Chapter 4
"It is... it is the World of Warcraft!" The crowd exclaimed, descending into chaos as they fled in all directions
Under the red light, Zeng Yan's originally pure demeanor became enchanting due to the illumination. At that moment, blood-red droplets suddenly fell from the ceiling of the auditorium. Curiously, Zeng Yan reached out her hand to catch them, and the bright red blood stained her fingers. Before she could comprehend the situation, a loud "bang!" echoed from above the ceiling.
As the crowd gasped, the enormous moonlight lamp on the ceiling exploded with a crackling sound, sending shards flying in all directions
In free fall, Zhao Heng performed a somersault, adjusting his posture for the dive. As he approached the magnetic flight path, he swung his right arm, and a chain glowing with green light shot out rapidly, penetrating the security system surrounding the magnetic flight path and firmly attaching itself to it
Only when she regained consciousness did she realize her perilous situation. She could only strive to calm her breath, praying that no magical beasts would discover her. However, a liquid monster finally took notice of her, hissing and screeching.
As the sound of the safety catch being released echoed, a sharp voice came from behind Zhao Heng: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Zhao Heng's heavy armored gloves originally concentrated the essences of several types of magic crystals. At the moment of clapping, they emit a type of energy that can enchant the mind, temporarily confusing the spirits of living beings within a certain range
"Just right, it saves me from running back and forth too much." Zhao Heng slightly raised his left hand, and several silver knives with multiple blades shot out from his sleeve, creating streaks of light as they flew towards the monsters in various directions. The monsters wailed as the sharp blades tore through their bodies, spilling out dark viscous liquid. The silver cores, transformed from within the monsters, were drawn towards Zhao Heng by the attraction of his armored gloves, floating towards him and landing in his palm
The beast furiously waved its claws and charged towards him, causing the entire stage to tremble with its movement
As the demon let out a low growl, foul-smelling black blood oozed out. When the blood plasma hit the ground, it bubbled profusely, clearly indicating its strong corrosive properties. The black plasma splashed towards Zhao Heng, but collided with the golden protective energy shield that automatically rose from his tattered demon-slaying robe, deflecting it aside
She moved with a grace as light as a cat, her jet-black hair suddenly tossed aside. Her cat-like eyes, under the illumination of the night lights, seemed to be veiled with a hint of melancholy. As her gaze swept across the audience, everyone felt as if their souls were drawn into her eyes, unable to escape. In a daze, upon hearing her hoarse yet enchanting voice, it was as if they were instantly transported to a mysterious realm
"The commotion you are causing is too great; I have no time to play with you anymore." Zhao Heng slowly walked up to the beast and stepped onto its belly. The hidden dagger installed in his boot sensed the beast's aura, automatically extending its blade, easily piercing through the scales that covered the beast's abdomen.
Zhao Heng, however, ignored her, pointing with his hand at the beast in the center of the stage, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth: "You big fool, look over here, yes, I am calling you, I have been looking for you for a long time!"
Gazing at the aircraft carrier suspended in the moonlight, Zhao Heng, through the Eye of the Soul, saw the scaled claws extending from behind two soldiers in the cockpit
Zhao Heng was always staring at the beast mother: "I didn't expect that not only has your intelligence evolved relatively quickly, but the number of your divisions has also increased quite well"
These magnetic channels lack physical entities, yet they facilitate Zhao Heng. The penetrating lock on his wrist is embedded with penetrating magic crystal cores from the chain head to the chain body, allowing him to avoid concerns about the magnetic channel's security system generating excessive wind force that could sweep him into the waste disposal station. He swung his left hand out again, anchoring the penetrating lock of his left hand onto another magnetic channel. Then he retracted the chain of his right hand, allowing his entire body to drift forward within it. He swung his left hand out again, anchoring the penetrating lock of his left hand onto another magnetic channel. Then he retracted the chain of his right hand, allowing his entire body to drift forward within it.
The monster rose up, let out a few long cries towards the sky, and a stream of thick black liquid shot out from its dark navel, aiming at Zhao Heng
The man turned his body, directing his gaze towards the area below the stage. With his arms crossed, he observed the chaotic scene that had already spiraled out of control. His calm expression did not resemble that of someone witnessing a terrifying murder event; rather, it appeared more akin to someone watching an exhilarating horror film. After scanning the corners of the auditorium with his blood-red pupils, he finally shifted his gaze to the massive object in the center of the stage and clapped his hands.
The wheels of modern transportation vehicles are made of special alloy materials and are coated with a layer of digital magnetic track interface. Once these vehicles enter the magnetic track, they resonate with the digital control center and proceed according to the guidance of the data flow
At this moment, Zeng Yan was so shocked by the sudden turn of events that she was at a loss for words. After being pushed aside by the bodyguard and falling onto the stage, she had not gotten back up. Although she tried hard to conceal her panic, her smooth, rounded shoulders trembled uncontrollably. She had just witnessed the scene of the bodyguard, who had been struck and was wailing in agony, being devoured by the beast, leaving her completely stunned.
The magnetic transit channel is a product that combines superconducting magnetic energy and magic crystal core technology, forming a magnetic levitation passage with astonishing defensive capabilities, capable of withstanding the impact of small nuclear bombs. The interwoven magnetic energy emits a blood-like red glow, which is why the magnetic transit channel is also referred to as the urban blood channel
Zhao Heng turned around and saw the silver-haired man, whom he had encountered at the bar earlier that day, aiming a gun at him. The gun in the man's hand was unlike ordinary firearms; its chamber was twice the size of a typical demon-slaying gun, and the irregular structure of the barrel severely compromised the aesthetic harmony of the weapon. However, the dark barrel shimmered with a peculiar black light, indicating its extraordinary nature: it was equipped with a magic crystal core.
The belly of the monster slowly expanded, its scales stretched open, revealing a dark, gaping hole from which a strange, pitch-black liquid continuously flowed. As soon as this liquid touched the ground, it transformed into something resembling soft-bodied worms, writhing and twisting. They seemed to sense the bloody provocation, writhing and rolling off the stage, quickly moving towards the panicked crowd. Anyone who came into contact with the liquid would not have time to utter a sound before their body rapidly exploded, turning into a rain of blood that vanished into the air. The liquid monsters frantically split off tentacles, surging towards the spilled blood, consuming it entirely. They seemed to sense the bloody provocation, writhing and rolling off the stage, quickly moving towards the panicked crowd. Anyone who came into contact with the liquid would not have time to utter a sound before their body rapidly exploded, turning into a rain of blood that vanished into the air. The liquid monsters frantically split off tentacles, surging towards the spilled blood, consuming it entirely. The liquid that had fed on human blood began to shimmer, and when they leaped onto a human body again, they directly adhered to it, drilling into the body through the navel. Those who were invaded by them let out a few painful cries, their eyes immediately becoming vacant, and then they turned towards others, viciously biting into their necks with their teeth, consuming their flesh and blood. The other liquid monsters that had not transformed also twisted their way towards the corpses, eager to suck up any remaining blood.
No... the last nerve of Zeng Yan completely snapped, and she screamed in despair
A massive figure slowly emerged from the debris of the moonlight lamp and the aircraft carrier, standing over three meters tall. It stepped onto the stage with heavy strides. Its eerie pupils glowed with a blue light, and its face was covered with a layer of shimmering golden scales. Blood still stained its claws, and a corner of a torn military uniform hung from it. Having just fed, it let out a satisfied roar towards the sky, revealing its sharp fangs
Zhao Heng abruptly pulled Zeng Yan, executing a flip to evade the thick liquid, and landed on the stage below. After releasing Zeng Yan, he delivered a flying kick, and the monster had no time to dodge, being sent flying once again
Under the illumination of the lights, Zeng Yan's face was exquisitely delicate, with a pair of pale green eyes that sparkled like gemstones. Coupled with her jet-black eyelashes and upturned eye corners, she exuded an air of charm, radiating a noble and mysterious aura.
Suddenly, a hand clad in black heavy armor tightly grasped the liquid monster that had been ejected from the side
Zeng Yan's bodyguard rushed out from the stage passage and leaped towards Zeng Yan. The swaying moonlight lamp finally could not hold on any longer and fell from above. The bodyguard pushed Zeng Yan aside, but due to being unable to evade in time, his legs were brutally crushed beneath it, gushing forth a large amount of blood
Guardian of Civilization? Zhao Heng slowly retreated to the edge of the rooftop. Without waiting for a response, he effortlessly leaned back and plummeted down the thousand-meter-high building. The silver-haired man beside him turned pale, and holding his gun, he rushed to the edge of the building. Watching the figure shrink to the size of a mung bean and disappear into the neon lights, he felt a surge of confusion. Was this suspicious individual escaping or committing suicide?
As if understanding his words, the monstrous beast roared, raising its claws in protest. The other liquid monsters and the humans controlled by them, as if receiving orders from the mother entity, all turned around and charged towards Zhao Heng
Looking at the straight buildings and the magnetic transit pathways weaving like a net, the silver-haired man felt a sense of dizziness: this was undoubtedly a suicidal act! Not to mention what it would be like to fall from over a thousand floors to the bottom, even the air pressure expelled by the security system of the outer layer of the magnetic transit pathways during the descent could shred him into pieces and then transport him to the recycling station. Had he encountered a madman? The silver-haired man shook his head and left this place
Who are you?" Zeng Yan looked at her savior, who had his back turned to her. His tall figure, with red hair burning like flames, made her feel very safe
The silver-haired man saw him with no reaction, frowned, and shouted: "Speak quickly! I have no patience!"
The liquid monster writhed and screamed desperately, unable to move forward even an inch. The black armored glove gripping it suddenly turned bright red, heat instantly spreading throughout the liquid monster's body. It seemed as if it were being burned, letting out a piercing scream of agony before turning to ashes. A flash of silver light passed by, and a black crystal fell into the glove.
Being able to approach him when the Eye of the Soul is opened indicates that this individual is quite extraordinary
Zhao Heng sighed: "Do you want to fight me? Aside from being somewhat skilled in stealth, you are lacking in other areas..."
The creature let out a mournful cry, and before it could rise, its limbs were immediately pinned to the ground by the flying blades, rendering it unable to move
The applause was not loud, yet it managed to penetrate the minds of everyone present. Whether it was the liquid monster hunting its prey or the people fleeing for their lives, they all paused in surprise and turned to look at Zhao Heng on the stage
She widened her eyes, staring at the liquid monster. She wanted to escape, but found that her trembling legs had lost all sensation. Her gaze was blank as she fixed her eyes on the black liquid writhing towards her, like prey waiting to be hunted
It is already twenty-two! A slightly lazy male voice interrupted, pulling Zeng Yan back from her dazed expression. She noticed that the silver chain on the man's chest glowed with a blood-red light, and the pendant resembled a fire phoenix reborn from the flames, swaying as if it were spreading its wings to soar.
"After all, it is merely a Tier 3 monster, with insufficient attack power." Zhao Heng commented as he thrust his right hand into the monster's cranial cavity. The black heavy armor glove sank into its skull, and after stirring it around, he withdrew his hand. Instantly, the glove turned completely red again, with flickering flames evaporating the black blood that clung to it, revealing a piece of black transparent crystal in the palm—this was the fully formed core crystal.
The concert at the Holy Hall continues to be in full swing. As Zeng Yan finished singing a song, the silvery-white lights gradually shifted from silver to pale pink, and in an instant transformed into a vibrant pink. The lights slowly changed, ultimately turning to a deep crimson.
As the monster was about to reach Zhao Heng, he casually kicked it away, sending the creature flying. Its heavy form landed in the audience area below the stage, crushing dozens of seats.