"White Wolf!"
The king shouted loudly.
As the white wolf looked up, just as he ran out of the rift area, a golden figure suddenly materialized between his eyes and the Pope's.
Li Xin slammed his fist down, striking the white wolf's severed arm.
Golden particles began to disperse, and the white wolf's manual fell to the ground.
Shocked, he felt a sharp pain in his arm and was covered in sweat. He tried to quickly pick up the book, but Li Xin wouldn't give him the chance.
The surrounding golden particles enveloped it, like some kind of energy monster that had devoured one of the white wolf's arms.
He let out a howl and fell to the ground. The amplification type was not the strength and speed type. Facing a special type like Li Xin, who was also supported by the spiritual energy core, he was caught off guard and had no way to deal with him.
In the simulated world,
Qin Che and Li Xin only engaged in combat after testing each other and making their own preparations.
The situation is completely different from what it is now.
The white wolf lost an arm.
The Pope's expression changed drastically.
He couldn't understand why the other side would have ambushed them here beforehand; no one knew about their actions.
But Qin Che seemed to have foreseen the future, which is why he caught them off guard.
"Did you lose...?"
The king's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He had thought he could set up an ambush here, lure Qin Che and Li Xin into a trap, and then surround and kill them.
But little did they know, they were the hunters.
The Three Flames Sword cleaved down!
The Pope's body was cut open, leaving a deep bloody gash along his spine. After being burned by flames, it turned black and emitted a foul odor.
Qin Che followed up with another punch, sending the Sect King flying. He then teleported forward, unleashing punches, kicks, and slashing blades. With a series of spins, he utterly annihilated the Sect King, leaving him with not a single unscathed spot on his body.
Qin Che finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a pity. Knowing you as I do, I know I can't give you any chance to fight back, so you will die here today."
Qin Che spoke calmly, and with a wave of his hand, countless flying blades rained down.
The Three Flames Sword followed closely, piercing the weakened body of the Pope.
He could no longer maintain his own characteristics; exposing his wounds would only worsen his already fragile body.
Even if he were completely unharmed, his inherent characteristics would not make him invulnerable to weapons.
Its amazing defensive capabilities are one aspect.
The Pope's only problem is that he is a single-elemental extraordinary being, a talent that is already considered extremely extraordinary by others.
But how could it compare to Qin Che, who gained countless benefits and made tremendous improvements every time he went through a simulated reincarnation cycle?
A sword plunged into the Pope's head!
He was killed on the spot.
The white wolf roared, "Why! Where did you get your Book of Extraordinary Powers from?!"
Li Xin did not give him a chance to ask questions.
For a hunter, there is no need to answer whatever the prey says before it dies.
He covered his head with one hand, and from head to toe, everything was transformed into molecules. The halo spread out, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.
He also picked up the White Wolf's Book of Extraordinary Things.
He touched it and found it to be thicker than the one in Qin Che's hand.
"I also want to ask, how come he has this thing too?" Li Xin asked in confusion.
"Who says the Book of Extraordinary Things is unique? The research institute found it in Sanctuary No. 2 a long time ago, but I've kept it under wraps as a secret. I'm curious how the raiders got their hands on it, but I suppose this is the Northern Lord's trump card that allows him to stand against the Cult of the Sun God."
Li Xin remained silent; he did not believe what Qin Che said.
But sometimes, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false.
Even if Qin Che was lying, the reality is that they won the war.
The Pope and the White Wolf were both killed.
The raiders in the North Mountain area no longer possess the power to confront the Great Supernatural.
The scales of war will tip.
“I originally thought that this battle would be more than just a simple fight…” Li Xin smiled. “Although I have a lot of questions, I won’t ask you. I trust you.”
Qin Che, through 'mind reading', knew that Li Xin was not lying, and smiled faintly, saying, "The result is the most important thing."
Li Xin handed the White Wolf's book to Qin Che: "Let's go to the front line, they're probably still fighting there."
The two exchanged a glance, nodded to each other, and returned together.
The deaths of the Pope and the White Wolf went unnoticed by anyone.
The First Mobile Squad's original mission was to provide support for them. If anything went wrong in the battle between the Great Superhumans, they were to ensure that Qin Che and Li Xin could return safely.
Now that they know the Pope is dead and the Northern Lord of the Raiders has also died at Minister Li's hands, the mobile team breathed a sigh of relief.
The officer came up and reported on the situation at the front: "Our losses are not heavy, but the raiders have also deployed psionicists to join the battle, and both sides have suffered casualties."
"You all go back first and reinforce headquarters at the front. Li Xin, the rest is up to you. I'll handle the main battlefield." Qin Che turned to look at Li Xin.
"good."
The two sides split up, and Qin Che used teleportation to reach the front-line battlefield in a short period of time.
The cannons roared in unison.
The forests here have been destroyed.
The flames raged, burning in vast swathes.
Large swathes of trees turned charred black and billowed with thick smoke.
The ground was riddled with bomb craters.
The corpses were piled up like mountains, stretching for kilometers.
The Southern Army and the Spring Soldiers remained at the forefront.
The armored guards, though few in number, were mixed in with the main force and wreaked havoc everywhere.
The raiders also refused to retreat, and the psionic particles on the battlefield were in disarray. Many psionicists were leading small teams to cut through the battlefield.
Qin Che snorted coldly, unleashed his flying blade, and charged into the crowd.
This was a massacre.
Not long after,
Before nightfall, the raiders were almost completely wiped out.
As Qin Che's spiritual pressure decreased, almost none of the psionicists on the battlefield could move easily.
They were completely unable to mobilize their spiritual energy.
They can only become fish on the chopping board.
The mortals were even more ridiculous, trying to kill Qin Che with guns, but they couldn't hit his body at all, their bodies being pierced directly by countless flying blades.
The number of corpses piled up even more after Qin Che joined the battlefield.
In the end, they won this battle.
Everyone was either sitting or lying down, and the wounded were carried away on stretchers.
The others looked at Qin Che, who was standing in the center of the battlefield, directing the cleanup and aftermath, with a mixture of fear and respect.
Terrifying...
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