Chen Ke's body was covered in newly healed scars.
The pink scars varied in length, crisscrossing as if he had been chopped up and then stitched back together.
Holding the Dragon Tail Sword in his left hand, his figure swayed slightly, and a strange smile appeared on Chen Ke's scarred face.
The white-robed man turned pale with fright and took a step back.
Crash!
His companion's corpse crumbled into dust. Seeing this bizarre scene, the white-robed man almost screamed.
This became the last straw that broke his will. The white-robed man felt a chill run down his spine and turned to run.
It wasn't that he didn't want to use his movement technique, but that he realized he simply couldn't!
Bizarre, too bizarre.
Humans are ultimately social animals. When faced with unknown danger, they instinctively want to stay with more people, only in this way can they find a sense of security.
So the white-robed man had only one thought at this moment: to get back to the canyon as quickly as possible.
Fortunately, the crater wasn't deep, and the man in white scrambled out, running and shouting all the way.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
That's the effect I wanted.
Chen Ke put on a long robe, opened his mouth, and a vibrant green leaf flew out.
The leaf soared into the air, instantly transforming into a slender, divine vessel.
A beam of light shone down from the bottom of the vessel, carrying Chen Ke into the cockpit.
Comfortably seated in the backrest, Chen Ke activated his stealth mode, following the man in white at a leisurely pace.
His wood attribute spirit value had recovered to 400 points, and his death spirit value to 300, and the numbers were still rising, enough to sustain an air raid.
In a short while, the man in white sprinted into the canyon.
The more than a thousand white-clad assassins had already been alerted, forming a battle formation and nervously watching the hillside on their right.
A twelve-man reconnaissance squad darted up the hillside, barely settling in when a rapid-fire sound echoed from the sky. A burst of dark green spiritual energy bullets instantly riddled the twelve men with holes, sending them tumbling down the hillside with agonizing screams.
Chen Ke yanked the control stick, propelling the Pig-Trough Divine Ship high into the air.
"You scum, bear my wrath!"
Chen Ke stood up and, with his less-than-perfect right hand, pressed all the firing buttons on the control stick.
Four cannons and eight barrels fired simultaneously.
A hail of bullets and shells rained down!
Rat-a-tat-tat, boom boom boom!
Blood splattered, limbs flew everywhere, and countless assassins screamed as they fell to the ground, their white coats stained crimson with blood.
Some assassins didn't even realize what was happening before bullets pierced their hearts or shells shattered their internal organs, killing them instantly.
"Hold on! Hold on!" the surviving leader in white shouted frantically.
Fortunately, Chen Ke hadn't formatted him; his energy was abundant, and his roar was incredibly loud, echoing throughout the canyon.
"Air defense! Air defense!"
Several underlings, hearing their leader's shouts, reacted one after another, each taking out a black umbrella from their storage space.
Bang, bang, bang!
Twelve umbrellas opened, scattering among the chaotic crowd.
Buzz!
The next moment, the twelve umbrellas burst forth with golden light, like twelve golden flowers.
The undulating golden light quickly merged into a giant golden umbrella, covering everyone's heads.
Chen Ke was astonished; the quality of the human race was indeed incomparable to that of the beast race.
Did they think this could stop me?
Too naive!
In the cockpit, Chen Ke's mind stirred, and the death energy within his body frantically poured into the weapon module.
Under the mysterious sensory guidance, this death energy quickly flowed to a gun barrel, mixing with the wood-attribute energy.
Whoosh!
The gun barrel trembled slightly, and a dark green ray shot out, directly striking the golden umbrella.
*Sizzle, sizzle!*
The death ray, like a welding rod, exploded with brilliant sparks upon contact with the surface of the golden umbrella.
A dent quickly appeared on the smooth surface of the umbrella.
A black spot, like an ink drop on yellow paper, rapidly spread.
In the white-clad leader's horrified gaze, the black spot grew larger, the golden layer of light thinned, and the radiance dimmed.
*Boom!*
The golden umbrella was finally pierced by the death ray and shattered.
The twelve umbrellas also exploded.
The twelve umbrella-bearing leaders, their arms shattered, screamed as they were sent flying backward.
*Whoosh!*
The shockwave from the exploding golden umbrella swept across the ground, sending over eight hundred assassins staggering, many falling to the ground in disarray.
*Rat-a-tat-tat, boom boom boom!*
The Pig Trough Divine Ship made a graceful tail swing in the air, unleashing a relentless barrage of bullets and artillery fire.
After the weapon modules were upgraded, the power of both bullets and shells was greatly enhanced, and Chen Ke used his spiritual power to shape them into various functions.
The Streamer Bullet releases countless streams of light upon explosion, with a kill area of ten meters in radius.
The Explosive Bullet shatters the target upon impact, and the resulting shockwave is also lethal.
The Ground-Piercing Bullet can easily tear through the ground and other defensive structures with its high-speed spiraling projectile.
If it were only these three types of shells, it wouldn't be so bad. The most terrifying thing is that Chen Ke infused them with death energy.
A Streamer Bullet exploded with a deafening roar, sending dark green streams of light flying in all directions, piercing through dozens of white-clad assassins.
The next moment, their bodies turned black, collapsing to the ground like charred charcoal, shattering into pieces.
Even a mere glancing blow from the dark green streams of light would cause extensive necrosis of the machine.
The Explosive Bullet was even more domineering, each explosion sending flesh and blood flying, countless people flying into the air.
Before these men even landed, they were riddled with bullets at an astonishing rate of fire.
Those assassins who tried to hide behind boulders and cover also couldn't escape death's call.
Ground-penetrating bullets, after piercing the rocks, shredded the assassins hiding behind them into a bloody pulp.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the thousand-plus assassins were dead or wounded!
"Retreat! Retreat!" The last leader in white, his face contorted in despair, roared hysterically.
Like everyone else, he knew the threat came from the sky; he could even roughly pinpoint Chen Ke's location.
But what did it matter?
Even his most powerful attacks, even the dozen or so sharpshooters in the assassin squad, posed no threat to the enemy high above.
The enemy's firepower seemed endless; those trapped in the canyon were nothing more than sitting ducks!
Bang!
Just as the white-clad leader roared in fury, a bullet flew from behind, shattering his skull.
With that, all ten top assassins had fallen.
Chen Ke, having eliminated the final threat, shoved the control stick, and the "Pig-Trough Divine Ship" swooped down from the sky, unleashing even more intense firepower upon the fleeing assassins.
Chen Ke swept through the enemy ranks, his heart filled with boundless satisfaction. The frustration of being chased by the eight top assassins earlier had long since vanished.
Having endured so much hardship to secure the optimal opportunity for an offensive, how could he not have ambition?
Only one thought occupied his mind: annihilation!