Chapter 958: Sniper

Sniper

Lu Xun picked up the receiver and pressed a string of numbers in succession, after which a melodious music slowly began to play.

Yang Xiao didn't stop him anymore, nor did he leave. Instead, he quietly squeezed into the telephone booth with him. His consciousness had already begun to follow the communication signal, searching for the location of this Director Sun...

The ringtone rang for a full dozen seconds. Just as the two thought they couldn't get through, a voice sounded from the other end of the phone:

"...Hello?"

...

Under the night sky, two figures fell toward a moving freight train.

Before Chen Ling could stand firmly on the train, the hurricane under his feet suddenly dissipated. Fortunately, his sense of balance was extremely strong, and his feet still stepped firmly on the plastic tarpaulin used to cover the cargo.

Chen Ling looked up and saw that on the freight car in front of him, the masked man staggered and almost fell down.

"...Nothing, just a bit tired."

The masked man's voice sounded slightly exhausted.

A hint of doubt flashed through Chen Ling's eyes. Logically speaking, although it had been quite a while since the masked man intervened in the battlefield, the frequency of his attacks wasn't high. Most of the time he was talking and flying on the wind... Could it be that flying consumed that much Spiritual Power?

"Then quickly rest for a while."

"There's no time." The masked man turned to look in a certain direction. "They've caught up again..."

Under the vast night sky, several helicopters were roaring as they approached this place. At the same time, one could see figures jumping straight down from the cabins, diving straight toward this location!

"Why are they lingering like ghosts??" Chen Ling couldn't help but speak.

"As far as I know, the two Divination Path users in Bureau 749 need a certain interval for each remote positioning. But their tracking speed now is too fast, which means it's not a location calculated by divination, but rather some kind of tracking spell has been placed on you."

"Tracking spell..." Chen Ling looked down at his body, but didn't find anything unusual.

"Their tracking methods aren't that easy to spot." The masked man shook his head. "If we can't remove the tracking, then we can only rely on distance to shake them off... The ranks of those people aren't that high, and the range of their skills is just Shanghai. If we can escape the Shanghai area, they probably won't be able to chase anymore."

"Then why don't we just ride the wind and leave?"

"..."

The masked man smiled bitterly. He raised his hand, grabbed the edge of the mask, and slowly took it off.

In the hazy moonlight, that hideous grimace detached from his body, exposing a slightly pale face of a youth to the air. His eyes were full of helplessness...

Almost at the same time, Chen Ling clearly felt that all the Spiritual Power on the masked man vanished the moment he took off the mask... It was as if his Divine Path instantly detached from him, completely turning him into an Ordinary Person.

"You..."

Chen Ling had never seen anyone whose rank and Spiritual Power would suddenly disappear, and for a moment he was incredibly surprised.

"My power all comes from 'Masks' and 'Prayer'... But this process cannot last too long. The power brought by the Ritual will gradually weaken over time." The masked man looked down at the mask in his hand,

"After taking off the mask, I am a mortal... Right now, I can't ride the wind to fly, much less take you away."

Chen Ling had never heard of this way of obtaining power. He just thought that the mask was an extremely special Ritual Artifact, and all the masked man's power came from it... But now it seemed that this was the special aspect of the other party's Divine Path.

"...It is indeed complicated enough." Chen Ling couldn't help but ask. "Then from now on, you can't fight anymore?"

The masked man held it in for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence:

"Wait for me to recover a bit, there's still a chance."

"Then it probably won't be in time..."

Before Chen Ling could finish his words, he suddenly seemed like a different person. Without hesitation, he kicked the masked man in the chest, sending him flying several meters away on the freight car, rolling miserably on the ground.

Just as he himself had said, after taking off the mask, he was a complete Ordinary Person and had no resistance to Chen Ling's kick. If Chen Ling hadn't held back his strength at all, he would already have been kicked to death.

Almost at the same time, a sniper bullet whistled past Chen Ling!!

If Chen Ling hadn't kicked out that foot just now, the masked man would have already been shot in the head, dying without a burial place. This wasn't simply speculation, but something that actually happened in the previous Script...

Scarlet blood flowed from Chen Ling's seven orifices, making him look incredibly hideous.

"...Huh?"

Several kilometers away from the freight train, a woman carrying a Sniper Rifle felt it was inconceivable. "Impossible... From so far away, how did he sense it..."

Chen Ling didn't have that strong of a sense, nor did he possess Foreknowledge. He had witnessed the masked man's head explode a second ago, and then instantly activated [Cut].

He modified the last line of The Script, rewriting the masked man's fate of being killed. And the price was that his whole body was incredibly exhausted, as if overdrawn.

"Last time you crippled one of my hands, this time you almost shot my head... Do you really think I can't do anything to you if you hide so far away!?"

Chen Ling's eyes were full of blood streaks. He let out a low roar, directly stepped on Cloud Steps, and soared into the sky from the freight train, charging toward the sniper with monstrous killing intent!

The female sniper was startled, but didn't panic because of it. Instead, she immediately looked through the sniper scope, and the pitch-black muzzle began to track the high-speed moving Chen Ling...

Stepping on Cloud Steps, Chen Ling's movement speed was extremely fast. In just a few seconds, he had already crossed two-thirds of the distance between them, and the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe rapidly magnified in the sniper scope!

This was a contest of speed and accuracy, and the female sniper was extremely confident in her shooting.

"Courting death." The sniper gritted her teeth and spoke.

Bang——!!

The radiance of the Way of the Soldier God flashed past behind the sniper. The next moment, a bullet imbued with several skills whistled across the sky!

But she absolutely didn't expect that Chen Ling actually had no intention of dodging at all, allowing that bullet to shatter his right ribs and lung lobe, scarlet blood blooming like fireworks!

The sniper scope magnified every detail on Chen Ling's face. Bleeding from his seven orifices, he now looked like an enraged ferocious beast. That gaze was like a knife flashing with a cold light, making the sniper's heart tremble.

When the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe disappeared from the sniper scope, she subconsciously raised her head. Under the hazy moonlight, a red-clothed ghost had already flashed in front of her!

"You..."

Before the sniper had time to speak, a Bone-Stripping Knife instantly slashed an arc, and an astonished head was tossed high into the darkness...

Covered in blood, Chen Ling stood firmly beside the fallen sniper's corpse. Scarlet blood dripped onto the ground along the edge of the Bone-Stripping Knife... Almost at the same time, pale and intense helicopter spotlights overlappingly locked onto his figure...

It was as if he was standing under a spotlight with thousands of eyes on him.