ALL NOVEL Chapter 65 Divine Descent
"You..."
Zhao Sheng stared at Alkaid with a death grip, "Cough, cough... Who on earth... are you..."
"Tsk!"
Alkaid drew his sword and stepped back.
"You don't need to know..."
"Huh..."
He glared at Alkaid as if to etch his face into memory.
"Alkaid? This isn't the end..."
The body, not fully transformed into a demon, slipped down against the wall and crashed onto the ground.
Crimson blood quickly spread out, staining the carpet dark.
The breath of life rapidly slipped away from him.
Alkaid picked up the Soul Capturing Orb and, using Divine Intent, soon drew something similar to a "Remnant Soul" into the Treasure Bead.
But by then, the outside had already erupted in a cacophony of noise and booming.
Accompanied by the "rat-tat-tat" of gunfire.
Clearly, now was not the time to check Zhao Sheng's memories.
He shook the blood-stained sword in his hand, sensing a quickly approaching individual with exceptionally strong blood and vital energy.
The moment the door was violently opened...
He drew a gun from his person.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Three consecutive shots. Even though the demon bursting in had almost completed its transformation, the sudden onslaught of large-caliber bullets still made its body involuntarily wobble; several blood blossoms burst forth across its chest.
It was at the same moment of firing that Alkaid's figure lunged forward.
Like a leopard that springs to kill, he charged at the towering demon, almost 2.3 meters tall, and as its body wobbled and its center of gravity became unstable from the bullets, the light of the Divine Shadow Sword followed, sweeping through a shadow of blades...
This time, the demon did not disregard the shadow cast by the Divine Shadow Sword as if it were nothing, as Zhao Sheng had.
It reached out, seemingly trying to grasp the blade of the Divine Shadow Sword, but all it caught was an illusion.
As its strike missed, before it could register shock, it realized that the environment around it was spinning wildly.
In its rapidly spinning and ascending field of view, it seemed to see a somewhat familiar decapitated figure...
That was...
"My body?"
The next second, it saw a figure stride out and heard the gunfire ringing out again.
Only at that moment did it realize its condition.
"My head... has fallen off?"
Fear, mingling with the icy stiffness and the darkness that quickly followed, swiftly drowned its consciousness.
...
Elsewhere.
Alkaid burst directly out of the house.
Just as he encountered several figures coming head-on.
As they raised their guns to aim, Alkaid aimed at them with even greater speed and pulled the trigger first.
Perhaps a Grandmaster, compared to lesser Martial Artists and martial masters, has just half a second faster reaction and firing speed, but half a second of advantage...
Was enough for Alkaid to confront these armed personnel poised to attack, as if he were in an empty field.
At this moment, at the entrance of the manor, Zong Yan and his men had already engaged with the remaining Xie Family's elite troops.
Since Alkaid had breached from inside, these prepared elites had to send a part of their forces upstairs to intercept Alkaid, significantly relieving the pressure on Zong Yan and his men.
As for the elites who rushed upstairs...
Ordinary armed personnel simply couldn't fire their guns in Alkaid's presence.
Some demons, on the other hand, were quite quick to react.
But in front of Alkaid, they were almost unable to hide.
Utilizing the terrain for cover, each demon intending to lead the charge inevitably faced a sudden and violent kill attempt from Alkaid.
Even though the sound of gunfire would initially reveal Alkaid's position, they would confront each other — one able to lock onto the other's position in real-time, while the other still needed half a second to search and target. This created a disparity in who had the upper hand.
During this split second, Alkaid would often be the first to open fire and suppress, then burst forth at full speed, charging forward to stab at close range.
One step ahead, always a step ahead!
With such simple and straightforward tactics, by the time he reached the main hall, out of the twelve red dots on the field, five, including Zhao Sheng, had been extinguished under his sword.
The swift loss seemed to finally alert Xie Yusheng, who was also one of the deputy leaders, to the crisis at hand.
As Alkaid was clearing out the other demons, Xie Yusheng's aura escalated, materializing his True Body nearly three meters tall.
An aura surpassing Grandmaster Level emanated from him.
"Boom!"
Seizing the moment Alkaid attacked the fifth demon, the second-floor flooring, as if pierced by a cannonball, instantly cracked and collapsed.
Alkaid, who was directly above the collapsing area, suddenly found himself stepping into empty air, plummeting towards the ground.
However, the movements of each demon were clearly displayed in Alkaid's Perception under the "Perception" secret technique.
Even though Xie Yusheng, materializing his True Body, had collapsed the second-floor with a thunderous strike to force Alkaid downward, Alkaid already adjusted his balance as he fell, his hands wielding the sword, striking down at Xie Yusheng's head with the momentum of his fall.
"Die!"
In the chill of his sword's light, Xie Yusheng let out a low roar. With his arms filled with explosive power and the debris of shattered tiles and stones, he faced Alkaid head-on, ready to endure a sword thrust if it meant he could tear Alkaid apart.
No, that's not right!
Due to the angle and the length of Xie Yusheng's demon-transformed arms, chances were that his punch would hit Alkaid's body first, before Alkaid's sword could puncture his skull.
Outside the door, Zong Yan, who was facing a demon, couldn't help but let out a cry of alarm at the sight!
"Be careful!"
However, at this moment, Alkaid was in the midst of falling, in mid-air with no leverage to use.
He might have been able to twist his body and dodge Xie Yusheng's punch in an extremely limited way, but doing so would lead to…
A relentless onslaught of attacks from Xie Yusheng.
Realizing this, Zong Yan's aura suddenly flared intensely, unleashing the power of the Martial Saint Realm without holding anything back.
But the demon intercepting him had also materialized its True Body. Even though its demonic body wasn't as strong as a Martial Saint, it was able to hold him off for the moment with exquisite and unparalleled Combat Skills.
And with another demon that had materialized its True Body likewise attacking in concert, no matter how hard Zong Yan strained, he was still unable to rescue Alkaid in time.
...
Compared to Zong Yan's anxiety,
The falling Alkaid had already made up his mind in an instant.
Not an ounce of evasion!
He let the demon-transformed Xie Yusheng's punch soar towards him, targeting his body while he hurled out the Divine Shadow Sword, which he had been tightly clutching to stab downwards.
Just a moment before Xie Yusheng's punch could hit him, the tip of the Divine Shadow Sword pierced through Xie Yusheng's skull first, burying itself to the hilt.
When faced with tight straits, the brave come out on top!
In a life-and-death struggle, every second, every instant, must be contested!
Because what hung in the balance of their life and death was just that — a fleeting instant.
To retreat would mean no hope of recovery!
"Boom!"
Xie Yusheng's sky-rocketing blow followed through with its momentum, striking Alkaid's body. In an instant, the discharging power scattered the floating dust above, creating a ring of dust-driven shockwaves.
Under such a ferocious hit, Alkaid, already on his way to the ground, was violently thrown back up through the hole in the second floor, and with his momentum undiminished, he smashed through the second floor's ceiling, shattering the ornaments above.
Then, his figure began to fall once more…
Below, the two demons that had materialized their True Bodies roared and pounced towards the falling Alkaid.
However, a frightening gleam suddenly burst from his eyes just as he was about to fall back to the first floor and face the combined attack from the two demons. Divine Intent pulled, suppressing the injuries from the punch that seemed as if it could tear his body apart in an instant. The cold sword light, carrying endless sharpness, cut down against the two approaching demons.
Divine Descent!