu exerted all its strength here, that mysterious gaze would not focus on it, as Mumu’s power was completely outside the other party’s monitoring range.
Mumu was unaffected by the rules of this place!
This also meant that the ancient tree demon could avoid the mysterious gaze and unleash all its power here…
Dimensional summoning was the true path!
Praise the God of Magic!
Praise Merlin!
All the underworld vehicles following that car were startled by the sudden explosion, but at their current speed, it was too late to brake; they could only continue to slam into the mummy!
“Get your weapons! Take that thing down!” one of the underworld members shouted.
The sunroofs of the cars opened simultaneously, and armed underworld members stood up, pulling triggers as blinding tongues of fire erupted, bullets surged toward Mumu!
However, when these bullets hit Mumu, it was as if they struck steel, sparking a few glimmers before being deflected entirely, causing no harm whatsoever.
Mumu tilted its head, its body swelling like a balloon, and the bandages on it expanded again, with gun barrels extending from within—submachine guns, rifles, sniper rifles, flamethrowers, grenade launchers…
In just a moment, it transformed into a three-meter-tall fortress of firepower!
All the underworld members gaped in shock, their eyes nearly popping out.
They couldn’t comprehend…
What the hell was that thing?!!
Not just them; the taxi driver who had just passed Mumu and the passenger Yuzuna were equally stunned, their jaws nearly dislocated.
The driver looked through the rearview mirror and saw the massive war mummy blocking the center of the bridge. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and even slapped himself to confirm he wasn’t dreaming, then gasped in shock.
What the hell… has this world gone mad?!
Without a second thought, he slammed the accelerator to the floor, completely disregarding any thoughts of speeding, his mind focused solely on one idea…
Get the hell out of this dangerous place!
In the back seat, Yuzuna leaned over, her eyes fixed on the chaotic battlefield behind, feeling a bit worried.
Would Brother Qiye be okay facing so many people alone?
…
Tat tat tat tat tat tat—!!!
The gun barrels on Mumu erupted with blinding flashes, bullets pouring out like a tide. It was like a fully armed mobile armory, with every kind of heavy weapon the underworld members had ever seen appearing on it.
These bullets easily covered the entire bridge, and all the underworld members standing up through the sunroofs were shot dead almost simultaneously. Several cars had their fuel tanks pierced, exploding on the spot and turning into burning scrap metal.
“Die, you bastards!!”
One car charged through the barrage, the driver ducking down, narrowly avoiding the bullets, flooring the accelerator as it crashed into the firepower fortress!
Boom—!!
The vehicle collided with the enlarged Mumu as if it had hit a steel bunker, the car crumpling under the terrifying kinetic energy before exploding!
The bandages on Mumu’s surface showed some scorch marks, but they quickly returned to normal. Mumu looked down at the car that had turned into a fireball, seemingly puzzled, unable to understand where this little thing got the courage to crash into it.
A truck would have been more reasonable.
“Mumu, you can stop now; they’re about to be wiped out,” Lin Qiye’s voice echoed in Mumu’s ears.
At the moment he heard this, the gun barrels on Mumu ceased fire, wisps of white smoke drifting from the muzzles. Its massive form deflated like a deflated balloon, shrinking back down to the size of a doll in the blink of an eye.
It turned its head, excitedly opening its arms toward Lin Qiye, who was walking over, as if asking for a hug.
Lin Qiye smiled helplessly, picked it up from the ground, patted its head, and then set it back down.
“Wait until I finish my business.”
Mumu pouted, sighed, seemingly dissatisfied with Lin Qiye’s nonchalance.
Lin Qiye, holding the black box in both hands, calmly turned to look at the bridge, which had nearly turned into a sea of flames. Most of the vehicles had been directly bombarded by Mumu, and the underworld members inside had not survived. However, a few cars were fortunate enough to have only blown out their tires, crashing into the bridge’s guardrail, with the underworld members still alive inside.
They got out of the cars, wielding machetes and firearms, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at the mummy.
“Mr. Jing! Save us!” From behind one car, an underworld member crouched beside a tire, holding a walkie-talkie, speaking frantically, “A monster appeared in the middle of the road just now, it’s covered in guns, and almost all the brothers who tracked it here have been wiped out!”
“Monster?” The voice on the walkie-talkie sounded surprised. “Is it the Huo Jin Blade Master?”
“It seems a bit like it,” the underworld member paused, “That monster has a person standing next to it, it’s the young man who jumped out of the car earlier; he might be the Blade Master.”
A human, accompanied by a monster?
On the other end of the walkie-talkie, Mr. Jing pondered.
It certainly sounded like a Huo Jin Blade Master, accompanied by a blade spirit, annihilating the entire convoy… but the problem was, among the nine Huo Jin blades, there didn’t seem to be one with the ability to use firearms?
“Hold on a bit longer; I’ll ask the family head to intervene.” After saying this, Mr. Jing fell silent.
The underworld member put away the walkie-talkie, gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, disengaged the safety on his handgun, aimed at Lin Qiye, and pulled the trigger!
Bang—!
A gunshot rang out.
Lin Qiye tilted his head slightly, easily dodging the bullet, his gaze drifting lightly to the underworld member who had fired.
His fingertips gently pressed on the black box in his hands.
Two straight blades shot out from within!
