134 Brave Niu Niu, Unafraid of Hardship

Corpses lay motionless on the ground, the painless monsters burning silently like bonfires, their eyes reflecting the figures of the invaders until death.

The flames flickered and shone brightly in the gale and blizzard.

It was like the Vermilion Bird dancing wildly in mythology.

To save trouble, the helicopter dropped White Phosphorus Bomb directly into the crowd. Pale fireworks bloomed continuously in the sky, and the scorching white powder, mixed with wind and snow, fell on the bodies of the biochemists and civilians in the Greening Base, sticking to their flesh and blood, and burning continuously.

As the toxic air permeated the air, people became increasingly dazed. Only the excruciating pain that seemed to pierce their very bones drove them to their knees in despair, constantly embracing the swirling snow. The Heavenly Ring People didn't even bother to waste a single bullet, simply enjoying their deaths.

"Blizzard of snow and fire, dancing with the sword with ease, yet we never meet in the human world."

Faced with this magnificent massacre, some samurai even composed poems, immediately reciting a haiku. "Mogami River."

The samurai on the front lines were quite excited about the battle. The killing made their adrenaline surge. The endorphins they had developed over a long period of time had turned them into destructive machines addicted to killing and destruction. After the fourth round of slashing, the samurai were ordered to enter the urban warfare phase in squads, to fight freely, and at the same time search for traces of Li Aoz and others.

Kano Asaichi was not optimistic, because according to the Ninja squad's reconnaissance, the underground biosignals had disappeared.

It appears that the first round of bombing achieved its intended effect.

But would Li Aoz be eliminated so easily? Kano Asaichi didn't think that the man who had caused such a ruckus at the Nine Dragons Gathering and managed to escape unscathed would be such an easy target. Even though he commanded the most elite troops of the Sky Ring, he couldn't tolerate such optimistic fantasies.

Even if you don't eliminate Li Aoz, taking down the Greening Base, that eyesore organization, would be a pretty good achievement.

But Kano Asaichi knew that the Quan Xiaojiang would not allow him to give up so easily. He was determined to take this opportunity to capture Li Aoz, send him to trial in Kyoto, and then hang him, as an opportunity for the military to return to the political center.

I want to see him alive or dead.

Instead of confronting Li Aoz's mysterious army head-on, Kano chose a safer approach—to annihilate them underground, then step over the corpses at the Greening Base and slowly search underground.

After all, Sky Ring already had the information on the Greening Base, but Li Aoz didn't know the situation.

Minimize risks and unpredictability; this is the key to winning battles.

The warriors stormed into the Greening Base. Without the constraints of military discipline, the simmering bestiality within them erupted. They indiscriminately pulled the triggers on the elderly and children, watching them being torn to pieces, their organs and tissues encased in metal, their brains splattered like paste, and their bones broken and nailed to the walls.

Go to hell? The samurai arrogantly chopped off the heads of living people with a single stroke, opened their visors, and gaped open their mouths. Even tranquilizers couldn't suppress their gleeful laughter.

This is hell.

"Run! Run! I don't like being a sitting duck. Hurry up and fight back! Fighting back is what makes it fun!"

A samurai pulled a child out of a wardrobe, severed his Achilles tendon, and fired at him with his rifle while urging him to crawl away quickly, for if he crawled even a little slower, he would be hit by a bullet.

Among the older generation of [Biochemists], there were also Gamma-rank beings. After several Mobile Armor arrived, they concentrated their fire and fired several shots, leaving them half-dead. Then, they knocked them to the ground with a punch. Several Beta-rank warriors rushed up, injected them with a large amount of anesthetic, and dragged them away to the prisoner transport vehicle.

What awaits them is the experimental team from the Hojo Conglomerate.

The brutal acts continued. They seized veteran biochemists who had spent their lives planting trees, pushed them into the greenhouse garden, handed them flamethrowers, and poured gasoline on their families and students.

"Burn them, or we burn them."

The samurai joked around, and some even deliberately Tachi the hostages' bellies and buttocks with their katanas, which were covered in flammable powder. If their energy was activated even slightly, they would turn into torches.

"No!"

The old biochemist closed his eyes in anguish, torn between his beliefs and convictions and his beloved students.

"Please, please don't do this..."

The Heavenly Ring People gave him no other choice. Seeing that the biochemist was unwilling to cooperate, they immediately injected energy and set one of the women on fire.

"Ah...

The gasoline was so volatile that it engulfed her in an instant. The scorching orange flames melted and burned her skin. She screamed in agony, but her body was bound, and she could only crane her neck and scream with all her might through her burned throat.

"No, Aina! My child... Stop, stop!"

The biochemist knelt down in agony, and upon seeing the Heavenly Ring Warrior about to pour gasoline on the swaddled baby again, he immediately broke down:

"My granddaughter, please let her go!"

"I said it," the warriors said smugly, pointing to the green trees. "Either burn them, or burn them."

"Do you really want me to do this? We haven't done anything wrong!"

"What do you mean there isn't one?" A Ninja emerged from the shadows, arms crossed, leaning lazily against the wall, and said with dissatisfaction, "Your building is blocking the way."

"—That's all?"

The veteran biochemist stood frozen in place.

"That's all," the Ninja said matter-of-factly. "Let me tell you, we're not only going to burn your trees, everyone here will die, until we find Li Ao—"

Boom! A violent explosion suddenly rang out, and before the samurai could react, a Rocket Shell landed in their midst.

Bang! A shockwave and shrapnel flew everywhere, and several samurai were instantly blown to pieces and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"You scared me! Unleash a ninjutsu!"

The Ninja reacted swiftly, retreating immediately and rapidly forming hand seals. "Command the Divine Dragon to create smoke! Mist Array —Activate!"

A thick cloud of smoke suddenly burst forth, obscuring her figure. The Ninja cautiously and quickly moved to leave the battlefield. However, just as she broke through the smoke, a blade wreathed in resentful and malevolent energy struck her neck in an instant.

"Well!"

The Ninja couldn't dodge in time and her neck was immediately torn open by the blade. A fierce aura spread along her neck instantly, as if her body was chilled to the bone.

Immediately afterward, the blade tore down again. The Ninja dared not intercept it. She was a scout unit wearing a uniform but without armor. The strength and power of the opponent's weapon indicated that it was definitely at the level of a [Martial Artist].

Moreover, the weapon also carried a special kind of damage. The evil energy that had just invaded her body made her feel uncomfortable all over, and even her movements were hindered.

The Martial Artist's blade did not stop; it seemed the opponent was wearing some kind of special sight, able to see him directly through the smoke screen.

"Oh, a level 15 Ninja, wanna challenge him?"

Martial Artist spoke, he immediately unleashed another continuous screen of swords.

"In short, let's go!"

Wow, so fast!

She raised her kunai and parried and blocked repeatedly. Her martial arts skills, honed over many years, were utterly laughable, like a preschool class, in the face of her opponent's superb swordsmanship.

Too slow— the Martial Artist ripped open her thigh tendon with a single, brutal strike.

Misjudgment – the blade tore open the wound along the lines of the palm.

The block failed—the opponent punched her in the abdomen, and relying on the strength advantage of the [Martial Artist], turned around and swept his sword, easily slicing off a piece of flesh from her left arm.

She lowered her head, covered her neck, and jumped back to create distance. She immediately saw a young man dressed like a street thug, with a Grenade Launcher lying at his feet.

Where's the wallhack? Why isn't there any armor? Did this guy just come in all by himself?

"How contemptuous!" the Ninja murmured.

He held a samurai sword in one hand, his eyes burning with fierce power. Seeing that the sword had not been fatal, he immediately and without hesitation drew his submachine gun and fired a burst at himself.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat! The Ninja dodged the bullets with all her might, sneering, "You actually think you can use civilian weapons against me? That's outrageous!"

Before she could finish speaking, her keen senses were immediately overwhelmed by two powerful auras.

"—Gamma? No, just the top Beta-rank. Could it be Li Aoz!"

In that brief moment of distraction, the Street Punk across the street suddenly sprang into action, throwing a stun grenade at her and forcing her into a corner. However, the stun grenade didn't explode—upon closer inspection, the pull ring was still attached.

Oh no, I've been tricked!

The Ninja's expression changed. Once she was in the corner, the advantage of the assassin over the Martial Artist disappeared.

She threw two shuriken, one of which was dodged by her opponent, and the other was deflected with her longsword. Then, she stomped on the ground, and a ghostly phantom, like a demon or rakshasa, appeared behind her. The blade was swirling with resentful and malevolent energy, and it slashed down at her again!

Clang!

The Ninja raised her kunai to block, but the opponent's weapon seemed to awaken some evil spirit, smashing her weapon in one bite and viciously slashing at the Ninja's carotid artery, the blade penetrating into her flesh. The Street Punk slashed hard, and the blade completely severed the artery.

The Ninja immediately collapsed to the ground, clutching the wound on her neck, but she still couldn't stop her strength and life from gradually draining away. She looked at the Street Punk in front of her; a loss was a loss, and there was no need to make excuses.

He simply closed his eyes and finally pleaded helplessly, "Gu... kill me."

At least give us a quick and easy solution.

The Martial Artist ignored her request and instead tore open her armor, quickly searching her while it was still hot.

"Great!" he exclaimed excitedly. "It's jewelry equipment, +4 [Charm], Li Aoz definitely love it."

"Damn simp!"

The Ninja cursed loudly, and due to excessive blood loss, she collapsed to the ground, almost fainting from anger.

"They really know how to make a scene."

Caramel Snail glanced at the Ninja on the ground, his face dark, and slowly walked towards her.

"You bastard, what do you want to do to me?!"

The Ninja's face changed drastically, filled with terror:

"I'm almost dead, and you still want to do that to me—"

The next moment, she saw Caramel Snail kick her to the ground, then turn around with its rear end facing her face.

Squat down.

Stand up.

Squat down.

Stand up.

"How can this be allowed to end!"

Unable to bear this humiliation, the Ninja fainted instantly, her eyes rolled back, and she died.

"That feels good!" Caramel Snail pulled up his pants. "The squatting taunt is still the most aggressive."