Innate Ability

Innate Ability

The Lighthouse Organization had been established by humanity's surviving elite after this world was destroyed by a bioweapon virus.

It had inherited countless military assets from across the planet.

Though it was short on manpower, it lacked no weapons or equipment.

Xiao Liang sat aboard a Black Hawk Helicopter, his eyes slightly closed as he sensed the Flying Yaksha.

From time to time, he issued orders for the pilot to change the direction of pursuit.

This chase had already continued for several hours.

It had to be said that the Flying Yaksha truly deserved to be called a zombie variant. Her stamina was terrifyingly powerful.

Her pair of pale wings gave her astonishing speed.

Combined with her smaller size, even high-precision radar could easily mistake her for a bird and overlook her.

One pursued while the other fled. They had now left the bounds of Big Apple City and entered a stretch of wilderness.

If Xiao Liang had not maintained a spiritual connection with her, he would have lost her long ago.

"Oh? She stopped!"

Xiao Liang abruptly opened his eyes. The spiritual radiance spilling from them startled the soldier before him.

The pilot in the front cabin turned slightly and shouted,

"Sir, storm clouds are gathering over the wilderness ahead. According to projections, there may be thunderstorms within the next two hours. Visibility will be severely limited!"

Xiao Liang frowned slightly. Sure enough, the sky ahead was thick with dark clouds, and blue-violet lightning writhed faintly within them.

It was said that when cultivators on the Sky Mist Continent broke through to the Golden Core realm, a Heavenly Tribulation would descend. It was an ordeal that made countless great cultivators pale.

Xiao Liang was only a minor Qi Refinement cultivator right now. He did not dare rush in so recklessly.

Yet through his spiritual senses, the Flying Yaksha was in the wilderness beneath those storm clouds ahead.

"Lower our altitude and search close to the ground. What are the chances of being struck by lightning?"

Xiao Liang asked. He already knew that the Lighthouse Organization possessed impressive technology.

Under the pressure of the apocalypse, its technology had even undergone a modest explosion of progress.

Artificial intelligence technology had made breakthroughs, and its raw computational power was likely comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Xiao Liang's position within the Lighthouse Organization was highly unusual at present. As long as his requests were not excessive, they would generally be approved.

"Sir, data from the base intelligence indicates that if the Black Hawk Helicopter flies at ultra-low altitude, the probability of being struck by lightning is 3.75%."

"Isn't that quite low? Descend immediately and continue the search!"

"Yes!"

The Black Hawk Helicopter rapidly descended and switched to patrol mode.

Xiao Liang stared intently at the green wilderness beneath the helicopter. With human civilization gone, the weeds across these wildlands had begun growing with savage abandon.

The gale whipped up by the helicopter's rotors sent the tall grass below surging like waves.

A tall, slender figure appeared in the wilderness below. The wings on her back flapped lightly, lifting her toes from the ground.

Her blood-red, jade-like eyes reflected the black clouds filling the sky.

It was the Flying Yaksha.

"So her spiritual energy is nearly depleted, and she is preparing to use the weather as cover to counterattack!"

Xiao Liang's eyesight was excellent. At a glance, he saw that the Corpse Demon Pill before her chest had been refined until it was almost invisible.

If their previous spiritual connection had been an intermittent stream, it had now become completely stable.

Their unobstructed spiritual connection, like a great river, crashed against itself within the sea of consciousness of Xiao Liang and the Flying Yaksha.

A mental wave filled with coldness and slaughter surged into Xiao Liang, making him grunt as though he had been punched from afar.

"With this level of spiritual strength, is she still a zombie known for physical power? A Flying Corpse truly is an existence beyond common sense!"

Xiao Liang raised a hand to wipe away the blood seeping from his nose. Without holding back, he directly used the control technique from the Spirit Zombie Refinement Art!

"Attack immediately, but do not use any high-powered weapons!"

At Xiao Liang's signal, several combat personnel aboard the Black Hawk Helicopter took out their weapons and began firing.

One combatant opened the cabin door, dragged out a heavy machine gun, and pulled the trigger. Tracer rounds whipped through the dim sky like the lash of a god.

The Flying Yaksha looked disdainfully at the incoming attack. Its power was not weak, but it was far too slow. Just as she lightly tapped her toe and was about to burst away at extreme speed, a sudden mental shock struck her sea of consciousness, making her freeze.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

A string of bullets burrowed into the Flying Yaksha's body like a swarm of hornets, bursting into a cloud of blood mist.

The impact force knocked her directly to the ground, and the Flying Yaksha let out a shriek.

That damned man was behind this!

The Flying Yaksha was enraged. Her gaze locked onto the Black Hawk Helicopter, where Xiao Liang was waving at her.

Yet moments later, Xiao Liang saw that the Flying Yaksha, whose body had been riddled with holes, had originally been pinned to the ground by the machine gun's impact.

When the helicopter passed overhead and the machine gun fire paused for a brief instant.

The Flying Yaksha slowly rose to her feet. Her wounds wriggled like living creatures, spitting out the golden bullets one after another.

After several breaths, not only had the wounds vanished, even the scars had disappeared completely.

"She inherited the super virus's regenerative ability and amplified it greatly. Can she already regenerate at superhuman speed? What terrifying vitality!"

Xiao Liang was astonished. He thought to himself, This could perhaps be considered an Innate Ability. As far as I know, other zombies do not possess this capability. After being injured, they can only slowly recover by absorbing yin energy.

But the stronger the Flying Yaksha became, the happier Xiao Liang was.

"Sir! Sir! The mutant on the ground has escaped!"

One combatant held binoculars and kept a close watch on the situation.

But to his horror, after only a brief blur, the terrifying mutant on the ground had vanished.

At that moment, the long-brewing storm arrived as expected, lightning wildly dancing through the dark sky.

Large raindrops battered the outer shell of the Black Hawk Helicopter, crackling against it.

"She hasn't escaped. She's coming for us. Hold on tight!"

Xiao Liang sensed her and immediately opened his eyes to warn them, but he was still a little too late.

The Flying Yaksha silently and swiftly rose from the ground, slashing at the machine gunner with one claw.

At the critical moment, Xiao Liang grabbed the back of the machine gunner's neck, nearly dislocating his cervical vertebrae, but successfully pulled him from the demon claw's reach.

The machine gunner swallowed hard. He had never seen such a ferocious mutant. That claw had just swept past right before his eyes.

They were long, beautiful hands, but the tearing wind they created cut painfully across the machine gunner's cheeks.

Had he not been saved, he had no doubt that his brains would have been ripped out by that claw!

Outside the cabin, the Flying Yaksha had failed to land her strike and stared coldly at Xiao Liang.

With a thought, Xiao Liang did not seize the chance to attack. Instead, he said, "You've sensed it already, haven't you? This world is not suitable for you. You cannot even find prey here!"

Although the Flying Yaksha possessed heaven-defying talent, she clearly could not understand Xiao Liang's words. Fortunately, there was a spiritual connection between them.

At such an almost face-to-face distance, the strength of that spiritual connection was unprecedented, allowing her to directly understand what Xiao Liang wished to convey.

"Come with me. You will evolve further!"

Xiao Liang raised his hand and cut open his palm. Drops of crimson blood slid down, carried by the gale as they drifted out of the cabin.

The stunning woman with pale wings tilted her head and stared expressionlessly at Xiao Liang, until several drops of blood splashed across her lovely face.

Like plum blossoms blooming amid snow.

She gently extended her slightly long tongue and licked the blood from her face like a small animal.

The little spiritual energy remaining in her body was already nearly exhausted.

It made her restless and frenzied.

The spiritual energy contained in Xiao Liang's blood made her entire body tremble.

It was this scent!

(End of Chapter)