Encirclement and Kill

"Within the celestial sphere, there are five immortals: Heaven, Earth, Gods, Humans, and Ghosts; and five insects: Hairy, Feathered, Shelled, Scaled, and Naked."

Among them, Earth Immortals include: earthly holy spirits, mountain gods and local deities, heavenly and earthly spiritual roots, Earth Star Taisui, and other such exotic species.

Flesh of Vision belongs to the Earth Immortal lineage among these ten categories.

The five insects are renowned for their superior physical constitutions, while the five immortals lean toward the mastery of Yanfu authority; compared to the five insects, their boost to combat capability is not significant.

Chen Jin's Flesh of Vision lineage is uniquely gifted in self-healing, recovery, and disguise, but it offers little help when it comes to head-on confrontations.

However, breaking this deadlock is not difficult; he only needs to toss out [Mo Mei] and make a tactical retreat.

Acquiring a Yanfu token from the Hundred Schools of Thought is meant to officially trigger a Yanfu event, but once the event has begun, the value of the token is no longer so critical.

Although it still possesses the special effect of commanding the Qi Mohists, Chen Jin has yet to even see a single Qi Mohist, so it is truly a bit of a white elephant.

But, Chen Jin is about to say "but."

Chen Jin will absolutely not hand over the world to those who despise him.

Just as he would never use a "Wish Stone" to safely escape Yanfu.

The surge of thoughts lasted only for an instant.

Chen Jin's gaze turned completely cold, and every expression vanished from his face.

Now, he is facing the Great Empire's top-tier mechanism kill-formation.

"Tsk, troublesome..."

These things possess astonishing strength and sturdy defenses, but in this narrow alley, their numbers and size might actually become a disadvantage—their movements are inevitably restricted, making it difficult to launch attacks simultaneously.

"Nuonuo," Chen Jin's voice was extremely low, yet his speech was rapid, "can you still move? Like just now, 'whoosh'—jump behind them, as far as you can!"

The charred, dead flesh on Nuonuo's body was shedding at an accelerated rate, with new, pale skin constantly spreading.

She seemed to understand; her small head gave a minute nod, and her gray, murky eyes looked toward the area behind the Mechanism Warrior closest to her.

At that very moment, the three Mechanism Warriors directly in front moved!

They raised their arms, their bronze barrels, thick as bowls, aimed squarely at Chen Jin.

"Hum—!"

The muffled vibration of the mechanisms even drowned out the sound of the rain! Three specialized crossbow bolts, comparable to short spears, tore through the rain curtain with shrill whistles, shooting toward Chen Jin's upper, middle, and lower paths in a triangular formation!

The speed was far beyond what a human could achieve!

There was no avoiding it!

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Jin's eyes; instead of retreating, he lunged forward! At the same time, two cold, rigid-lined handguns appeared in his hands in an instant!

Symphony of Myriad Phenomena!

Firearm Mastery: 86%!

He didn't bother to aim deliberately, relying entirely on near-instinctive muscle memory and perception to raise his arms and fire!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three crisp gunshots overlapped into nearly one, precisely striking the tips of the three crossbow bolts.

However, are the Qin Mohists' specialized bolts mere trifles? The bullets collided with them, sparking a small cluster of fire, but only causing their trajectories to deflect slightly.

One grazed past Chen Jin's ribs, tearing away a patch of skin and flesh; blood surged out instantly, only to heal just as quickly.

One flew past his scalp, severing a few strands of hair before embedding itself deep into the earthen wall behind, the tail of the bolt vibrating violently.

The last one was narrowly dodged by a side-step, the force of the bolt's passage making his cheek sting.

Just as the bolts were fired, the four warriors on the left and right sides moved as well! They bared their arm blades, closing in like giant bronze pincers, intending to mince him where he stood.

At this moment, Chen Jin was at that delicate node where his old strength had just been spent and his new strength had yet to be born, all due to dodging the bolts.

A perfect pincer attack! These cold creations possess high-level combat logic.

At the critical moment!

"Whoosh—!"

A faint sound of air being pierced rang out.

The charred "little corpse" that had been lying behind Chen Jin, seemingly devoid of life, vanished into thin air.

The next moment, Nuonuo's petite figure appeared out of nowhere behind the head of the Mechanism Warrior on the far right that was swinging its blade at Chen Jin.

She seemed unpracticed, her body tilted upon appearing, yet those pale little hands instinctively clutched the warrior's cold bronze skull.

Her sharp nails even scraped against the metal surface with a harsh, screeching sound.

This sudden interference caused the calculation core of that Mechanism Warrior to experience an extremely brief lag.

Its attack motion halted abruptly, and the red light on its head flickered irregularly as it attempted to judge the threat level of this attachment.

This pause of less than half a second was enough for Chen Jin.

His body, as if boneless, slid out from the gap that had appeared on the right side at an impossibly flexible angle.

The arm blade of the warrior on the left grazed his back, slicing a long tear through his coarse cloth garment.

Breaking out of the encirclement.

Chen Jin did not pause for a second, his dual pistols spitting tongues of fire once more.

Symphony of Myriad Phenomena: Armor-Piercing Bullets!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

This time, the bullets were aimed at the rotating, interlocking joints—the elbows, knees, and neck.

Sparks flew everywhere!

"Click!"

A teeth-grinding sound of metal grinding against metal rang out! The armored soldier's left arm movement instantly became stiff and stuttered, its swinging arm-blade losing its aim and nearly striking its own companion.

It worked!

Chen Jin's mind raced, his footwork shifting as he utilized the narrow terrain of the alleyway and the piles of debris to dodge continuously.

More arm-blades swung toward him, carrying the dull thud of tearing air.

Heavy metal feet stomped against the ground, sending stagnant water splashing.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

There was no need for a warning; the attack had already arrived.

One of the Vermilion Birds took the lead, its abdominal mechanism opening to instantly shower down a dozen "bird eggs," covering a large area around Chen Jin.

Almost the moment the whistling sound pierced the air, Chen Jin's body had already reacted.

With a lightning-fast tactical side-slide combined with a sharp, sweeping dodge, he avoided the most densely targeted area.

"Nuonuo, get down! Stay hidden!" His low shout was almost inaudible amidst the explosions, but the little girl hiding behind the broken wall immediately curled her body even tighter.

The first wave of attacks had barely landed when the second Vermilion Bird, utilizing its diving momentum, violently flapped its wings.

Those wings, composed of countless sharp, thin plates, acted like a powerful crossbow, firing dozens of cold, gleaming feather-blades!

These blade-like feathers spun, emitting a teeth-grinding whistle as they swept in from an even more treacherous angle, covering a wider range and making them harder to dodge.

Chen Jin's eyes sharpened as he performed a series of backflips.

His body flipped rapidly backward across the muddy, slippery ground with clean, precise movements, leaving the feather-blades to "thud, thud, thud" into the spot where he had been a split second before.

However, the third Vermilion Bird had already silently flown directly above him, its massive shadow engulfing him.

It did not fire crossbow bolts or flying blades; instead, it opened its mechanical beak, its internal mechanisms whirring as a point of scorching white light began to condense—

At the critical moment!

The instant Chen Jin finished his backflip and stabilized his posture on one knee, the Symphony of Myriad Phenomena pistols were already firmly in his hands!

He raised his arms, locking on!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two crisp gunshots rang out violently, rudely interrupting the metallic whistling on the battlefield.

Two armor-piercing bullets spun out from the barrels, traveling at a speed far exceeding any crossbow, and streaked toward the charging Vermilion Bird in the sky.