Chapter 656
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Chapter 656: Ugliness and Redemption
On the other side.
The heavy rain poured down on the members of the Black Kill Group who were kneeling on the ground, their eyes wide open as they looked at Shen Qingzhu, who stood at the front, disbelief filling their gaze.
The group leader… what did he just say?
He wants to kill the Oracle?!
Has he gone mad?!
Opposite Shen Qingzhu, the red-robed Oracle narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
“Kill me? What audacity…”
Crack—!
Boom—!!
Before his words could finish, Shen Qingzhu swiftly raised his arm, a pitch-black gun aimed at the Oracle’s left eye, pulling the trigger.
Sparks erupted from the gun’s muzzle, and a bullet pierced through the rain curtain at an astonishing speed, shooting out!
The red glow in the Oracle’s left eye instantly constricted.
Before the bullet could touch the Oracle’s body, a point of scorching red light appeared at the bullet’s tip, rapidly melting the bullet’s body. By the time it reached the Oracle, it had softened to the consistency of clay, unable to inflict any harm.
The red-robed Oracle calmly looked at Shen Qingzhu, slowly raising his palm: “Seeking death.”
Lines of searing flames appeared in the air, the temperature around them rising rapidly. The raindrops in the air evaporated into a hazy mist before they could hit the ground, spreading across the street.
At the same time, the ground beneath the red-robed Oracle cracked inch by inch, hot magma flames surged through the fissures, rapidly extending like a crimson spider web, engulfing the entire street.
The pitch-black night sky was illuminated in fiery red, and at the center of the spider web of flames, the red-robed Oracle stood quietly, like the master of fire.
【Pure Land】Oracle No. 4, “Fire Disaster.”
The flames ignited from the ground licked at the clothing of the kneeling pedestrians, the scorching ground felt like a red-hot iron plate, roasting their bodies. They instinctively scrambled to their feet, terrified, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
The fuel tanks of several cars ignited, exploding with a roar, turning the surrounding people into fireballs. Cries of shock, wails of despair, and pleas for help echoed in the air, as if the entire human realm had descended into hell.
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
The red-robed Oracle frowned slightly, seemingly displeased with the noisy atmosphere. The red glow in his left eye spun again, and the fireballs entangling the pedestrians erupted with blinding light, engulfing their figures.
The cacophony of screams sharply diminished, replaced by the heavy thud of charred corpses falling to the ground.
Those who had gotten up later, and those fortunate enough not to have been caught by the flames, turned pale as they witnessed this scene. They looked at the man in the red robe with infinite fear in their eyes.
They gritted their teeth, trembling as they knelt back down, allowing the scorching ground to burn their palms and knees. Their bodies shook uncontrollably, tears evaporating quickly, and they endured the excruciating pain, not daring to make a sound.
To not kneel before the Oracle meant to face the same fate as those who had been burned alive.
They were created by the gods; everything they had was a gift from the gods. Faced with the messenger of the divine, they had no right to voice their own opinions.
What did it matter if it hurt?
At least they could live…
The members of the Black Kill Group were able to endure, mostly remaining on the ground. Because of this, the insides of their palms had been completely scorched, their expressions filled with immense pain, only able to let out helpless low growls.
But if this continued, the vehicles around them would eventually catch fire, and they would all perish.
Suffocating despair loomed over everyone’s hearts.
At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in their ears.
“Go.”
Akanosuke Ken and the other members of the Black Kill Group simultaneously raised their heads, looking at the figure draped in a flowing cloud cloak, calmly standing before them.
Shen Qingzhu turned his head, his gaze sweeping over them, and once again erupted with undeniable authority!
“Go!”
The pronunciation of this word had been given to him in advance by Lin Qiye, to facilitate their retreat after completing the mission. He hadn’t expected to use it here.
Shen Qingzhu’s resolute voice echoed through the street. At that moment, all the members of the Black Kill Group were stunned, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment as they looked at Shen Qingzhu.
Go?
Wouldn’t that mean they would surely be punished by the Oracle?
Why was the group leader telling them to leave?
Akanosuke Ken knelt on the ground, staring blankly at Shen Qingzhu’s back, his heart in turmoil.
To go might mean being killed by the Oracle, but to stay, when those cars exploded, they would still die…
If that’s the case, why couldn’t they trust the group leader just this once?
After all this time, when had the group leader ever harmed them?
The group leader was so wise; if he told them to go, there must be a reason!
As he watched the flames licking out from the ground, beginning to burn the nearby car, a glimmer of determination finally flashed in Akanosuke Ken’s eyes. He suddenly stood up and roared at the members of the Black Kill Group behind him:
“Listen to the group leader! We’re leaving!!”
Those members of the Black Kill Group, who had been roasted to their limits, gritted their teeth and quickly scrambled to their feet, running towards the other side of the street without looking back!
The Black Kill Group, all members retreat!
Seeing this scene, the red-robed Oracle’s gaze towards Shen Qingzhu revealed a hint of murderous intent. He raised his hand and pointed towards the direction the Black Kill Group was fleeing… Those who showed disrespect to the Oracle could never escape under his watch.
Boom—!!
Dozens of cars around them exploded simultaneously. At the same time, rolling flames erupted from the ground, like a fierce and menacing fire beast, lunging towards the fleeing members of the Black Kill Group.
Shen Qingzhu stood at the front, coldly watching the raging fire rushing towards him, gently raising his right hand…
Snap—!!
A crisp sound of a snap echoed in the air.
All the air within a kilometer radius was instantly vacuumed out!
The ferocious fire beast, along with the recently exploded car fuel tanks, fell silent in an instant, losing their air, and all the flames were extinguished in an instant.
The vacuum domain unfolded.
The fleeing members of the Black Kill Group narrowly escaped from beneath the flames, simultaneously turning back in shock to look at the figure standing alone before the Oracle. Even as a strong sense of suffocation surged in their hearts, all that remained was the joy of having survived.
They had lived through the Oracle’s grasp!
The group leader saved them!
Not only them, but those pedestrians kneeling beside the Oracle also froze for a moment in the vacuum environment, then reacted, forcing themselves to endure the discomfort and running towards the other side of the road!
A single glance from the Oracle nearly killed a person on the street.
Yet a snap from Shen Qingzhu saved them all.
This was the first time Shen Qingzhu had used 【Qi Min】 in over a year.
At the same time, a mysterious gaze pierced through the boundless void, landing around Shen Qingzhu, seemingly searching for something.
