Chapter 1766 - 908: Rain and Blood_4

"Hello? Hello! Sinker, damn, you're not dead? Are you also..." Amidst the chaotic noise, a hoarse voice rings out, stumbling along: "No way out, brother, look for someone else, I'm out, sorry..."

"You, you're also going to run?" Sinker is stunned.

"I freaking already ran!"

A furious voice echoes: "To hell with it, I tell you, that Ji fellow isn't worth a damn..."

Bang!

Before the words are finished, a dull explosion like a nightmare erupts from the other end.

Amidst the murky sound of a phone falling into water, that indifferent voice rings out once again: "Remember the lesson, Sinker, you have seventy-one hours and forty-one minutes left."

Sinker stiffens, as if plunged into an ice cave.

After a long time, he finally regains his senses, suddenly turning around and sprinting back into the house he just escaped from.

Ignoring the corpses scattered everywhere, he kicks open door after door, pulls open drawers and hidden compartments, searching every body, frantically scouring.

Stuffing all gold and silver into his pockets until they're bulging.

Finally, driving a blood-stained car, he charges toward the shantytown area, seeking along familiar streets, soon abandoning the car, sprinting furiously, diving into an alley piled high with debris and garbage, and frantically pounding on one of the doors.

Until slow footsteps can be heard.

"Coming, coming, wait... wasn't it just received..."

The elderly person opening the door is startled, looking at the young person before him, instinctively stepping back: "Sinker? You... what do you want..."

No longer the closeness and warmth of the past, that distinct barrier makes Sinker mumble, unable to speak, yet he has to say something.

"I, I... I'm leaving, Uncle Liu, I'm leaving, you... consider me already dead... I'm sorry, I'm sorry to uncle and aunt, sorry..."

He kneels in the sewage, taking out the gold, kowtowing desperately, choking back sobs as he pleads: "From now on, those two kids, just... just..."

Afraid to hear the answer, after finishing, Sinker gets up and runs away.

Not daring to respond to the calls behind him, not daring to look back.

But at the alley's entrance, he sees a figure he did not expect.

"Brother?"

The child looks over, bewildered and incredulous: "Brother, is it you? You're back?"

Sinker dares not speak, lowers his head, almost like being electrified, accelerating his pace again, rushing into the rainstorm... until he can no longer hear voices behind him.

Finally, he can't hold back, crying out loud.

Gradually, the cries disappear into the rain, along with the blood...

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As the torrential rain stops in Gray Port, above the sky at Sea Abyss Corner, a new storm roars down.

Unfortunately, this time what falls is no longer rainwater.

It's meteors.

Iron-cast meteors!

Amidst the long whale calls, a massive object emerges from the thick clouds like a sperm whale, its long tail swaying, heavy armor reflecting the brilliance of the scorching sun.

With just a slight tremor, countless black dots sprinkle from its form, flying toward the earth.

Whistling, roaring, booming.

One steel warehouse after another transforms into meteors, whistling as they crash into Desert Market's establishments, setting off air waves, erupting into roars.

Amidst the chaos, dust flies.

On the scorching red steel casing, a crack appears, followed closely by another, and another...

Amidst the chaos, someone holding a gun cautiously approaches, poking at it, shattering the thin outer iron shell, and then glimpses, in the depths of darkness, a pair of bright crimson eyes.

Bang!

In fear, gunfire rings out, but those crimson eyes remain unmoved, coldly staring at the opponent before them, followed swiftly by a sharp, blade-like long tail piercing through, mercilessly cleaving down!

From the center, slicing the attacker in half!

Amidst the splattering blood, a mechanical beast forged of steel slithers out, surveying the surroundings, facing the surrounding pale faces.

The sound of rupture is unceasing, rising and falling.

The last to fall from the sky is a heavy container, its door shattering like thin paper, revealing the slender youth inside.

With a sword at his waist, clad in layers of pitch-black armor, yet different from the usual armor's heaviness and vastness, the armor at this moment fits perfectly like a layer of clothing.

More freely than ever before, his fingers spread without hindrance, extraordinarily nimble.

"Employee A006, An Ran."

A distant voice rings out from the earpiece, so clear: "Please report the situation."

"I'm here! Uh, everything is... normal?"

Amidst the oncoming barrage of bullets, the youth casually waves, deflecting the bullets aimed at his face, and the remaining bullets falling on him stray and drop, unable to leave the slightest scratch.

Upon hearing this, he instinctively becomes solemn, straightening his body: "Miss... Sisi? I hope I got the name right?"

"Your form of address is irrelevant, 006."

In the youth's eyes, silver light flows, countless complex data flickers across his retina, ultimately transforming into an extremely concise UI interface, overlaying the current world.

Lists appear, coordinates appear, directions appear.

The densely packed coordinates and lists appear annotated with order and threat level from the sight.

"This is your task."

She says, "Kill them all, not one remains."

"Alright."

The youth shows no resistance, nodding matter-of-factly, then raises his hand, once again donning the bone-made fox mask on his face.

Immediately, intertwined white bones and metal extend like living beings, grow, opening four eyes slowly on the sinister face.

No longer the rage and pain of before, now so calm.

From the essence and transformation of the Furnace Wolf, it covers the blessing of White Deer, yet as if by natural law, merging as one without any resistance or anomaly.

Only unprecedented excitement and continuous enlightenment emerge from the chest, spreading, stimulating the soul, descending revelations, causing that pure murderous intent to endlessly swell.

An invisible flame kindles within the soul, bringing unprecedented thirst and ferocity, thus specks of fire rise and float from his body, ascending.

Thus, overlooking Hell.

"I see now."

An Ran softly murmurs, "I understand."

In the blink of an eye, amidst the rising sparks, the blood-red and black aura turns into a tide, spreading and sweeping.

Yet from it, countless strands of color unfold like a long tail, roving, linking to the bodies of various mechanical beasts, injecting souls, offering Divine Essence.

Thus, behind the youth, pairs of crimson eyes light up from the darkness.

Like beasts awakening from long slumber, gazing at the world before them, unbearably hungry.

In an instant of deadly silence, the Sword of Li Hen unsheathes, Sword Sound howls, playing the song of Destruction.

The beasts roar excitedly, shout, stretch their bodies, impatiently swarming out!

Everything they see, Annihilation!