After separating from the main group, He Xi continued to lead about ten professionals in an off-road vehicle towards the mass grave.
Li Ya was staring at the Chosen One. After they put some distance between themselves, they sat on the ground and adjusted their state, their weapons thrown aside.
He was tearing off a piece of his team uniform to bandage his wound, panting heavily, with beads of sweat constantly sliding down his forehead. His once neat uniform was now tattered from the giant axe, and a wound on his waist was slashing open, from which blood was gushing out.
The divine messenger on the other side was in no better shape; his chest heaved like a bellows, his armor was slashed with several gaps, and there was a sword wound on his chest.
It seems that if it weren't for the protection of his heavy armor, his chest would have been cut in two long ago.
For a time, it was difficult to determine who was better.
After resting for a while, as if by prior arrangement, the two stood up from the ground at the same time, picked up their weapons, and charged at each other again.
The heavy weapons were now a constraint. If the two had been competing in combat skills before, now they were competing in patience and perseverance.
Li Ya's security team suffered repeated defeats under the attacks of the other chosen ones, and once again fell behind in numbers.
In particular, the fact that the vice-captain was killed by the Chosen One after sending out a distress signal caused the morale of the members of the Security Bureau team who witnessed this scene to drop, and their combat effectiveness to decline.
Just as the two were locked in a fierce battle, another team member was killed by the Chosen One, letting out a scream before dying.
Li Ya's heart skipped a beat when he heard that familiar voice. They were comrades who had been together day and night, and now another one of them was separated by death.
It is crucial to avoid distractions during combat, especially when sparring with a skilled opponent.
The opponent wouldn't let you go just because you were distracted. Seeing Li Ya hesitate for a moment, the divine messenger swung his giant axe down from above.
"You can't escape!" the divine messenger sneered.
If hit, Li Ya will be split in two from the very middle.
The whooshing sound of the wind overhead instantly snapped Li Ya back to reality.
The giant axe was about to come down, and he could only hurriedly raise his broadsword to parry the axe above his head.
With a clang, sparks flew from the point of impact.
The double-edged axe pressed down hard on the greatsword, dragging Li Ya down with it.
Li Ya felt his body suddenly drop low, the giant sword flew out of his hand, and he used all his strength to keep from kneeling, but the huge impact still made him sit on the ground.
"I've lost," he thought to himself.
He closed his eyes and awaited death.
At this moment, he finally felt at peace.
Seeing Li Ya no longer struggling on the ground, the divine messenger became excited and licked his dry lips.
Finally, I can enjoy the victory. Congratulations to myself for defeating another formidable opponent.
It's a pity; if we weren't on opposing sides, we could have sat down and had a drink together.
A hint of regret flashed in the divine messenger's eyes.
Don't worry, I'll be quick, and you won't feel any pain.
In consideration of the exhilarating battle you gave me, I'll leave you with a whole corpse!
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, but my hands moved swiftly.
He swung the giant axe toward Li Ya's neck.
Just then, several beams of light appeared behind Li Ya.
The divine messenger watched as the beams of light rapidly approached, and upon closer inspection, they resembled cluster missiles.
To kill Li Ya, you have to take these missiles head-on.
Its own armor was already badly damaged and could not withstand such a dense explosion.
After weighing the pros and cons, the divine messenger abandoned the idea of killing Li Ya and switched to defense.
He swung his giant axe in both hands, drawing circles in front of him, creating a barrier as he swung it at lightning speed.
As the barrier takes shape, the cluster missiles collide with it.
Li Ya was blasted away by the shockwave of the explosion, rolling around on the ground several times in a disheveled state, his clothes in front of him completely charred black.
Although he was in a sorry state, at least he survived.
Needless to say, this was He Xi's Mechanical Storm that came to the rescue.
Seeing that Li Ya was in trouble, he ordered Storm to launch cluster missiles.
The off-road vehicles approached from afar, while the aerial combat machines flew in first to attack the divine messenger.
The dense barrage of bullets covered the envoy's entire body, forcing him to retreat and defend.
After the rest of the people got off the bus, they ran toward the remaining security team.
Judging from the numbers, the situation seems to be shifting in favor of the police department.
The divine messenger swung his axe, deflecting most of the bullets, while a small number struck his armor.
However, it didn't have much effect, and the armor bounced them off.
The divine messenger was now secretly lamenting his predicament. He had exhausted his stamina while fighting Li Ya and simply did not have any extra stamina to use the Qi Blade Slash.
Being chosen by the gods only increased his physique and strength; it didn't make him invulnerable. In essence, he was still a mortal.
He expressed his helplessness in the face of the suddenly appearing mechanical air force.
Looking at the young man slowly walking towards him, he recognized him once from afar in the city; he must be He Xi, the city lord's son.
He gripped the axe tightly and roared as he charged toward Hexi.
"Young City Lord, be careful of him!" Li Ya knew how powerful the divine messenger was and kindly warned him.
He was fine at the moment, just a little disheveled.
After picking up the longsword from the ground, he saw the divine messenger rushing towards He Xi and promptly warned him.
He gestured for Li Ya to go down and help the others. After standing still, He Xi took out a device and placed it in front of him.
Raising his hand towards the onrushing divine messenger, the muzzle of the Royal Might Hand Cannon emitted a dazzling light.
A beam of light, carrying earth-shattering power, hurtled towards the divine messenger.
The beam of light was so blinding that the divine messenger instinctively squinted and rolled to the side.
The beam of light grazed the envoy's scalp and flew into the distance, shattering one of the horns on the envoy's helmet.
It seems the day of pilgrimage has arrived; he has been preparing for this day for a long time.
This thought excited him again, and he seemed to be filled with fighting spirit.
He stood up and continued to pounce on He Xi.
The Viper Cannon had now fully materialized and, together with the aerial mechanical storm, fired at the divine messenger.
A dense barrage of energy bullets covered the envoy's entire body, causing him to vanish from his spot instantly, leaving only a tattered suit of armor lying on the ground.
"God, your people have returned to your embrace!" the divine messenger murmured before losing consciousness.
The Viper Cannon has been used quite frequently lately, and it needs to have its parts replaced after only three uses.
If the parts are not replaced and the device is used forcibly, it will explode.
Don't ask me how I know, I'm not going to tell you!
Picking up the device from the ground, He Xi ran towards the security team.
Some people noticed out of the corner of their eye that it was their young city lord, He Xi, running towards them.
"The young city lord has won!"
"The young city lord has won!"
The remaining members of the security team were greatly encouraged upon hearing this.
Without the divine messenger, the followers were leaderless and lost their fighting spirit.
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