Chapter 715
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Chapter 715: The Gun Fired
This was Lin Qiye’s first time using the “Yubeng.”
It turned out that he could indeed directly harness the power of all the Huo Jin swords. Although in terms of strength, it was somewhat weaker than what the orthodox sword master, Yu Gong Qinghui, could unleash, the sheer number could compensate for this shortcoming.
After a single strike of the Water Dragon Slash severed the spider silk, the “Yubeng” in Lin Qiye’s hand also slipped from his grasp and vanished without a trace. His expression remained unchanged as he calmly placed his hand on the second Huo Jin sword at his waist.
The fifth of the nine Huo Jin swords, “Heisheng.”
In the next moment, an enormous black blade projection slashed out from Lin Qiye’s side, resembling a pitch-black steel wall that directly separated the countless strands of spider silk from Lin Qiye and the other two. Sparks flew as the spider silk and blade projection clashed, but it could never surpass it.
Unfortunately, this blade projection lasted less than three seconds before the “Heisheng” in Lin Qiye’s hand also slipped from his grip.
But those three seconds were enough.
Lin Qiye used the Night Flicker to appear directly in front of Yu Gong Qinghui and Wei Dong, spreading his palm to reveal a 50-yen coin, which he forcefully tossed into the air.
If what Wei Dong said was true, as long as he threw this coin and it landed with the chrysanthemum side facing up, they would be able to successfully leave this place.
Although Lin Qiye possessed the “Mortal Realm,” the probability of the coin landing on the chrysanthemum side was only 50%, which did not meet the conditions to activate a “miracle.” Moreover, there was no time to have Merlin intervene again; he could only rely on his luck for a gamble!
The coin flipped freely in the air and landed steadily in Lin Qiye’s palm, the chrysanthemum design facing upwards.
Before Lin Qiye could say anything, the space around the three of them instantly distorted and vanished from their original location.
……
Boom—!!
Before the black temple, a deafening explosion erupted, and surging flames danced among the remnants of the shrine. A figure in a blue robe, wielding a golden spear, charged out from the inferno.
At this moment, most of the stone statues in front of the temple had already awakened, one after another, terrifying demons regained their freedom, roaring and rushing toward the black temple. On their path, the expressions of Jia Lan and the other two were extremely grave.
The targets of these demons were all the silver spheres held by the stone statues and the three standing in front of the temple.
“They’ve all gone mad!”
The knight, gripping a Western longsword, beheaded one of the demons. His body was already covered in blood, most of it from the demons. He looked at the dozens of howling demons rushing toward him and said with a serious expression.
“They must see us as thieves trying to steal the ‘source’ and want to tear us apart,” Wu Xiangnan calmly speculated.
“What do we do now?”
“Run!” Wu Xiangnan decisively replied. “There are too many of them; the three of us can’t win in a head-on fight.”
Jia Lan slowed her pace, landing behind the two. She turned to look at the aggressively charging demons, gripping the golden spear “Tianque.” Her deep blue robe billowed in the roar of the demons as she took a deep breath and calmly said:
“You two run ahead; I’ll hold them off.”
The knight and Wu Xiangnan were taken aback. They hadn’t expected that in such a critical moment, the seemingly fragile Jia Lan would actively request to stay behind and hold off the demons. Just as they were about to say something, Jia Lan’s voice rang out again.
“Their speed is too fast. If the three of us run together, we won’t be able to shake them off. One of us has to hold them back.” Jia Lan paused. “Don’t worry; I won’t get hurt or die. I can definitely make it back safely, and… I’ve seen this kind of scene many times in the past two years.”
As her words fell, before the two could respond, Jia Lan shot out like an arrow, plunging into the roaring horde of demons with her golden spear.
“Letting a girl stay behind to hold them off isn’t the knightly way…” The knight watched as Jia Lan dove into the demon crowd, shrugged, twirled his longsword, and with a powerful push against the ground, followed Jia Lan into the fray.
Wu Xiangnan watched these two fierce individuals charge into the demon horde, his mouth twitching slightly. “Fine! You two are tough! It’s just death, right? Who’s afraid of whom?”
He muttered to himself, gripping his longsword and also charging into the chaos.
Jia Lan infused her mental energy into the “Tianque” spear and suddenly thrust it toward several demons ahead. A thick golden beam of light pierced through the void, directly reducing them to ashes.
Just as she prepared to continue her assault, black and white flashed beneath her feet. The “Tianque” spear in her hand suddenly slipped from her grasp and shot into the sky, flying off to an unknown destination.
Jia Lan was stunned.
Where did the spear go?
Why did it fly away?!
“Is it not possible to use weapons here?!”
Without her weapon, Jia Lan dodged several attacks and then rolled up her sleeves, punching down a two-meter-tall demon, shouting to the knight beside her.
“No, even in the ‘human circle,’ weapons can still be used.” The knight replied, puzzled. “Moreover, we haven’t fully entered the ‘human circle’ yet, so we shouldn’t be affected.”
“Then why did my spear fly away?!” Jia Lan asked, fuming.
“This… I don’t know either!”
Jia Lan looked at her empty hands, growing more frustrated. She simply charged directly at a demon, swinging her fists and engaging in close combat!
……
In the gray sky above.
The space twisted, and three figures emerged from the void, rapidly descending from the sky.
A strong sense of weightlessness enveloped Lin Qiye and the others.
After tossing the chrysanthemum side up, the three were directly transported to a high altitude above the ruins. Beside them was a river of aurora scattered with faint blue light, far from the ground. Falling from this height would likely mean certain death.
Of course, this was assuming Lin Qiye did not intervene.
In mid-air, Lin Qiye gently waved his hand, and a large amount of cloud energy surged beneath him, forming a cloud that safely caught the falling Yu Gong Qinghui and Wei Dong.
Wei Dong lay on the cloud, taking a deep breath. He sat up and glanced down, looking at Lin Qiye with a strange expression.
“You can wield Huo Jin swords, summon allies, use so many forbidden techniques, and now you can even ride the clouds? What exactly are you?”
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow and took out his emblem from his pocket, handing it to Wei Dong.
“I haven’t had the chance to introduce myself.” Lin Qiye paused and said, “I am Lin Qiye, the captain of the ‘Nightfall’ team, a special squad of the Dayan Night Watch, number 005.”
005?
Is this the new team established after the destruction of the “Blue Rain” team?
Upon hearing this number, Wei Dong seemed to understand something, standing up solemnly and extending his hand to Lin Qiye, where a long spear mark lay quietly in his palm.
“Member of the Xieye Society, ‘Paratrooper,’ Wei Dong.”
