"Keep going." Luo Nan indicated for Cat Eyes to continue. He did not make his move immediately. Instead, he observed Cat Eyes' situation.
Cat Eyes' self-evaluation was basically in line with reality. She belonged to the intuitive critical strike style, and she excelled in explosively killing a single target in a flash of inspiration. If he succeeded, he would be like an immortal, as if he could ignore the distance between time and space and be unpredictable. However, this method consumed a lot of energy, and the difference between the peaks and troughs was obvious. It was very difficult to achieve precise mechanical control.
Against the Rat Tide that was coming from all directions, killing a single target was like trying to put out a burning cart of firewood with a cup of water. Cat Eyes was truly lacking in the crucial aspect of sustainability.
Her first two strikes were able to kill accurately, but her third strike was a little off. Her fourth, fifth, and sixth strikes were even worse. She only managed to adjust to the seventh strike. There was about a three-second gap in between, which could be considered a rhythm of ups and downs.
After two waves of attacks, the tide of rats that surged within a hundred meters did not decrease. Instead, it increased. The pressure on Cat Eyes was as great as a mountain.
The motorcycle gang was in pursuit from behind, and He Yueyin's destructive battle could bring disaster to the fish in the moat at any time. On her side, not only did she have to ensure accuracy, she also had to ensure efficiency. All of these were things that Cat Eyes was least proficient in.
This was not a problem of attitude, nor was it a problem of ability. It was a problem of whether or not he could adapt. It was already not easy for her to maintain her rhythm.
Luo Nan noticed that the T-shirt beneath Cat Eyes' open top was already soaked with sweat in just a few short seconds. The sweat stuck to her body. If this continued, her legs would go weak before they even reached the landing pad.
This was a command error.
Luo Nan immediately reacted: "Let's adjust a bit. We'll cooperate. I'll be in charge of cleaning up the perimeter, and you'll be in charge of filling in the gaps. "
"What are you investigating?!" Cat Eyes shouted with a hoarse voice. Right now, she was nearly driven insane by the Rat Tide. She was unable to pay attention to Luo Nan's performance. She was in a nervous and focused state. Giving Luo Nan a response was giving him face.
"We don't care about the 100-meter range. No, we don't care about the 70-meter range. Just deal with the 50-70-meter range. Deal with our left flank …"
Luo Nan pulled Cat Eyes with a backhand, helping her shift her center of gravity. "The sixty to seventy meters are mine. The fifty to sixty meters are yours. You just need to deal with the ones that crash into the inner circle."
"What will you do?"
"Don't worry about me."
The memory of the structural skeleton of the Dripping Sword had already triggered Luo Nan's instincts as he spoke. Luo Nan used his instincts to drive his soul strength. Just like writing a familiar character, the Condensation Ring and the five auxiliary structures — Amplification, Acceleration, Sharpening, Explosion, and Guidance — were like six strokes that formed a complete character with a single stroke. With a single thought, a complete character was constructed.
Using the intent as a pen, one could write and draw, one could carve and one could sculpt. When used on Luo Nan, who was a precision-oriented and mentally inclined ability user, there was an exquisite and tight-knit feeling of the intent reaching the form, and the intent leaving the form.
Though the pressure on Cat Eyes was as great as a mountain right now, she was still able to sense Luo Nan's thoughts overflowing and leaving a mark in the void.
And Luo Nan chose to use three seconds as a tempo interval for the sake of matching her tempo. Within these three seconds, the structural skeletons of the fifteen Dripping Swords were engraved into the void. They absorbed the water molecules in the air, condensing into beads of water.
Just as the water droplets appeared, the micron-scale structure of the Water Drop Sword had already spread out in the void. Compared to the fifteen water droplets, there were more than five times or even ten times more!
"You …." Cat Eyes made a rare mistake in her peak state. She was only able to blow apart half the body of a mouse.
Luo Nan turned his head very keenly. "Tired?"
Just as he turned his head, fifteen blossoms of blood sprayed out at nearly the same time. They burst apart at the same time. An equal number of mice fell to the ground and twitched. Blood splashed from their pupils and brain juice flowed out.
Then came the second wave, the third wave ….
Luo Nan and the others were running with all their might. The splashing water droplets and blood basically formed an elongated arc of a fan. It was like an incorporeal blade cutting through the air. Wherever the arc of water light passed, the surging and leaping shadows of mice fell to the ground in rows.
The way they died could not be considered particularly tragic. The water droplets penetrated their brains and exploded. There was very little blood. Only the mice could be seen twitching on the ground. But such a simple way of dying had a treacherous and sinister coldness akin to a witchcraft curse.
Cat Eyes had clearly guessed the method within, but she still needed to confirm it. "The Dripping Sword?"
"Yes. The speed of this move is alright." Luo Nan responded in passing, but he was still observing and evaluating in his mind.
As they were cleaning up the mice, the motorcycle gang was constantly competing with them in hand speed. From time to time, a mist of blood would explode from within the Rat Tide. The frequency of this was extremely high. But in any case, no matter how complete the corpses of the mice that Luo Nan and Cat Eyes had dealt with earlier were, they would not explode again.
His estimations were more or less the same. Though there was a high probability that these mice were products of the Clone Virus, their corresponding abundant life force was a necessary item to form the Pressure Transfer Network. In other words, the motorcycle gang wanted live mice. Dead mice were worthless.
Luo Nan had walked the right path.
The problem was that the lethality of the Dripping Sword could not achieve immediate results when compared to the endless Rat Tide. He still had some spare energy. He could increase the frequency of the Dripping Sword. But when he thought about it carefully, there were some cumbersome details in the specific process that dragged down his attack speed.
As Luo Nan attacked in waves, he pondered. The Clone Virus mice within the Rat Tide were all physically strong. And the stronger they were, the more developed the secretion function of their glands was. The density of water molecules between their eyes, mouth, and nose was relatively higher. The temperature was also higher than the surrounding environment.
As long as his mental senses locked onto these warm and humid areas, he could directly erect the structural skeleton of the Dripping Sword. He could condense water to form a whole body, and he could directly strike the Dripping Sword into the weakest areas of the mice.
And in this way, the three auxiliary structures of range increase, acceleration, and guidance could be eliminated. It was enough as long as the sharpening and explosion effects were preserved.
Also, since this was an urgent method, the Dripping Sword would explode as soon as it was formed. There was no need to rigidly adhere to the precision and stability of the structure.
Luo Nan's thoughts spun a few times, and the structure of the Dripping Sword underwent minute changes wherever his thoughts went. Though the amount of mental energy placed on each structural skeleton was small, there was a qualitative change when they converged together.
It was like calligraphy, changing from regular script to cursive. The square and strict characters instantly flowed and danced … … Fine. Actually, the Dripping Sword, which didn't need a stable structure, was simply too cool to throw!
Luo Nan and his party ran out two hundred meters in the next half a minute. And at the same time, at least five hundred Dripping Swords were thrown out like splashing water!
The corpses of mice were thrown out in the left wing area of the squad. It didn't matter if these mice were hidden in the pipes, in the corners of the walls, in the crevices, or under the tables and chairs. But as long as they breathed, a bead of water would always appear around their faces. Then it would pierce straight into their vitals.
Luo Nan's Dripping Sword was thrown more and more casually, but the effects were getting better and better. In the end, he nearly forgot about the technique of the Dripping Sword. He just locked onto the corresponding area with his thoughts. It was like a stroke of a pen, leaving behind incomplete traces. Three seconds later, the water vapor would condense into a bead, and the bead would enter the eyes, enter the brain, and explode to claim their lives.
During this process, there were mice that would explode into a bloody mist from time to time without any warning. Their vitality was used by the biker gang to vent their pressure. But on the left wing, within the area of a hundred meters, the density of mice finally began to clearly drop. This was especially true in the area from fifty to sixty meters. Cat Eyes was there to check and fill in the gaps. This woman was getting more and more on the right track. Her performance was becoming more and more savage. The scattered mice that crashed into this area all had their heads explode. They died without a complete corpse, completely clearing out this area.
In the end, Luo Nan didn't even notify Cat Eyes. He expanded the seventy meter defensive line outward until it reached two hundred meters. At the same time, he filled in a semicircle in the direction of the right wing, forming a complete strangulation circle.
When he discovered, his thoughts stirred. When he thought about it, he drew his pen and seized his life.
It felt great, right …. But after firing a few rounds in a row, no one could escape the feeling of emptiness!
The consumption of Luo Nan's mental strength was considerable. Luo Nan remembered that he once viewed the large scale splashing of Dripping Swords as pouring milk. It wasn't without reason.
And more importantly, it was too dry and dull!
Right now, Luo Nan viewed this process in a different way. From his perspective, he was no longer hunting and killing targets. Instead, he was using his mental senses to weave a net. He was using a special form to interfere with specific areas of the material world.
These areas were where the mouths and noses of the mice drooled. The form of interference was the Dripping Sword. A specific form in a specific area formed the results he needed.
It was like a simple equation.
But looking at it this way, his overall method of interference was still clumsy. It was just a copy-and-paste method without any technical content. It was still a manual operation.
Yes, on the plane of reality, there were still three seconds of time for the water droplets to condense. It was quite annoying. Many times, Luo Nan had already succeeded. But because the water droplets had yet to condense and take form, the motorcycle gang was the first to explode their targets. Otherwise, Luo Nan's battle results would have increased by twenty to thirty percent.
"There must be a more efficient method. There must be!"
Humans were always lazy by nature. When faced with large amounts of repetitive work and repetitive problems, they would always consider using a simple method to completely solve the related problems.
Luo Nan was not an exception.
But before he could think through it thoroughly, a few rounds of Dripping Swords passed. The Rat Tide within two hundred meters of the left and right wings had become scattered and sparse, faster than he had anticipated. It was the same when he pushed further into the periphery.
Only now did Luo Nan discover that the motorcycle gang had already urged the Rat Tide to move to the side and rear. Moreover, they had pulled the team to a distance of two hundred meters. It was very clear that the other side had felt the disturbance brought about by the large amount of losses in the Rat Tide. And this disturbance was very annoying.
"It's effective!" Gaud, who was covering the rear, was able to see the direction of the Rat Tide's movement clearly through thermal imaging and other sensing equipment. He clearly let out a long breath.
But he still found it a bit hard to believe: "This kind of sweeping efficiency. How did they kill them later on … … Mr. Luo, your protective suit has entered interference mode. Did the President make a move?"
"Huh?"
Luo Nan was stunned. He subconsciously pressed his chest lightly. Sure enough, his chest armor was slightly hot. He checked the relevant records of the mission channel. Sure enough, the HexaEar had already automatically switched to the X frequency band.
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