activa-t Chapter 27 Firepower Suppression
Chapter 27 Firepower Suppression
"Tsk."
Su Changming clicked his tongue, not entirely satisfied with the result.
However, although he didn't have wings, he couldn't catch up with the thing flying in the sky.
However, chasing cats and dogs running on the ground is still no problem.
Su Changming's lips curled up, he stretched out his right hand, and gave a low shout.
"Come forth, David!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, eerie, twisted figure emanating a gray-black death aura silently rose from the ground beneath his feet under his mental control.
As soon as it appeared, the ghost named "David" clenched his fists, put his legs together, and struck a cool and arrogant pose.
Whether you're strong or not is a matter of time, but whether you're handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime.
Although this thing looks completely blank and its body is contorted, it has absolutely nothing to do with being handsome. Instead, it exudes a sense of horror that makes people's sanity drop like crazy.
"Fine, I'll just have to make do with this."
Su Changming was too lazy to worry about the design anymore. After all, it was an Nvidia card, what more could he ask for?
"Follow them, but don't get spotted."
The instruction has been issued.
The once towering figure collapsed instantly, like a giant humanoid spider, its limbs touching the ground, almost touching the earth, and silently slid into the darkness with an extremely twisted yet astonishing speed.
Despite the cover of night and rain, and the fact that this thing is a spirit, its stealth factor is perfect.
But after all, he's over 1.8 meters tall. If he just stood there floating around, he'd be a sitting duck.
This shadowy crawling posture is clearly more in line with its current temperament and is also more secretive.
Su Changming stood still, attaching a portion of his mental energy to David, and activated the remote monitoring mode.
Switching perspectives.
The world turned into a gray and white hue.
David felt no pain and was tireless.
It darted through dense reeds, crossed murky, stinking ditches, and relentlessly pursued the wounded, fleeing mutated beasts.
After chasing for about five or six miles, the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate.
Ultimately, the mutated beasts burrowed into a cluster of buildings in the suburbs.
It was an abandoned textile factory.
The towering chimneys pointed straight to the sky, while the dilapidated factory buildings were dark and gloomy.
"This is it..."
Su Changming felt a chill run down his spine.
He did not allow David to go any further.
Firstly, I was worried that the water inside was too deep, and that going in rashly might alert the enemy.
Secondly, the distance is too far, and his control over the souls of the dead begins to weaken. If he goes any further, David may dissipate directly due to the exhaustion of his soul power.
"return."
A thought crossed my mind.
David paused briefly at the factory gate, then turned and disappeared into the darkness, quickly turning back.
……
Su Changming returned home and changed into clean clothes.
Then, he went to the telephone in the living room and dialed.
Professional matters should be left to professionals.
Although Su Changming felt that his combat skills were still decent, he had no interest in taking on a hundred enemies single-handedly.
To charge into such a clearly organized and premeditated stronghold alone would be the act of a reckless fool.
He's a civilized man, a university professor.
"Since I'm taking that salary, wouldn't it be a waste not to order those workers around?"
The call was answered quickly, and the operator's emotionless voice came through.
Su Changming only recited a string of internal code that Yao Xian had given him before hanging up the phone.
……
Less than twenty minutes had passed.
On the once quiet and desolate suburban road, two blinding beams of headlights tore through the rain.
Su Changming got into the passenger seat of one of the cars.
"Mr. Su, is the intelligence reliable?" Jiang Huai, looking gloomy and as if he were about to die from overwork, asked from the driver's seat.
"My informant went in and checked. There were quite a few of those mutated creatures inside, but whether there were any large ones is uncertain."
That's enough.
Jiang Huai nodded, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
Soon, accompanied by the roar of engines, two modified black trucks stopped directly outside the abandoned textile factory.
The car door opened, and a group of fully armed members of the Demon Suppression Division filed out.
This time, they weren't carrying cold weapons; instead, they were all armed with American Thompson submachine guns, and grenades engraved with runes hung from their waists.
Jiang Huai got out of the driver's seat, but instead of ordering an infiltration, he simply waved his hand and coldly uttered a single word:
"push."
The next second, Su Changming witnessed what it meant for times to have changed.
There was no probing, no shouting.
"Da da da da da—!!!"
A group of people rushed in, and a dozen Thompson submachine guns immediately spat out long tongues of fire. Dense bullets instantly covered the factory gate and walls.
Moreover, Su Changming keenly discovered that the bullets were engraved with tiny cinnabar runes on their tips, and when they hit walls and objects, they exploded into clusters of pale golden sparks.
Physical exorcism, magical enchantment.
"roar--!!!"
The factory erupted in chaos, filled with shrill screams.
The mutated cats and dogs hiding in the shadows were torn to shreds by this wave of metal storm before they could even rush out.
Limbs and severed arms flew about, and black blood splattered everywhere.
Even though several large, thick-skinned creatures broke through the barrage of fire, they couldn't get even a step closer.
"boom!"
Several grenades engraved with the words "Suppress Evil" were accurately thrown in.
Flames shot into the sky, and shockwaves rolled.
Su Changming stood at the back, watching this scene, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
No wonder Ling Zong said that the cultivation world has declined.
With such a simple and straightforward magical artifact, who would bother to painstakingly practice the "ten years to master a sword" technique?
Seven paces away, the gun is swift.
Within seven steps, the gun is both fast and accurate.
As the Demon Suppression Division team steadily advanced, the once eerie and terrifying stronghold had now become a slaughterhouse.
The surrounding area was quickly cleared.
Jiang Huai led his men into the main factory building.
"Damn imperial henchmen!!"
A furious roar filled with resentment came from deep within the factory.
Immediately afterwards, a fat monster with its naked body and skin covered in rough stitches rushed out.
It was a full two and a half meters tall and reeked of a foul stench.
Several tiny, baby-like hands emerged from a gash on its stomach, waving a rusty butcher knife—a sight that was both disgusting and terrifying.
"The flesh and blood pathway, the ninth-rank stitcher."
Jiang Huai coldly assessed the other party's quality, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
too weak.
Before the monster could even unleash its fury, several talismans crackling with lightning were stuck to its forehead, followed by a barrage of concentrated fire.
"Puff puff puff—"
The monster's body was riddled with holes, the stitches had burst open, and foul-smelling pus and blood flowed all over the ground. It collapsed unwillingly, twitched a few times, and then remained still.
"Clean up the battlefield! Search for any other hidden doors!"
Jiang Huai put away his gun, seemingly dissatisfied with the outcome of the operation.
There was only a group of mutated beasts and a low-ranking henchman. Clearly, this was just an outer outpost, and they hadn't caught any big fish.
Just then.
Su Changming, who had been standing by watching the battle, walked over without making a sound.
"Deputy Captain Jiang, this guy looks familiar. May I take a closer look?"
Su Changming pointed to the disgusting corpse on the ground and asked without changing his expression.
Jiang Huai nodded: "Mr. Su, please go ahead, but be careful of the corpse poison."
Su Changming walked to the corpse, squatted down, and pretended to examine the monster's stitches.
In fact, his mental energy was already highly concentrated.
In his perception, a thick, impenetrable gray-black mist was slowly rising from the corpse.
That was the complete spiritual energy released after the death of a ninth-rank transcendent being!
He's so much stronger than the previous David!
Su Changming had a sudden thought.
The golden mark on his chest instantly generated a powerful suction force.
The dark gray mist seemed to have found an outlet, instantly transforming into a torrent that surged into Su Changming's body along his arm.
boom!
Su Changming felt a buzzing in his brain.
Within the ancestral aperture at the center of the forehead, the hazy space instantly boiled over.
The already dense mist of soul energy became even more viscous under the impact of this massive external spiritual force.
Immediately afterwards, it began to tumble and compress violently.
Countless crystal-clear liquid soul forces began to condense at the center of the space.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
A silent rain of souls poured down within this space of consciousness!
The previously barren spiritual world received unprecedented nourishment, and its somewhat blurred boundaries began to expand rapidly.
Su Changming felt his mind become clear, and his five senses instantly became several times more acute.
Ninth Rank Spirit Master - Contractor.
Become!
At the same time, a fragment of memory was extracted from the monster's remnant soul and flashed through his mind.