Chapter 1376: Countdown

Countdown

The moment he saw that terrifying and hideous face, Yang Xiao's heart couldn't help but tremble.

He subconsciously wanted to scream in horror, but when his peripheral vision swept over that black theatrical costume of a very familiar style, his entire person froze... He blankly observed that pitch-black face that was continuously peeling off like wall plaster, trying to find some familiar shadows on it.

"Are you... Director Chen?"

Although the skin on his face had become pitch-black like a shadow, Chen Ling's facial contours and features actually hadn't changed much. A familiar person looking closely from a short distance could still recognize him.

"I knew you'd be having these messy dreams... Wake up quickly, you have more important things to do." The black-robed Chen Ling snorted coldly.

"Ah?" Yang Xiao looked blank,

"I... am dreaming?"

After Chen Ling pointed out that this was a dream, Yang Xiao's consciousness began to stir, like continuously floating up from the deep sea. Everything around him became illusory and fragile.

Also, how did he turn into this appearance?

Yang Xiao's consciousness was rapidly breaking away from the dream. At the same time, the black-robed Chen Ling's voice leisurely sounded again:

"Countdown 60 seconds..."

Yang Xiao didn't understand what this sentence meant. Chen Ling seemed to have said something else afterwards, but he could no longer hear clearly...

He was like rushing out of the water surface from the bottom of the sea, suddenly waking up from a muddled state. His lungs instinctively pumped rapidly, and his entire person coughed violently, coughing out all the seawater in his windpipe through his mouth and nose.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

At this time, Yang Xiao was tightly tied to a metal chair. He was soaking wet all over, as if someone had splashed a large bucket of seawater on him, almost choking him to death on the spot.

Opposite him, two American soldiers casually tossed an empty bucket aside, coldly watching Yang Xiao who had woken up.

One of them pointed a gun at the center of Yang Xiao's brows, and the other asked menacingly in English:

"Who sent you? What is your mission?"

"... Where is this?"

Yang Xiao's brows furrowed tightly, and he asked back in English.

The expression of the one holding the gun darkened. "Right now, we are the ones asking you."

As a wave swept past, the hull swayed on the sea surface. Faint creaking sounds came from the deck above. Yang Xiao seemed to have realized something, and his gaze looking at the two American soldiers in front of him became somewhat grave.

Combined with his fragmentary memories before falling unconscious, he had already guessed where he was...

"I don't know." He answered calmly.

"Haha."

The one holding the gun seemed to have lost his patience. He directly strode forward, grabbed Yang Xiao's hair with one hand, forcefully shoved the muzzle against his forehead, opened his mouth wide, and roared like a wild beast:

"My patience is limited! Tell me! Who are you?! What is your purpose in coming here!!"

Foul-smelling saliva splashed onto Yang Xiao's cheek. He turned his head away in disgust, while calmly speaking:

"40."

"What?"

"39, 38..."

The American soldier's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He didn't know what crazy fit this Easterner was having. Before he could say anything else, a roaring sound of an explosion came from outside, followed immediately by an urgent sound of sweeping firepower!

Da da da da da——

"Enemy attack?!"

The other soldier immediately spoke, "You watch him here, I'll go out and see what the situation is."

He opened the door and rushed directly onto the deck, only to see that a neighboring destroyer had already been blasted into two from the middle. Billowing black smoke drifted up from it. Massive amounts of artillery and deck wreckage were scattered on the surrounding sea surface. Terrified figures were scrambling to jump into the seawater to escape for their lives...

In the next second, a black shadow descended from the sky.

Boom——!!!

His speed was too fast, so fast that the American soldier couldn't even see clearly what had happened. Dozens of meters high white spray splashed between the two ships. Those figures attempting to jump into the sea to escape for their lives were all blasted into blood mist in an instant...

By the time the fluttering seawater fell back onto the sea surface, the destroyer and all the soldiers on it had turned into floating fragments.

The churning waves almost caused the destroyer they were on to capsize. All the soldiers tightly grabbed onto things around them to prevent sliding into the seawater... Just as the soldier who was interrogating just now tried his best to grab the railing to stabilize his figure, a pitch-black figure slowly suspended from the sea surface.

The black Theatrical Robe fluttered in the wind. Those teasing and tyrannical scarlet pupils were like the gaze of Satan descending upon the human world.

"What the... hell..."

Da da da da da——

The firepower of the several surrounding destroyers swarmed towards here, like a sky full of light spots surrounding the black-robed figure!

At this distance, standard missiles had already failed. They could only use the close-in weapon systems on the destroyers. Dozens of 20mm six-barrel cannons madly sprayed bullets. But how could this level of weapon cause lethal damage to the black-robed Chen Ling?

The black-robed Chen Ling was seen not dodging at all, forcefully resisting the hail of bullets dancing in the sky. He transformed into a black meteor and directly pierced through the hull of another destroyer. Violent firelight spewed out. After being blasted apart at the waist, the huge destroyer rapidly began to disintegrate.

And the black-robed Chen Ling didn't intend to stop. After that, he successively pierced through another two destroyers. Balls of firelight shooting into the sky exploded on the sea surface. Accompanied by splashing deck and weapon fragments, the entire sea area seemed to have been reduced to a living hell.

The soldier was completely dumbfounded at this moment. In his impression, the last person to be this fierce was that blonde woman in a certain movie who used her head to pierce through an alien flying saucer...

In reality, could someone really easily pierce through so many destroyers with just their own strength?

What kind of monster was that??

In just tens of seconds, only one ship remained in this advance destroyer fleet. Just when numerous soldiers on the ship were in despair, that black-robed figure didn't choose to pierce through it too, but instead chose to slowly land on the deck...

"Leave no one alive." The black-robed Chen Ling spoke indifferently.

Whoosh——!

A Bone-Stripping Knife flew out from his chest, instantly piercing through the chest of an American soldier. Then, like a flying sword, it consciously turned in the air. Dense centipede legs waved on the hilt of the Bone-Stripping Knife, easily cutting open the iron cabin, and in one breath cut off the heads of more than ten people!

Terrified heads rolled on the ground as densely as raindrops, emitting muffled sounds. They died too horrifyingly and suddenly, so much so that their eyeballs could still stare dead at the direction on the deck, their expressions incredibly astonished.

The black-robed Chen Ling walked calmly along the deck. The Bone-Stripping Knife rapidly reaped all lives on this destroyer, like a Grim Reaper wielding his scythe.

He crossed the deck all the way and pushed open the door of the underground cabin. At the same time, a voice came from within the room:

"3..."

"2..."

"1."

The moment the voice fell, the black-robed Chen Ling stood still, and the head of the last soldier fell to the ground in response.