Chapter 657
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Chapter 657: The Counterattack of the Cool Guy
The moment that gaze fell on Shen Qingzhu, his heart jolted, but he still steadied the Forbidden Ruins and did not directly interrupt the operation of [Qi Min].
Because such a short time was not enough for the members of the Black Kill Group to completely withdraw.
Although Shen Qingzhu could not understand the language of these inexplicably gathered subordinates and had never communicated with them, he could feel their genuine trust and respect for him in daily life…
Perhaps the relationship between them and himself stemmed from some inexplicable misunderstanding, but regardless, they were still his little brothers.
On Jinnan Mountain, he had already lost one of his most trusted little brothers due to his own weakness.
Now, he could not bear to watch this group of little brothers burn to death… he simply could not do it.
Even though he knew that this action might put him in a passive position, he still acted without hesitation, just as he had once annihilated the entire [Believers] for a Li Jia.
He did not care whether others thought his actions were foolish or impulsive; he did not mind…
Because he was the one who stood tall.
Even though he had been tempered by reality to be more stable and smooth, in his heart, he was still that daring, bold, and reckless Shen Qingzhu who had once snatched the emblem from the instructor and jumped into the lava to kill.
As that gaze narrowed its search range, beads of cold sweat began to form on Shen Qingzhu’s forehead. An unprecedented life-and-death crisis loomed in his heart. When he felt that the Black Kill Group had basically retreated, he immediately interrupted [Qi Min].
The air returned once more.
But that gaze was still searching for his whereabouts.
Shen Qingzhu stood motionless, like a statue, entering a state akin to Lin Qiye’s “One Two Three Wooden Man.”
The red-robed Oracle saw this scene and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he slowly walked towards Shen Qingzhu.
“You actually care so much about the lives of these ants?” The light ring in his left eye locked onto the unmoving Shen Qingzhu, and he said lightly, “To you, an invader, they should just be a group of unrelated strangers.”
Shen Qingzhu could not understand what he was saying, but he coldly replied in Chinese:
“Is this how the messenger of the divine slaughters his own people?”
The red-robed Oracle was taken aback and fell silent.
He realized he could not understand what Shen Qingzhu was saying.
He finally understood why the other party had always looked down on communicating with him…
Originally wanting to chat a bit with this invader, he now found it completely impossible, so he abandoned that idea and prepared to subdue Shen Qingzhu and take him back to [Pure Land].
He raised his hand, and a faint flame thread appeared at his fingertips, just as he was about to do something, Shen Qingzhu suddenly spoke:
“Yoshi!”
The red-robed Oracle froze again.
What was this invader doing? Did he even know Japanese?
After hesitating for a moment, he asked, “What did you say?”
Shen Qingzhu moved his lips, producing a faint sound, but the red-robed Oracle could not hear what he was saying at all.
“Can you say that again?” he frowned and stepped forward, moving closer to Shen Qingzhu in an attempt to hear his words clearly.
The corners of Shen Qingzhu’s mouth slightly lifted.
“I said… eight!”
In the next moment, his tightly clenched right fist opened, revealing a black ring quietly lying in his palm. The surface of this ring emitted a faint glow, transforming into a pitch-black blade that pierced out!
[Soul Severing Blade]!
At such a close distance, even the red-robed Oracle did not react in time as the blade had already pierced through his body!
The Soul Severing Blade specializes in severing souls.
The moment the blade pierced through the Oracle’s body, a destructive energy completely obliterated the red-robed Oracle’s soul. His eyes instantly became hollow, and his breathing ceased, like a complete walking corpse.
At this moment, Shen Qingzhu also broke free from the gaze of that mysterious presence. After confirming that the red-robed Oracle no longer had any vital signs, he let out a long sigh of relief…
This time, he had won the gamble again.
Releasing [Qi Min] was not only to save those subordinates of the Black Kill Group but also to lower the Oracle’s guard in this way. As for the final killing move, he had always held it in his palm.
Shen Qingzhu knew his actions were extremely risky, but even if he did not do this, without using the Forbidden Ruins, relying solely on the [Soul Severing Blade], he would not stand a chance against the Oracle…
Let it be a risk; after all, he was best at counterattacks in desperate situations.
He had walked this path all along.
Just as Shen Qingzhu had just breathed a sigh of relief, the red-robed Oracle, standing stiffly in the middle of the road, had the red light ring in his left eye light up again!
“Oracle No. 4 has lost its inherent soul link. The ‘Yuzhin’ system has activated temporary intelligent control, and the autonomous counterattack module is being mobilized…”
Hearing this voice, Shen Qingzhu, who was preparing to leave, suddenly froze in place.
In the next moment, a blinding fireball erupted with the red-robed Oracle at its center, illuminating a large part of the sky!
As the flames were about to engulf Shen Qingzhu, a branch broke through the ground, wrapping around him and lifting him into the sky, narrowly avoiding the earth-shattering explosion of flames.
This branch carried Shen Qingzhu far away to a rooftop, releasing him. He turned around to see a handsome young man in a floral bathrobe standing beside him.
“Thank goodness you came…” Shen Qingzhu smiled wryly.
Lin Qiye’s gaze was fixed on the red-robed figure standing in the sea of flames, a serious expression appearing between his brows.
“Don’t let your guard down. Things like the Oracle are no longer purely human. Even if their souls are obliterated, their modified bodies can still be controlled through electronic machinery.”
Shen Qingzhu turned back, glanced at the sea of flames, and sighed deeply.
“This is hardly what one would expect from a messenger of the divine… it’s simply a monster.”
…
Dotonbori.
Xiao Jin looked at Yuzuriha with a complex expression for a moment before slowly closing his eyes.
“Unless absolutely necessary, it’s best not to involve her… she’s still a child.”
“I know.”
Amamiya Haruki gripped the deep blue [Rain Collapse], staring at the yellow-robed Oracle before him. “I will do everything I can to kill him, but the key to breaking the deadlock does not lie with me, but with Yuzurihei… so you must go help him.”
“Alright, I’ll leave this to you.”
After Xiao Jin finished speaking, his figure transformed into fluttering yellow butterflies, dissipating into the air, disappearing without a trace.
Raindrops slid down the blade, and Amamiya Haruki’s hair was already damp as he faced the yellow-robed Oracle, raising the long knife in his hand once more.
