178: Chapter 178 The Shadow Raven Throne, Frost Seals the Throat

As the commander's heart-wrenching roar fell...

Dozens of heavy machine guns exploded at once!

The tongues of fire spitting from the muzzles almost merged into a sea of flames!

A dense rain of bullets covered every inch of space where Chen Du and the other two were, leaving no blind spots!

The asphalt road looked as if it were being frantically overturned by countless shovels!

Asphalt debris flew everywhere!

The off-road vehicle serving as cover was torn into scrap metal within two seconds!

Immediately after—Boom!!

The fuel tank exploded, and a fireball soared into the sky!

"Hahaha! Stop pretending to be a big shot!"

"Sitting on a throne? I'll send you to the Western Heaven to sit on a lotus pedestal!"

The thugs of the Sky Dome Chamber of Commerce frantically pulled their triggers until the barrels turned red.

With this kind of fire coverage, even an A-Rank tank would be blown to bits!

They strafed for a full minute.

Until the smoke made it impossible to open one's eyes and the entire street was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder,

Did the commander finally raise his trembling hand to signal a ceasefire.

The scene was deathly silent.

"They should... be dust by now, right?"

Someone swallowed hard, staring intently at the cloud of smoke that hadn't yet dissipated.

The wind blew, and the smoke cleared.

Only a charred crater remained; not even a scrap of clothing was left.

The three living people from just now seemed to have been erased from the world by an eraser—evaporated!

"Where are they?! What the hell is going on?!"

The commander felt his scalp go numb.

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice, carrying a hint of laziness and mockery, exploded directly above the convoy without warning.

Everyone looked up abruptly.

Under the night sky...

Countless pitch-black crows were circling.

No.

Those weren't ordinary crows.

They were formed entirely of condensed shadow energy—[Shadow Crowss]!

Caw—!

Hundreds and thousands of Shadow Crowss let out ear-piercing cries, a black mass that blotted out the starlight.

The next second.

The flock of Shadow Crowss suddenly dived!

At the moment they were about to hit the ground, they frantically reorganized and stacked like building blocks.

Whoosh!

Black mist exploded.

The black mist erupted in the densest center of the crowd, and Chen Du's figure emerged from within it.

That spotless white suit looked out of place amidst the surrounding mess, yet it was blindingly bright.

"Fire! Blow him to—"

Halfway through the commander's roar, he could no longer feel the vibration of his throat.

Because it was cold.

An extreme cold that seeped into the marrow and even froze the soul sealed off the surrounding area.

Crack... Snap... The modified jeep in the front row stalled abruptly.

Visible white frost spread rapidly from the tires, sweeping over the hood.

Finally, it sealed the entire vehicle in a crystal-clear block of ice.

"What's happening?!"

"It's an ability! That woman in the leather suit!"

The mercenaries looked back in horror.

On the previously empty steps, Xia Mo was slowly walking down.

The tight leather suit outlined her breathtaking curves, and her long hair danced wildly in the cold wind.

She was as beautiful as a demoness, yet as cold as a god of death.

The [Kanze Masamune] in her hand tilted slightly, its blade slicing through the air and leaving a long-lasting faint blue ice trail.

"Chen Du."

Xia Mo parted her red lips, her voice as clear and cold as a spring, "Can you consume the souls of these hundreds of people?"

Chen Du was still sitting on a Thorn Throne condensed from shadows.

Left leg crossed over his right, one hand supporting his forehead.

"Don't make them too messy; it's a hassle to recycle."

Those golden eyes shone brightly in the darkness, like a god looking down on ants.

"Understood. I'll try to cut them as neatly as possible."

Before she finished speaking, Xia Mo's figure vanished into thin air.

"Where is she? Defend! Hurry up and defend!"

The commander felt a chill on the back of his neck and frantically pulled the bolt, firing blindly into the air.

Pfft—!

A crisp sound of tearing.

The head of the adjutant beside him, along with half a shoulder, slid smoothly to the ground.

No blood sprayed, because the wound was frozen into red ice crystals the moment it was cut.

"She's in the shadows! Fire the flares! Quick..."

Before the command could be finished, another faint blue arc of light flashed.

Xia Mo was like a black swan dancing in an ink pool; every time she appeared, it was inevitably in a blind spot.

As the long blade passed, frost sealed the throats.

Suddenly, the effect of [Fatal Strike] was triggered!

A burly man who had awakened B-Rank Strength Enhancement roared and swung an alloy giant hammer, trying to counterattack.

However, the blade turned slightly.

That alloy hammer handle, as thick as a bowl's rim, was actually sliced cleanly like a crisp biscuit!

Then, a seductive ice flower bloomed on the burly man's chest.

Bang!

The ice flower shattered, turning into countless sharp ice needles that turned the surrounding unlucky bastards into honeycombs.

This was the weight of an S-Rank Talent!

In the eyes of these amateur Awakened Oness who hadn't even recognized all the talent ranks, this was a miracle!

Or rather, an execution from hell!

"So cool! I give Xia Mo's performance 101 points; the extra point is for you to be proud!"

At the other end of the battlefield, Lin Keke was already having a blast.

Dressed as a cyber swordsman, she hopped back and forth through the crowd, as agile as a little mouse with a speed boost.

"Take this! Eat my Flash Yo-yo!"

She threw it casually.

Two spheres emitting an eerie purple light rolled into the crowd.

"What's that? A bomb? Get out of the way!"

A group of mercenaries scrambled in terror, fleeing in all directions.

As it turned out... pfft.

The spheres sprayed a large amount of colorful ribbons and sequins.

Along with a strong, dizzying perfume scent.

"Oops? Took the wrong prop, that one's for celebrations!"

Lin Keke stuck out her tongue playfully, but the two Laser Swords in her hands didn't hesitate as she swung them.

"How about this one? I'll give you a debuff—[Mount Tai Press]!"

Hum—!

The sequins on the ground suddenly became as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Dozens of mercenaries busy rubbing their eyes felt as if they were carrying an elephant on their shoulders.

They all knelt on the ground in unison, the sound of kneecaps shattering was crisp and pleasant.

"Nice! Full crowd control!"

"It's finishing time! The experience from this wave of mobs belongs to this young lady!"

Lin Keke swung her Laser Swords, dealing damage frantically in the crowd like harvesting wheat.

She kept muttering while she slashed.

"Hey! You with the beard, can your expression be a bit more exaggerated when you die? You have no sense of participation at all!"

This absurd scene, combined with the bloody battlefield, made the remaining enemies nearly collapse.

Where the hell did this crazy woman come from?!

A heavy armored group of hundreds was forced into a state where two girls created the momentum of a thousand-man army.

But what truly caused despair was the man who hadn't lifted a finger from beginning to end.

Chen Du sat on the throne, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.

It was as if he were conducting a symphony.

Whenever a fish escaped the net and tried to organize a counterattack, or whenever a sniper hid in the shadows trying to lock onto Xia Mo's back...

The shadow behind that man would stretch and pierce like a venomous snake!

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Precise headshots, never missing.

This was full-map vision plus full-map strikes!

"A bit slow."

Chen Du frowned slightly, his golden eyes locking onto Xia Mo in the center of the battlefield.

Although the scene was a one-sided massacre, he could tell that Xia Mo's breathing was ragged.

Large-scale crowd control freezing plus high-frequency teleportation—the mental energy consumption was astronomical.

This woman still lacked experience in prolonged battles; she didn't know how to manage her mana.

"It looks like she's planning to go all out?"

Chen Du murmured to himself.

In the center of the battlefield, Xia Mo suddenly stopped.

She leaned on her sword with one hand.

Her long hair danced in the icy wind, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.

Nearly a hundred terrified mercenaries were still huddled behind vehicles, shouting frantically.

"She's out of mana! She's exhausted!"

"Go! Now's the chance! Kill this bitch!"

The most despicable side of human nature was fully exposed at this moment.

Seeing the strong become weak, their vanished courage returned.

Dozens of red-eyed thugs howled as they lunged at the seemingly swaying figure.