Inside the spiritual world.
Fog shrouded the area, and visibility was very low.
Chung Shen-soo squinted his eyes and looked at the members of this daredevil squad.
Apart from himself, there was also Guo Shi and three other quasi-martial artists from before.
There were also three official martial artists. One was called Heavy Cannon Grenade, one was White Crane Xue Tao, and the last was Flying Dragon Sword Zhan Quan.
These three official martial artists did not have the slightest arrogance. Instead, two of them were dispirited. It was obvious that they had already gone through a Vitality Outburst as part of the dagger squad. It was like an ordinary person running ten thousand meters. If they were to run again, they would simply piss blood!
The last one was Flying Dragon Sword Zhan Quan. It was unknown where he got it from. His eyes were cold as he held an ironwood sword in his hand.
Ordinary wood was not very useful in the spiritual world. His sword was obviously passed down from his ancestors. It was unknown what special material was used to forge it. It was comparable to steel, but it was recognized by the spiritual world. Its lethality must be extraordinary.
At this moment, the eight of them were lurking on the rooftop of a residential building, overlooking a garden below.
This should be the green belt of this district. A small garden was built, and a two-meter-wide stream flowed around it. It was like an isolated island. There was also a pavilion built on it, and fitness equipment was next to it.
At this moment, this isolated island had already turned into a purgatory.
Blood and broken limbs were everywhere. Tall Horned Demons constantly patrolled back and forth, clustered around a strange oval glowing object in the middle.
This glowing object was like a mirror. From time to time, one or two tall Horned Demons would walk out of the mirror.
"Is that a wormhole?"
It was Chung Shen-soo's first time seeing a wormhole. He could not help but exclaim, "This is the wonder of creation."
"Don't sigh yet. There are forty-nine Horned Demons here. If something happens, the surrounding Horned Demons will quickly come as reinforcements …"
Heavy Cannon Grenade seemed to recall something, "But the key is not this. There is an even more powerful Sky Demon hidden in this group of Horned Demons. It is very fast, and its limbs are like blades. Otherwise, our first operation would not have failed … Brother Tan's legs were invincible in the three southeastern districts, but they were cut in half by one slash …"
"Damn it! He's basically sending us to our deaths!"
White Crane Xue Taoren mumbled to itself, "We've already gone on a mission once, and we've entered a weakened state after our Qi and blood burst. We won't be able to exert any strength for a short period of time. This is forcing us to risk our lives."
As soon as he said that, everyone fell silent.
They were all martial artists or quasi-martial artists. Although they could be considered wealthy, they had families to feed and could not ignore this threat.
Under the pressure of righteousness, even if he was unwilling, he had to put on an act and die.
This was for the sake of those who were still alive. As long as there was something in their hearts, they would not be able to escape this.
"What are you talking about? As martial artists, isn't it our responsibility to protect our country? " Guo Shi could not suppress his voice. "If more of them come out, how many people will die?"
Chung Shen-soo looked on coldly from the sidelines, secretly acknowledging the complexity of human nature. There were people like Xue Taoren who were afraid of death, and there were people like Guo Shi who were generous and heroic.
He smiled and said, "It's useless to say anything now. The key is to think about how to complete the mission … The higher-ups have already promised that once we succeed, quasi-martial artists like us will immediately receive official titles."
"Hehe … What's so good about being an official martial artist?" Xue Taoren said disdainfully, "Only you youngsters think so highly of it … It's just that there have been fewer appearances of Heavenly Demons recently. If it were the previous few times when wormholes appeared frequently, the Martialist Association would even directly promote registered members … Once you become an official martial artist and receive that treatment, do you think you'll be able to escape when you encounter missions and mandatory conscription?"
"Just like this time?"
Chung Shen-soo smiled. In fact, if he were to open the White Bone Chainmail, he could really escape if he was caught off guard.
However, this escape would not only implicate Uncle Niu and the others, but also ruin Hua Wu's obsession. The price was too high.
"There are many cases like this … Among those official martial artists, some have a few years of glory, and some die in a single mission. Who can be as lucky as Tang Long?"
Xue Taoren sighed and said, "He has the strength and fame, and took the opportunity to climb to the top of the Martialist Association … Mandatory missions won't be his turn."
He seemed to be in high spirits and was prepared to talk until the end of time. This was also considered a form of slacking.
After all, the higher-ups had policies and countermeasures.
Guo Shi could not stand it anymore and said in a deep voice, "Why are you talking about this useless stuff? Didn't you hear that the screams in the district are getting fewer and fewer? "
That meant that the survivors in this district were almost all killed.
"In this situation, there's actually no other way but to fight! Later, we'll choose a direction to rush over, destroy the wormhole, and then escape. "
One of the three quasi-martial artists, the dark, skinny, and tall one, said.
"Well said. I'll tell you the truth. I can fend off three Horned Demons." Guo Shi gritted his teeth. He was really going all out this time. Based on his strength when he almost died against two Horned Demons, he would not last more than twenty moves against three.
"Two!"
"Two!"
"One!"
The other three were even weaker than Guo Shi.
Chung Shen-soo glanced at the dark, skinny, and tall one. I didn't expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be this kind of trash. He thought about it and gave a number, "Five!"
As soon as he said that, Xue Taoren's eyes lit up. "Young friend, you're not bad. In this way, it should be about right … "
Space was limited. Forty-nine Horned Demons could not attack at the same time. Fending off so many Horned Demons was enough to create an opportunity.
No one thought that Chung Shen-soo was lying. This was something that could be verified with their lives.
"That way, you can leave the Blade Demon to me and Brother Zhan Quan." Lei Hong spoke again, "We were ambushed by the Blade Demon because we were caught off guard. It won't happen again this time. As for the mission of destroying the wormhole, I'll leave it to you, Brother Xue."
"Sigh … these old bones still have to go all out."
Xue Taoren shook his head and sighed. He knew that his plan to stall for time was not widely recognized.
After all, they were still a group of people in their twenties and thirties. They were still hot-blooded!
"Then … let's go!"
Outside the garden, eight figures pounced like tigers out of their cages.
"Protect the country, kill!"
Guo Shi shouted. His Qi and blood exploded again. Rolling Rock surged out, sending a Horned Demon flying and attracting the attention of the other two Horned Demons.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The eyes of the remaining three quasi-martialists were bloodshot. They also blocked the Horned Demons with all their might, creating an opportunity for Xue Taoren and the others.
They were so fast that they crossed the river in a single leap and arrived outside the pavilion.
Five or six Horned Demons roared and pounced.
Chung Shen-soo's eyes narrowed. Under his skin, a layer of White Bone Demon Armor that hovered between reality and illusion appeared.
White Bone Chainmail!
Even if this operation seemed to have a chance of success, it was still necessary to defend against a group of enemies.
The White Bone Chainmail could be seen and concealed at will. At this moment, it had turned into a layer of cloth-like membrane, hidden under the skin. It looked no different from before, but its defense had reached a certain extreme.
"Pitiful demon, eat my White Bone Claw!"
His shoulder moved, and his arm grew. The White Bone True Qi on his fingernails was incomparably sharp. He directly scratched the head of a Horned Demon, and five bloody finger holes appeared.
Even the three official martialists beside him seemed to be stunned.
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