Chapter 900

"What is that?!!"

Something is flying!

He's here, he's here!?

Boom boom! Boom!!

Screams accompanied the earth's explosion, near the second urban cluster on the outskirts of the infected city.

Tens of thousands of people watched in horror as a man flew through the midair, continually bombarding the ground.

The earth dragon rose, and the ground shook.

Human tissue blown away by the Shockwave fell like rain from one block to another.

A woman pushing a stroller collapsed, staring at the arm that had fallen at her feet, and screamed aloud.

It was like a scene from a movie.

Dark red light waves, like sickles, overlapped and struck the ground.

The Shockwave spread, and the blast-like airflow sent numerous cars at the intersection flying.

Firelight scattered, blood splattered on car windows, and the formerly peaceful city suddenly descended into chaos.

Collapse, explosion, as if flying into a no-man's land.

The sonic boom from high-speed flight even shattered the glass of buildings along the way.

Passing through the debris, the spreading psychic power casually crushed a group of panicked people holding their phones.

This three Fourth Rank senior chasing Lin An directly ignored the panicked humans fleeing on the ground.

He expressionlessly launched another dark-red light wave, shaking the many people on the ground who couldn't escape into a puddle of flesh.

Flesh and the overturned concrete pavement mixed together, the air filled with a nauseating sweet-bloody smell.

He slowed slightly, a deep dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

It's already been six minutes.

From the infected city, they chased him all the way to another city.

Lin An's escape speed far exceeded their imagination.

I thought this rat that only flees underground would at most last two minutes before its spiritual energy ran out, but I didn't expect Lin An to stubbornly hold on until now.

Moreover, this rat kept digging deeper, to the point that Chen Yangtian and the others, who had surrounded him from both sides, were still digging underground with dirty faces.

"Speed up! We can't stay here long!"

Without question, the order was given.

The piercing air-raid alarm blared.

After glancing at the large swarm of "bug-armored" forces approaching in the distance, the silver-haired man's expression grew somewhat irritated.

He wasn't worried about the armed forces of this region world, but he was worried about the meme.

This region world is clearly in the early stages of a meme outbreak.

The infected in the Rear also followed them amid this intense commotion, and no one knows what mutation the meme will undergo after the infected group expands.

If we keep dragging on without catching Lin An, even they will run into trouble.

Moreover, judging from Lin An's route, it's clear he intends to run to the boundary and rush into the next region to escape.

"Received!"

Deep underground, Chen Yangtian angrily swung his fist at high speed, shattering the rock before him.

He heard the dissatisfaction in the silver-haired man's tone, but there was nothing he could do.

He also thought Lin An would soon exhaust his spiritual energy, after all, whether blocking the earthquake caused by the Shockwave or constantly digging underground, both consume spiritual energy.

Moreover, this kid is even carrying an ordinary person.

When they lurked over, they clearly sensed that Lin An's spiritual energy was obviously less than half, yet he still took a hit head-on.

Who would have thought, this rat is like cheating.

Just as he was setting up a spatial lock, the opponent suddenly burst forth with spiritual energy, accelerating their escape.

Because of this delay, he had no choice but to put away the spatial lock Props and hurriedly catch up.

Moreover, Chen Yangtian also sensed that something was off.

By rights, a three Fourth Rank senior digging underground to chase should be far more efficient than theirs, yet for some reason the silver-haired man merely struck from a distance, with no intention of digging underground.

Damn it, all the dirty and tiring work falls on us.

After a Curse Quietly, Chen Yangtian felt his depleted spiritual energy and without hesitation transformed the vitality within his body, instantly turning half his hair white.

He sighed, thinking that this body he occupies will likely be Scrap after the pursuit ends.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The plan is about to start, and the capital side no longer needs them to hide anything...

"Sizzle-sizzle-"

White light flashed, Lin An drew a brand-new High-Frequency Weapon from his ring for the fourth time, expressionlessly breaking the rock before him.

Mental blast combined with Arcane energy dissolution, his path-clearing speed was extremely fast, but the huge consumption also left him somewhat unable to cope.

Left with no choice, to replenish his spiritual energy and mental power, he had already converted 2 points of his physique attribute using the Starcaller set.

He did not consume the attributes symbolizing attack type; after precise calculation, losing some physique is the optimal solution.

Feeling the three relentless pursuers' auras behind him, a fierce glint flashed in Lin An's eyes.

If he weren't truly unable to gauge the true combat power of that three Fourth Rank senior, he would have already turned around and killed the two behind him.

Every point of attribute is extremely precious to him; if he continues to flee, the losses will only grow larger.

He let out a quiet sigh.

After advancing to three Fourth Rank, his true combat power didn't increase much; it was mostly potential growth and increased suppression of lower ranks.

When facing peers, or even higher ranks, with his attributes unchanged, his suppressive power is not what it used to be.

Terms: same rank, higher rank, attribute, suppressive power. Not names.

It's a shame; if he were given another month, with electromagnetic enhancement mastered, he could defeat his opponent without relying on mutation.

Terms: electromagnetic enhancement, mutation. Not names.

Even if the opponent's strength obviously has a cat-like stickiness, their basic attribute is absolutely not comparable to an ordinary third rank.

Terms: basic attribute, third rank.

But, with four times the spiritual energy upper limit and extreme value, it means his potential far exceeds that of an ordinary third rank.

Terms: spiritual energy, upper limit, extreme value, potential, ordinary third rank.

Any increase in attribute is quadrupled for him.

Terms: attribute.

And each increase in spiritual energy is also quadrupled for him!

Terms: spiritual energy.

Once stacked enhancement is activated, his strength will undergo a qualitative leap, rather than now, where a mere third-rank senior could suppress him.

Terms: stacked enhancement, strength, third-rank senior.

In his arms, Little Mo Ling silently felt the vital force constantly transforming within him, and glanced at the protective shield Lin An had raised for her.

Terms: Little Mo Ling, vital force, protective shield, Lin An.

In silence, she couldn't help but speak:

No terms.

Lin An, put me down!

Term: Lin An.

You can't fight them while carrying me...

No.

Feeling like a burden, Little Mo Ling's mood sank, and she tightly bit her lip.

Term: Little Mo Ling.

She also didn't expect that after entering the Black Domain, the enemy she faced would be Awakened Ones, not spiritual entities that wouldn't attack her.

Terms: Black Domain, Awakened Ones, spiritual anomaly. Not a name.

As a result, she couldn't even have the slightest effect.

No.

Lin An almost instinctively tightened his embrace of Mo Ling after a brief moment of surprise.

Terms: Lin An, Mo Ling.

What a joke—dropping Mo Ling now would be tantamount to killing her.

Term: Mo Ling.

He wasn't without trump cards; at the critical moment, he might not be unable to fight the opponent to the death.

No.

Just as he was about to speak and refuse, he suddenly heard the Second Will speak within the Thought Space.

Terms: Thought Space, Second Will.

(Lin An, we don't have time to escape to the border!)

Term: Lin An.

(He has a spatial seal in his hand; I sensed the aura of a spatial fluctuation just now.)

Terms: Space Seal, space fluctuation. Not a name.

(Using mutation carries too great a risk.)

Term: mutation.

(Our only option now is to separate from Mo Ling, let her…)

Term: Mo Ling.

The words hadn't even finished.

No.

Lin An instantly interrupted the Second Will, his expression turning icy.

Terms: Lin An, Second Will.

What do you mean?

No.

You want me to abandon Mo Ling?

Term: Mo Ling.

His heart sank; within the Thought Space, Lin An stared fixedly at the Second Will, as if refusing to let it utter that plan.

Terms: Thought Space, Lin An, Second Will.

If Mo Ling dies, she can become an Undead Monarch; rationally, letting her die would allow him to easily escape this pursuit.

Terms: Mo Ling, Undead Monarch, pursuit. Not a name.

Even if Mo Ling becomes an Undead Monarch, she might be able to kill these pursuers.

Terms: Undead Monarch, Mo Ling, pursuers.

After all, according to Chu An, the appearance of an Undead Monarch means third rank!

Terms: Chu An, Undead Monarch, third rank.

Under special abilities.

No.

She, capable of summoning an undead army out of thin air, poses a lethal threat to any third rank.

Terms: undead army, third rank.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and the Second Will calmly met his gaze.

Term: Second Will.

He knows this is the biggest difference between him and Lin An.

Term: Lin An.

In his arms, Mo Ling lifted its head, as if realizing something, tightly gripping Lin An's small hand, then loosening slightly and slipping to the side.