Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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He shook off the wounded guard who tried to stop him and continued walking forward. Ahead in this dark passage lay many more fools like him. And judging from the current situation, the battle was probably quite hopeless.

She gripped her right hand tightly.

Keep your eyes fixed ahead as you run.

Even if facing the enemy head-on is a suicidal act with no chance of victory, as long as the opponent is a mage, there might still be a way to turn the tide with the last trump card in the right hand. Jing Shen thought to herself.

As Jing Shen continued running deeper into the passage, he noticed something.

No sound?

There should have been a gunfight raging deep inside the passage, but it was eerily quiet. No gunshots, no footsteps, no shouts—nothing at all. You couldn't even feel the force of the floor shaking.

A very bad premonition pressed heavily on Jing Shen's abdomen.

Chapter 290 Igniting the War

Chapter 290

A very bad premonition pressed heavily on Jing Shen's abdomen.

Moreover, like the hyphae of mold, it gradually erodes the entire body of the spirit.

"Could it be..."

Under the red light, he sprinted desperately toward the other end of the dimly lit passage.

At the end of the passage, what he saw was...

"Hehe, good afternoon. Hehehehehe..."

The heavy, dull voice of a man echoed in the dim space.

A man dressed in a jet-black suit, with messy hair and skin the color of chocolate, was standing in the middle of the aisle.

His tuxedo had a very long hem, so long that his ankles were completely hidden. Perhaps because it had been dragging on the ground for so long, the hem was dirty, worn, and tattered.

A stone statue stood beside him, as if as a shield. A gigantic doll created by the immense power to flatten, knead, mud, fluorescent lights, and various other materials together, and then reshape them.

What had appeared to be roadblocks around them shattered into pieces and scattered everywhere.

As if hit by a shell. Seven or eight guards lay on the floor amidst the debris. They seemed to still be breathing, their hands and feet trembling slightly.

"Hehe, it seems your equipment has a fairly high impact absorption capacity. I didn't expect you to survive being hit directly by Alice. But thanks to that, I was able to have some fun."

There was a hint of cruelty in his smile.

Although Jing Shen didn't know what "Ellis's direct strike" meant, she could roughly guess that it was an attack released by the stone statue. Just looking at the roadblock shattered into pieces, it wasn't hard to imagine how astonishing its power was.

"why?"

Jing Shen wanted to ask, "Why do you do such a thing?", but couldn't utter a word.

In contrast, the blond man seemed unmoved, simply stating:

"Oh, you're Imagine Breaker? The key to the Imaginary Number District wasn't with you? How do you pronounce that...? Wind, wind-slash or something. Seriously, Japanese names are so complicated."

The man impatiently fiddled with his blond hair.

"Whatever, anyone is fine. It's not like we necessarily have to kill that little boss."

"What?"

Jing Shen couldn't help but wonder if he had misheard.

She already vaguely knew that this man's target was the Pure God she had killed with the wind, and she was taken aback by the man's casual attitude.

"Didn't you understand? Simply put, it doesn't matter if the target is you."

The man picked up the wax pen and quickly swung it horizontally.

The stone statue reacted, stomping its foot forcefully on the ground. The intense tremor caused the spirit to lose its balance. The statue stomped its foot again, and the spirit finally fell to the floor.

I don't know what technique was used, but the woman remained perfectly still. It was as if she had been isolated from the scene, and she was the only one who felt no impact from the shaking.

"The land is my power. Before Alice, no one can stand firm on the ground. Fall down, lie there pathetically! You defeated dog, do you still think you can bite me now?"

The blond man declared victory. The fallen goddess could only glare at him fiercely.

Indeed, under such circumstances, the battle would be one-sided. The armed guards would not only be unable to launch an effective attack, but if their guns were to miss completely, they might even hit their own men.

Jing Shen tried to stand up, but the man drew another stroke with his crayon, and the statue stomped on it again, causing the earth to shake. Despite possessing the ability of Imagine Breaker, capable of destroying the statue with a single finger, Jing Shen was unable to move an inch.

"You, you guy!"

“Not ‘you bastard,’ my name is Shirley Cromwell, remember my name. But it’s no use giving you my name, since you’re going to die here anyway, so it wouldn’t make any difference if I mentioned the Anglican Church at this point.”

"What?"

Jing Shen frowned.

The British Puritans, aren't they the same organization as the List of Prohibited Books?

Xue Li looked at Jing Shen and smiled faintly.

"I need some sparks to ignite a war, so I must let as many people as possible know that I am a member of the English Puritans, understand, Alice!"

Xue Li flicked his wrist and drew a circle with a crayon. The enormous stone statue called Alice moved, firmly planted on the ground, and raised its terrifyingly large fist.

Although it was a punch delivered without any prior preparation, it was still a punch capable of shattering a roadblock in one blow. Jing Shen tried to dodge, but the tremors of the ground prevented him from moving an inch, leaving him only able to desperately swing his right hand.

"Get out of the way, young lady!"

Suddenly, a roar rang out beside me.

An injured guard lay on the ground, still firmly gripping his rifle.

Before the Goddess of Purity could take any action, sparks began to fly from the small muzzle of her gun. Gunfire and flashes filled the entire underground passageway. Bullets, tearing through the air, repeatedly struck the stone statues' feet in an attempt to bring Alice down.

but--

"!!!"

A strong gust of wind swept across her cheek, causing Jing Shen to break out in a cold sweat.

Alice, whose body was made of steel and concrete, covered the entire passageway. Firing a bullet at such a massive wall would, of course, cause it to bounce back like a ping-pong ball.

The guards' objective was to protect the life of the Pure One from Alice, but in reality, Alice's feet had indeed stopped moving. Because the guards were concentrating their fire on Alice's feet, she couldn't step on the ground. If she carelessly picked up her foot, a bullet might hit Xue Li behind her.

However, the bullets reflected off Alice's body were also scattering erratically in all directions. As a result, Jing Shen was still unable to move and could only lie on the ground. The guards focused on firing, and Jing Shen, worried that she might be hit by stray bullets at any moment, could only protect her head with her hands.

"Damn it, if only I could run into that big guy!"

The distance between Jing Shen and Alice was less than three meters. However, it would be dangerous to casually approach and touch Alice. Needless to say, the closer one got to Alice, the higher the chance of being hit by a stray bullet.

The only chance is during the moment of changing the magazine.

The guard's rifle couldn't possibly bring down the statue. Nor could it have an unlimited supply of ammunition. Soon, the bullets would run out. Within seconds of reloading, the barrage would cease. The only chance was to charge towards Alice then.

Jing Shen tensed up, ready to rush out at any moment.

Click.

Suddenly, faint footsteps sounded behind Jing Shen.

Amidst the constant ear-piercing gunshots, the faint sound of footsteps left a deep impression on Jing Shen for some reason.

P.S.: The water was cut off again today. For the past few days, the water has been cut off in the morning and restored in the evening. It feels like we're back to the days of scheduled water supply...

Chapter 291 I Might Be a Fake Person

Chapter 291

To avoid being hit by stray bullets, she remained lying on the ground, only turning her neck to look behind her.

The red light from the emergency lights was very weak and couldn't illuminate the entire underground passage clearly. Apart from the emergency lights that barely illuminated the direction of the passage, the entire depths of the passage were pitch black.

The footsteps were coming from this darkness.

These weren't trained footsteps, nor did they possess the imposing presence of a new enemy. They sounded more like the trembling footsteps of someone walking cautiously through a haunted house, or the footsteps of a child retrieving something forgotten from school at night—empty and timid.

A very bad premonition welled up in Jing Shen's chest.

And that premonition came true.

"Uh, that..."

I heard the sound of "Shao Mo A Ma" in my ear.

Under the dim red light, the voice's owner gradually emerged. It was a boy familiar to Jing Shen. It was Feng Zhan Binghua. He stood in the center of the passage, slowly walking towards them.

"Damn it! Why didn't you wait for Shirai over there?!"

Shouts that were no less loud than gunshots echoed through the underground street.

Jing Shen wanted to run towards Feng Zhan, who was standing upright and completely unguarded, but she was unable to move because of the stray bullets.

Feng Zhan, however, seemed not to understand the situation and said:

"Well, because..."

"Stop talking, just lie down!"

"what?"

Feng Zhan was stunned for a moment when he heard Jing Shen's shout.

Bang! Then his head bounced completely backward.

"what?"

Jing Shen couldn't help but utter a sound of disbelief.

Of course, the human eye cannot see bullets flying around. But anyone can guess what happened at that moment.

One of the rifle bullets that ricocheted off Alice hit Kazakiri in the face.

Some skin-colored fragments flew out. The glasses frame broke and bounced far away.

However, Jing Shen still couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes.

No, it's that I don't want to believe it.

His mind went completely blank with utter confusion. The gunfire had ceased sometime earlier. The guard stared blankly at the boy who had been shot.

Xue Li frowned slightly when he saw his target suddenly appear and self-destruct in such an unexpected way.

at this time……

Kaze Slash's body drew a large arc before falling backward.

Like a doll that doesn't react at all.

I could hear the sound of his facial tissues being destroyed.

Something resembling the surface of a skull, with some long hair scattered on the floor. The bullet appeared to have struck the right side of his face.

The skull was completely destroyed. The shattered eyeglass frame lay on the ground. A severed part of the ear remained at the end of the frame.

"Wind, Wind Slash!!"

Jing Shen hurriedly stood up and ran towards Feng Zhan. Due to his panic, his steps became as unsteady as a drunkard's.

However, when Jing Shen reached Feng Zhan's side, her steps came to an abrupt halt.

Her face was full of astonishment and surprise.

However, it wasn't because the scene before them was too horrific.

Kazezan's injuries were indeed severe; the right half of his head was completely gone. It didn't look like he'd been hit by a bullet, but rather like a bomb that had exploded inside his head—the wound was terrifyingly large.

Such overwhelming destructive power, far exceeding the scope of violence imaginable in daily life, made Jingshen feel completely unreal, and even made him want to laugh.

However, the most important issue is not there.

The immense problems facing the purification of the spirit make one overlook all of the above.

Jing Shen stared intently at Feng Zhan's wound.

This was indeed a massive wound that had caused half of a head to disappear. However, the wound was completely empty.

No flesh, no bones, no brain, nothing at all.

Not a single drop of blood flowed from Feng Zhan Binghua's wound.