mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 99 Counterattack
Chapter 99 Counterattack
Song Chen's Gale Wings displayed the terrifying power of a master at this moment.
His figure weaved through the attacks of three fourth-tier sea beasts, like a leaf blown by a gale, seemingly drifting aimlessly, but in reality, the trajectory of each leaf was precisely calculated.
The sea monster's claws grazed his ears and scraped his shoulders, almost tearing his flesh apart, but each time they just missed.
It wasn't luck, but the combat prediction ability of the Illusionary Eyes that allowed him to judge the trajectory, speed, and angle of the sea beast's attack before it even made a move.
The body only needs to move along the predicted "safe trajectory" to pass between blades without getting hurt.
However, his attacks have limited effectiveness against fourth-tier sea beasts.
Each time the Thunderclap Blade cuts into the scales, it can only penetrate two to three inches at most, unable to reach the internal organs and vital organs.
The damage caused by the electric arc was also withstood by the fourth-tier Qi and Blood, only causing temporary paralysis and stiffness, and could not truly seriously injure them.
Song Chen knew that things couldn't continue like this.
His vital energy and mental strength were being rapidly depleted, while the sea beasts recovered faster than he did.
He needs a stronger attack, not a slow, grinding one blow at a time, but a fatal strike.
He found an opening in the sea monsters' attack, and the Gale Wings pushed him out of the encirclement, landing him on a pile of scrap metal ten meters away.
With the Thunderclap Blade held upright in front of him, his left hand pressed against the back of the blade, and the power of lightning from the Nine Heavens Thunderclap poured into the blade from both palms at the same time, turning the entire Thunderclap Blade into pure white.
A layer of flowing lightning film condensed on the blade, as if coating the blade with liquid lightning.
As an A-level martial skill, Thunderous Annihilation Blade is not just a basic sword technique; it also comes with three deadly moves.
After breaking through to the Great Perfection realm, Song Chen had already mastered these three killing moves, which are currently his biggest trump cards.
The first killing move: Annihilation Lightning Tribulation.
The moment the Thunderclap Blade was swung, a white bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket shot out from the blade, heading straight for the sea monster in front of it.
Wherever the lightning bolt passed, the air was ionized into plasma, and the concrete on the ground was burned into a glassy substance by the high temperature.
The sea monster tried to dodge, but the lightning bolt was too fast to avoid.
The lightning bolt struck the sea monster's head. Its scales were as fragile as paper before the lightning bolt, torn apart by the intense heat and shockwave.
The sea monster's head disappeared within the lightning pillar. Its headless body swayed twice before crashing to the ground. The wound on its neck was charred black by the intense heat, but not a drop of blood flowed out.
[A fourth-tier alien beast has been killed, gaining 4,200 kill points.]
This is the most kill points Song Chen has ever gained in a single instance since the system was awakened.
Song Chen's breathing became heavy; this move had taken a huge toll.
But he didn't stop; stopping in battle meant death.
He immediately rushed towards the second sea beast. This time he didn't use his killing move, as his body couldn't withstand the continuous use.
Fortunately, the death of the first sea monster changed the atmosphere of the battlefield. The remaining two sea monsters witnessed their companion being vaporized by a pillar of lightning, and their fighting spirit cracked.
Their attacks are no longer decisive, their dodges are no longer precise, and their teamwork is no longer seamless.
Song Chen seized upon this crack.
The Gale Wings propelled him to the side of the second sea monster, and the Thunderstrike Blade slashed at its old wound from being struck by lightning.
The blade sliced into the scales charred by the electric arc, this time cutting four inches deep, not two.
An electric arc flowed along the blade, exploding within the flesh and blood. The sea monster let out a hiss and tilted its body to one side.
Song Chen didn't give it a chance to regain its balance, and the second, third, and fourth cuts landed on the same wound in succession.
Each cut was deeper and more ruthless than the last.
The sea monster's wound extended from its side to its back, and dark blue blood gushed out.
Its body began to go limp, its movements became sluggish, and its pupils began to dilate.
Song Chen's fifth stab pierced its heart.
[A fourth-tier alien beast has been killed, gaining 5,000 kill points.]
There's one left.
At this moment, the black-cloaked figure who had been watching finally moved.
He was faster than the sea beast. As a fourth-level human martial artist, he unleashed his full power, his right fist, imbued with thick blood energy, striking Song Chen's back.
The power of that punch was enough to smash through a building.
Song Chen sensed it; the battle prediction of the Illusionary Eye outlined the trajectory of the punch in his mind, targeting his back, and moving at an extremely fast speed.
This is an absolute killing move, a move that the figure in the black cloak has been holding back for a long time.
However, he clearly underestimated the agility of master-level flight techniques.
Song Chen forcibly changed the flight angle of the Gale Wings, just dodging the attack, and then quickly retreated dozens of meters.
He looked at the black figure.
"Fourth-order human, you damned traitor to the human race."
The black figure remained silent, staring in disbelief at his hands. He hadn't expected his powerful attack to miss so easily.
Then he raised his hands, spread his fingers, and black vortexes condensed at his fingertips.
Song Chen gripped the Thunderclap Blade tightly, and the electric arcs on the blade lit up again.
The black figure charged forward again, its speed astonishing. Its fists and feet were accompanied by black vortexes, and each attack carried corrosive psionic energy that would corrode anything it touched.
The ground, walls, and air were all corroded with pits by the black vortex from his fist.
Song Chen dodged, the Gale Wings allowing his body to weave between punches and kicks.
The black-clad figure was far stronger than the three sea beasts, but he gritted his teeth and refused to retreat.
The Thunderclap Blade slashed horizontally, its blade cutting into the side of the black cloak.
However, the opponent's protective qi and blood were much stronger than that of the sea beast, and the blade was deflected after cutting less than an inch.
The electric arc exploded on the body's protective qi and blood, causing only a slight numbing effect.
Song Chen knew he needed to unleash another killer move.
Take a deep breath, hold the Thunderclap Blade upright in front of you, and press the back of the blade with your left hand.
The power of lightning converged from all parts of his body into his palms. He pushed himself to the limit, and arcs of electricity lit up the blade.
The figure in the black cloak sensed the danger. He had seen this move before. He stopped attacking, took three steps back, crossed his arms, and a black vortex condensed on his arms to form a shield.
Song Chen swung his sword, but did not unleash the Destruction Lightning Tribulation.
He smiled and activated the illusionary abilities of his Illusionary Eyes.
It wasn't an attack, it was an illusion.
The figure in the black cloak saw a scene the instant the blade swung: Song Chen vanished, replaced by a white lightning bolt, as thick as a giant tree, descending from the sky and striking him squarely on the head.
That wasn't real; it was a projection of illusion from the Mystic Eyes of Illusion, which transformed Song Chen's sword intent and killing intent into a visual illusion.
But that illusion felt too real.
The figure in the black cloak instinctively raised his arms, a black vortex shield above his head, desperately defending against the non-existent pillar of lightning.
Song Chen seized the opportunity to slash at his throat.
There was no lightning, no sword energy, only the purest, sharpest, master-level sword intent condensed on the blade.
The blade sliced into the black cloak's throat, into the trachea, and into the artery.
Black blood gushed out, turning into a cloud of black mist in the air.
The figure in the black cloak widened his eyes, clutched his throat, staggered back a few steps, and then knelt on the ground.
His lips were moving, as if he wanted to say something, but only gurgling sounds came from his throat.
Song Chen stood in front of him, the Thunderclap Blade pointing at his brow.
Just one more inch forward and the battle would be over.
He won against four opponents.