Chapter 13 The Last Resort

"Deploy all aerial incendiary bombs!"

Looking at the soaring flames and smoke in the distant rain, Qinglong continued to issue orders expressionlessly.

Ever since he learned about the riots in the Golden Eagle Country, he had regarded this unseen, suspected alien as a hypothetical enemy.

Numerous scientists, combined with artificial intelligence, had already analyzed his data, determining that he possessed extremely strong resistance to pressure, shock, and defense. His speed was also astonishing; the shock waves from artillery shells couldn't even keep up with him.

Especially after receiving news of the Fusang tragedy, plans to kill him were piled high on his desk.

Therefore, after Wang Zhixuan received the news from An Qisheng, the Special Operations Department quickly mobilized. In less than a day, they had hollowed out the ground, filling it with hundreds of tons of super-adhesive and molten rubber.

A single drop of that super-rubber could bear ten tons, and three grams could withstand the pulling force of a train. The molten rubber was even more impressively tough!

Combined, once someone was trapped, not to mention a humanoid creature, even a mythical dragon could never break free instantly!

Moreover, aerial incendiary bombs, once ignited, would not extinguish until all fuel was exhausted, with a maximum temperature of up to three thousand degrees!

The world's most advanced protective suits couldn't withstand such high temperatures. He refused to believe that this alien could withstand it!

Boom!

Boom!

One incendiary bomb after another fell into the fire, the ignited sparks rapidly burning, the raging fire snakes carrying smoke and dust straight into the sky, dozens of meters high. Even hundreds of meters away from the fire, one could feel the overwhelming heat.

Fire snakes, like countless chains, spread across the rubber binding Tong Zhengyang, burning fiercely.

His black clothes had already been incinerated by the high temperature.

The exposed black-red skin became increasingly bright in the billowing smoke, with even oil seeping out of the epidermis.

He could even smell the aroma of roasted meat.

Wangquan Sword!

Tong Zhengyang roared like thunder. The muscles all over his body, every large sinew, suddenly bulged, interlacing and writhing like living pythons!

On his arm, a sharp light flashed. Countless capillaries ruptured instantly, the spurting blood immediately engulfed by the high temperature.

Within his bursting arm, a point of red light ignited, tightly grasped in his palm.

In the span of a few breaths, it expanded into a long sword, more than three feet in length.

The sword was originally colorless, revealed only by blood. Once it appeared, endless sharpness spread in all directions, the instantly surging invisible chill actually suppressing the raging fire snakes and dust!

Crack, crack, crack!

Then, amidst a sound like countless snapping tendons, the burning chains binding Tong Zhengyang's body were instantly severed by the sharp energy.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Once the Wangquan Sword appeared, it trembled incessantly.

Without the binding of true qi, the sword qi was like thousands of invisible air blades, cutting through the air and Tong Zhengyang's body at the same time.

In less than a breath, Tong Zhengyang's arms, limbs, chest, abdomen, cheeks, and neck had been cut open by the invisible sharpness, blood spurting in all directions.

Especially the hand gripping the Wangquan Sword, which instantly disintegrated, the skin disappearing, becoming a charred bone claw in an instant.

But even so, he held the Wangquan Sword tightly!

Without true qi, the price of activating the Wangquan Sword was too great. Especially for some reason, the Wangquan Sword had been overly active recently.

The price he paid was too heavy.

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling.

Boom!

Tong Zhengyang stomped down, charred flesh falling from his body with a '哗哗' sound.

The scalding ground beneath the fire instantly collapsed and cracked.

Rolling gusts of wind, mixed with countless broken stones and burning viscous white liquid, rose ten meters high, like a curtain pressing in all directions, almost cutting off the flames.

The next moment, Tong Zhengyang, dripping with grease, crashed through the countless flames and smoke blocking his path.

Sword qi surged, wind and thunder accompanied his steps.

Like a trapped dragon escaping its cage!

In the rain, Juechen Daoren stood with his hands behind his back, hearing the thunderous roar, a strange color flashing in his eyes:

"This person's vitality is truly incredible..."

Juechen Daoren was very clear that, in his place, once trapped in that sea of fire,

facing the explosions, shock waves, three thousand degrees of heat, toxic smoke... this series of methods,

neither he nor Mu Longcheng would have any chance of survival.

Juechen Daoren's expression was calm, the palms of his hands under his wide sleeves trembling slightly:

"Xue Zheng, if you don't come, you'll really miss a good show!"

At the moment the sea of fire stirred, Qinglong, receiving the news in the truck, issued the second command without changing his expression:

"Initiate the second program! Thunder washes the ground!"

Dong, dong, dong~

Dozens of trucks stopped simultaneously. The green tarps covering the backs of the trucks had been torn off at some point.

In the heavy rain, dozens of trucks had hundreds of silent, robust men standing behind thick gun barrels, as silent as statues.

And at the moment Qinglong issued the order, hundreds of people moved simultaneously.

In less than a second, dozens of trucks sank together, the ground within hundreds of meters almost collapsing at the same time, mud splashing under the huge impact!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

At the same time, thick water vapor instantly rose in the torrential rain.

Countless shells broke through the layers of rain, long trails of fire cutting through the night sky, heading straight out of the fire, towards the place that had been locked onto for a long time!

Almost at the moment Tong Zhengyang rose from the ground, the first shell pierced through the rain, falling with a roar and smoke!

"Bearing the mandate of Heaven, resonating through the nine heavens, Wangquan suppresses the mountains, universally bathed in light!"

Tong Zhengyang chanted an incantation in a low voice, raising his bone-like arm.

Clang~

Endless sharpness instantly rose, the sword qi automatically emitted by the Wangquan Sword, having a channel to vent, burst forth!

An invisible sword qi rose into the air, creating a long-lasting channel in the continuous rain.

The oncoming shell was instantly split apart in the night!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In the dark, rainy night, one fireball after another bloomed like fireworks in the air.

Holding the Wangquan Sword, Tong Zhengyang's speed increased again.

In mid-air, he actually accelerated again. In less than a moment, he had crossed the raging sea of fire, the long rain curtain, heading straight towards the rising pillar of 'qi' in his sight:

"You will all die!"

"Not good! The target isn't dead!"

"He escaped!"

"He didn't die even after all that? Is he even human?"

Thousands of meters away in the rain, the faces of the crowd changed upon seeing this scene.

Even though everyone present had carried out countless difficult missions, faced the world's most hostile environments and absolute elite in combat, they couldn't help but change color upon seeing this scene.

Even though they had known that they were dealing with a non-human species, they couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Not good! He's heading for Qinglong!"

Chen Chong, a tall and burly man, changed his expression.

Tong Zhengyang was too fast, not even giving them a chance to intercept him before he rushed straight towards the main force.

Immediately, he didn't have time to say more, tapped his chest, and stepped down.

Rising into the air, flames spewed from his back, rushing towards the location of the main force.

"Chase!"

The other members of the special operations team also moved together, all flying into the rain amidst bursts of flame, giving chase.

"Qinglong, retreat quickly!"

Hearing the low roar of Longya captain Chen Chong in his headset, Qinglong didn't change his expression, sighing softly:

"He didn't die even after all this. It seems that we can only use the last program..."

"Qinglong!"

Qiu Niu's body shook.

"Take your men and retreat. Find the hostage and return to the country."

Qinglong's expression remained cold.

"You take the men and retreat. I'll stay here to execute the last program."

Qiu Niu gritted his teeth.

"You don't have the physical strength to do it. The only ones who can do it here are me and Juechen Daoren. Daoren is old, so naturally I'll do it."

Qinglong pressed the car door open, slapping Qiu Niu out of the car with a backhand:

"Go back and tell Yinglong that its calculated plan was wrong. Two programs are not enough to kill this person."

"Qinglong!"

In the heavy rain, Qiu Niu roared through gritted teeth, issuing a retreat order.

Whoosh~

Qinglong pushed the door open and stepped out, carrying a miniature nuclear warhead weighing seventy kilograms in his hand. Stepping into the rain, he issued the final command:

"The last program: die with the enemy!"

Qinglong's expression was calm, the data calculated by the artificial intelligence 'Yinglong' surfacing in his mind.

The intruder possessed unprecedentedly strong combat power. Whether it was speed, stamina, combat skills, resistance to pressure, shock, endurance, etc., he was at the peak of unprecedented strength.

Such a person was ten times more terrifying than seeing a god. Once he went on a rampage in the city, it would be an unimaginable disaster.

If he entered the country, no one in the city would be able to restrain him. At that time, even if he wanted to enter the palace to assassinate, no one would be able to stop him!

Such a huge security risk was unprecedented.

Even if everyone present died, they absolutely could not allow him to set foot in the Da Xuan Empire!

Kill him in the cradle. That was Da Xuan's first response to danger.

Beep~

While running, Qinglong's waist vibrated, and the phone rang.

Scanning the number, he hesitated for a moment and still answered it:

"Nuan Nuan, are you still not asleep?"

"Daddy, I won second prize in the math competition this time. The teachers all praised me."

"Not bad, go to sleep early."

Qinglong's eyes softened, and he replied calmly.

Then he stepped forward, throwing the phone behind him into the heavy rain.

Ten miles ahead of the convoy, Juechen Daoren stood in the rain with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for the enemy's arrival.

Under the torrential rain, his Taoist robe remained dry, not a drop of rain could get close to him.

Gradually, he vaguely saw the majestic and terrifying figure, bringing wind and thunder, coming in the raging storm.

Looking at the deviated pillar of 'qi', Tong Zhengyang, speeding forward, had blood-red eyes:

"You can't escape!"

Suddenly, his body shook, the arm that barely had any flesh on it suddenly scattered all over the ground!

The colorless long sword stained with blood suddenly shattered his arm.

Breaking free, it soared into the sky!

"No!!!"