Chapter 771: [582] Seventh Rank War Angel, Kill! (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)_1 Chapter 771: [582] Seventh Rank War Angel, Kill! (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)_1 The once unstoppable Holy Alliance squad suddenly encountered a major disaster.
“Er Se, Er Se… Er Se is gone. What about Bluebird?”
“Bluebird is gone too…”
Chen Junhai’s face turned dark.
One-third of the team members had vanished without a trace.
Since when were the confidential clerks of Judgement Place this formidable?
But this was supposed to be just a B-Level site… In theory, they should have been able to leave before the main forces of Judgement Place arrived for support.
But now…
The inexplicable disappearances began to weigh heavily on Chen Junhai’s expression.
“Boss, we’ve only found three boxes of data and two Sealing Objects, should we continue searching?” the masked Flathead asked.
Chen Junhai had a bad feeling and decisively said, “Retreat!”
“Clang!”
Just then.
Chen Junhai and the Flathead youth looked at each other, as if they heard a familiar sound.
Until the round metallic object bounced and rolled across the ground.
The color drained from both their faces almost at the same instant.
“Chaotically!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The explosions, which had already ceased, started up again one after another, making those who were already dizzy even more disoriented.
Everywhere, surging flames shot up from the ruins.
Walls, already in rubble, were blasted apart once more.
In an instant.
This area, occupied by members of the Holy Alliance and confidential clerks from Judgement Place, had been turned into a pit more than ten meters deep.
The explosions that lasted for more than twenty seconds finally ended.
Chen Junhai hid behind a cover.
He turned around and looked.
The Flathead youth was not far from him, his upper body already covered by the rubble, and bars as thick as arms had pierced through his body.
It was clear that he was convulsing, but soon as a significant amount of blood flowed from the rubble, the contractions gradually stopped.
Chen Junhai’s face instantly turned ashen.
He squinted his eyes behind cover.
Peering through a crack.
He saw a group of masked assassins clad in superior black body armor, completely different from any combat squad in the Federation.
It was at this moment.
Chen Junhai had overturned his previous speculations.
These people were definitely not a Federation combat squad!
The tragic scene before him was all too similar to the one when he led his team to sweep through the Federation camp.
Anger was welling up in Chen Junhai’s heart.
Before he could say anything.
A Holy Alliance youth not far away, leaning against a broken wall, roared, “Who the hell are you!!!”
“Clang! Clang!”
Bomb Hand Grenades were thrown down.
The youth that just roared was instantly bloated into a bloody mist.
Chen Junhai watched, thoroughly shocked.
The opponent’s weapons and equipment were all superior to theirs.
Damn it!
Who the hell are they!!!
Just then.
Chen Junhai tensed up, realizing that something was off, and a second later the wall he was leaning against cracked, and an immense force propelled him flying.
In the nick of time, Chen Junhai swung his war knife to hit the ground, spun three times in the air, and landed smoothly, though he still slid a few meters away.
Only then did he see that these black-armored masked assassins were burly, their presence fierce, giving off the sensation of elites among elites both in their strikes and perception.
A chill ran down Chen Junhai’s spine.
He realized that whether he could survive today was now a question!
“Swish!”
The sound of something cutting through the air came.
An icy thread surged forward.
Chen Junhai felt a great danger and let out a loud shout, his legs pushing off the ground swiftly like a swift and agile leopard.
Almost simultaneously.
The ten-man-thick wall behind him was shattered by the incoming icy thread.
Chen Junhai watched, heart pounding with fright.
If he had hesitated just a moment ago, he feared that the fragmented wall on the ground right now would have been his fate!
Chen Junhai dared not hesitate a moment longer, his figure moving rapidly among the various deep pits in the ruins.
Using the fighting of his comrades as a distraction, he evaded the entanglement of the ice thread woman assassin.
Taking advantage of the chaos, he snatched a Qiankun Bag containing two Sealing Objects from a corpse and clamped a metal box under his arm.
There wasn’t enough time to take the other metal boxes; Chen Junhai certainly didn’t want to lose his life here.
Not far away was the sound of fierce combat.
Chen Junhai crouched down, quietly burying himself in a pit, slowly placing a huge stone next to him in front of his body.
This entire area had already been sealed off.
Even if he wanted to run, there was nowhere he could escape to.
He might as well stay hidden for the time being.
He would wait until the mysterious assassins ahead had moved farther away, making it more convenient for him to flee.
One minute later…
Three minutes later…
In the fifth minute of Chen Junhai’s wait, a figure appeared not far from him.
Chen Junhai’s eyes peered through the tiny crack between the stones, sensing no one from Judgement Place or the mysterious assassins nearby.
This meant…
As long as he took care of this obstinate and isolated individual,
He would be able to make his escape.
Through the crack, he was judging the distance between himself and the other party.
Fifty meters… Thirty meters… Twenty meters…
The figure was drawing closer and closer.
Five meters…
At that moment, Chen Junhai threw a bomb hand grenade out through a gap in the side and then dodged into a deeper part of the pit.
“Bang!”
The thunderous roar of the explosion sounded instantly.
Even the massive stone slab emitted a cracking sound.
As Chen Junhai silently counted the seconds in his heart, a hand suddenly grabbed his hair and yanked him out.
Chen Junhai was dumbfounded.
What the hell?
The grenade didn’t kill this person?
He didn’t have time to think further.
He let out a furious roar.
Vitality erupted, and with the martial will of the Middle Three Realm Organ Refining Stage at full force, his arm holding the war knife swelled suddenly, slashing with a ferocious and tragic momentum at the mysterious person wearing the Ghost Face Mask!
“Crack!”
The war knife broke!
Chen Junhai’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
With his Extraordinary Fifth Rank strength, his strike would leave no one unharmed, yet the knife broke instead?
He was stunned.
His eyes met those of his opponent inadvertently.
A hand reached out abruptly.
“Into dreams.”
…
“Clatter.”
Chen Junhai’s corpse was then discarded amidst the ruins, his Qiankun Bag and the metal box now in the hands of Pei Jinye.
Bai Hu’s voice came through the earpiece.
[All Seventh Rank War Angels of Judgement Place have been deployed, you may retreat now.]
“How many came?” Pei Jinye asked calmly, extending a hand and directly annihilating a member of the Holy Alliance trying to ambush them with a beam of light.
[A Seventh Rank War Angel leading the team; the nearby Military Department is also on their way. If you want to kill him, you’d best finish the fight within ten minutes, otherwise the God Exterminating Cannon will lock onto you.] Bai Hu seemed to perceive Pei Jinye’s intention.
Pei Jinye pulled up his attribute panel.
[Pseudo God Series] Extraordinary attributes were just one piece away from synthesis to LV3 Level.
“I know.”
Pei Jinye shut off the communication, instructed the Old Gods Association’s assassins to quickly lay mines after killing everyone, and then moved swiftly.
“Swoosh!”
A sonic boom echoed in space.
A beam of light descended.
Pei Jinye’s gaze remained unchanged as he told the assassins from the Old Gods Association behind him, “You guys withdraw.”
The assassins nodded.
They vanished from the spot one after another.
“Who are you?”
The suddenly arriving War Angel asked indifferently, but before the words were complete, they came to an abrupt halt.
Clang!
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A sword was drawn!
This sword, with its formidable might, exploded fiercely without warning.
No words were exchanged.
Instantly, Pei Jinye’s sword emitted a heaven-shaking roar.
The expression of the War Angel froze in an instant!