Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

Chapter 279: Reunion with the Bat, Mysterious Undercurrents



Boom!!

The continuous sound of explosions shook the heavens and the earth, and flames soared sky-high within the abandoned factory.

Wooden crates burst open, and steel sheds collapsed.

Debris flew everywhere, and the surrounding cultists in black robes were either blown to bits by missiles or taken down on the spot by the combat team.

"These cultists have hidden quite deeply."

Chen Feng stood at the hatch of the flying device, calmly overlooking this one-sided rescue operation.

Without the control of the Heavenly Eye in the suburbs, the City Association had to go through significant trouble to locate this place.

"Senior Brother, we're going in."

At the back, Zhao Tingxiao and a few others were eager to try, knowing that today's scene was meant for them to gain experience.

"Hmm." Chen Feng nodded without saying more, and then watched Zhao Tingxiao and the three others descend with the combat team on individual flying devices, closing in on the fleeing members of the Snake Spirit Sect.

The sound of explosions gradually subsided to avoid accidentally injuring the ground team, reducing missile bombardment.

However, even so, the firepower modules of the flying cars and flying devices continued their onslaught, with large-caliber specially designed bullets precisely aimed in rapid succession.

"Rescue the hostages now."

Chen Feng instructed, his gaze shifting to the dilapidated warehouse whose steel roof had been blown off.

In the seven or eight-meter wide Blood Pool, filled with filth and iron debris, the bound hostages were lifted by the Round Shield Force Field of exploding Flying Shuttles, floating upward to avoid a tragic sacrificial end.

Additionally, several Mechanical Martial and Transformed People had already charged to the location, supposedly to complete the rescue with ease.

Unfortunately, several Snake Spirit Envoys remained, offering tenacious resistance and causing considerable obstruction.

"Yes!"

Beside him, Peng Gang nodded heavily, then dove down with his individual flying device.

A tail spray erupted, momentum exploding.

The Golden Steel Level transformation module emerged, initiating alongside a Level 4 Force Field and Energy Device.

Buzz!!

In a flash, he charged forward with primal violence.

A blue Force Field enveloped the warehouse, binding several Lower-Rank Envoys in place.

Immediately, metal fists smashed through everything, penetrating those Lower-Rank Envoys' bodies, killing them on the spot.

Bang bang bang!

Several corpses flew out, knocking over wooden crates and gasoline barrels inside the warehouse.

Along the tattered black robes, these Lower-Rank Envoys' faces were covered in mutated scales, almost turning into Snake-man form.

"These monsters."

Someone cursed softly, feeling uncomfortable.

Because they all knew these envoys once were ordinary humans.

Peng Gang wasted no words, merely instructing them to quickly rescue the hostages from the Blood Pool, then sternly turned his gaze to the hooded figure retreating to the warehouse entrance.

"Middle-level Envoy?"

The scanning module transmitted a high-energy data fluctuation, indicating a Fourth Rank biological magnetic field.

No response, the hooded envoy named Lea held a brown snake-shaped scepter, with flames soaring behind him and explosive debris splashing in front of him.

"Just a little more....."

"I could have summoned the Winged Serpent King here."

Gaze cold, human eyes were gone, replaced by a pair of snake pupils.

"Just a little more, just a bit...."

He glared venomously at Peng Gang, as though to remember him forever in his bones.

"A bit!!!"

Hiss!!

A desperate shout echoed through the warehouse, and a giant pitch-black python suddenly lunged from the shadow in front of him, jaws gaping to swallow him whole.

Peng Gang's face turned grave; the armed module activated instantly, as he punched forward with metal fists.

Boom!!!

The python burst apart, dispersing into spiritual light floating away.

Yet quickly, the hooded envoy waved the snake-shaped scepter, abruptly striking the ground.

Buzz!!

As if some invisible force was employed, the warehouse floor flowed like water, causing many hostages to stagger, nearly falling.

Peng Gang looked sternly, seeing the Earth Dragon overturning, with cement rippling underfoot, entwining and binding his legs.

Simultaneously, the ground surged, transforming into two larger cement pythons, which bared fangs and charged from both sides to devour him.

The crisis intensified, not daring to be careless.

He immediately deployed long-range firepower, shoulder armor revealing turrets, firing several mini missiles.

Boom boom boom!!

Amidst the violent explosions, smoke and fire ascended skyward.

Bionic eyes scanned left and right, the scanning module projecting blue light, magnetic fields expanding to capture every scene beneath the smoke and fire.

Everything remained, with the hostages and combat team members suffering no major injuries, gradually retreating, nearing the warehouse exit.

However, the black-robed hooded figure, comparable to a Fourth Rank Middle-level Envoy, had vanished.

"Not good!!"

Peng Gang's expression changed slightly, charging out of the dilapidated warehouse.

Smoke persisted in his view, with similar flames and blood-red explosions throughout the abandoned factory.

He continued to search, his heart filled with anxiety.

If such a Middle-level Envoy escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But despite everything, he still failed to locate the figure.

Until finally.

Buzz!!

The air trembled, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the entire abandoned factory.

Crack crack crack!!

Pipes shattered, and the concrete floor cracked inch by inch.

It seemed like a Fifth-order Force Field descended from the heavens, causing everyone to feel an immense pressure, with thoughts freezing and bodies trembling.

The combat team's Mechanical Martial and Transformed People were forced to halt actions instantly, while the remaining black-robed cultists bled from seven orifices, with body bones creaking, about to kneel and faint.

The skyward flames were suppressed, with cracks spreading on abandoned wooden crates before they exploded with a boom.

"This...."

Watching the wood fragments settle, Peng Gang endured the immense pressure, raising his head in shock.


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