Chapter 50: Psionic Flame
Accompanied by several explosions, the flames produced by the blasts directly Devoured the Black-Winged Insect, and the Black-Winged Insect let out bursts of hissing roars.
It rushed out of the flames produced by the explosion, its pair of wings still burning with fire, but it looked as though its wings could no longer fly.
Chenjie, along with several teammates, surrounded the Black-Winged Insect and opened fire on it with Assault Rifles.
The Black-Winged Insect became even more brutal after losing its wings; it charged toward Chenjie, who dodged to the side and slammed a fist blade into the Black-Winged Insect's head.
But the Black-Winged Insect dodged this strike in an extremely eerie posture, causing the fist blade to strike the Black-Winged Insect's abdomen; the fist blade, imbued with Spiritual Power, directly pierced its body, yet the Black-Winged Insect opened its mouth to bite at Chenjie's neck.
Although Chenjie dodged with all his might, he still let the Black-Winged Insect bite his right arm.
"Hiss..." Chenjie's right arm was bitten off, and several other teammates stepped forward to help.
At this moment, although the Black-Winged Insect's speed was not as fast as it had just been, the several squad members were not in their best state; they had already gone through several battles, and at this time, their bodies and Spiritual Power were nearly exhausted. Their attacks could no longer keep up with the Black-Winged Insect's speed; their attacks were always dodged by the Black-Winged Insect, only for them to be severely wounded by the Black-Winged Insect again.
Yingzhou was lying on the ground at this time, the pain in his chest making him feel like he was about to die; his consciousness was already somewhat blurred, and everything before his eyes was gradually turning black.
He saw Yingfang come to his side with a panicked expression, saying something to him, but he could no longer hear it.
Ah, am I going to die? Hehehe, that last hit really hurt; if I hadn't transmigrated, I probably would have fainted from the pain already. Or not, maybe I would have just kicked the bucket directly.
I was once just an ordinary person; after coming to this world, I also experienced a different life. Although the ending is a bit bleak, it's fine; after all, it is not an easy thing for the Humans of this world to survive.
Images of his time in this world or the previous one kept surfacing in Yingzhou's mind; these images made him feel familiar, while also making his consciousness become increasingly blurred.
As time passed, Yingzhou's body gradually lost control; he could no longer move and could only watch helplessly as the Black-Winged Insect fought with those squad members.
Just at this moment, Yingzhou felt a dazzling golden light suddenly appear before his eyes, so bright that he could not open them.
He tried hard to see the figure in the light clearly, but he could never make it out.
However, what happened next left Yingzhou astonished.
He suddenly felt a powerful force surge into his body, as if injecting him with new vitality.
His consciousness began to gradually clear up, and his previously blurred thinking also became sharp.
Not only that, he discovered that his control over his body had also returned to his hands.
What surprised him even more was that his body was now full of power, stronger than at any time before.
Yingzhou stood up quickly; the Chainsword in his hand hummed, and it ignited with Psionic Flame.
He gripped the hilt tightly, feeling the powerful energy coming from the sword.
Then, he charged toward the Black-Winged Insect without hesitation.
His speed was extremely fast, the Chainsword bringing up bursts of scorching flames, emitting a terrifying aura.
Seeing the strong man who had just been severely wounded by it now able to stand up and launch an attack, and feeling the extreme sense of dread from the flames on that weapon, the Black-Winged Insect was stunned.
While dodging, it tried to use its forelimbs to block Yingzhou's attack, and Yingzhou directly slashed the Chainsword down.
The sharp forelimbs that had just given everyone a headache were, at this moment, like tofu, severed by the Chainsword; the high temperature scorched the Black-Winged Insect's wound area a bright red.
"Roar!"
After the Black-Winged Insect had one of its forelimbs severed by this strike, the painful, hissing roar made the survivors not far away cover their ears.
But this time, it did not charge toward Yingzhou as it had before; it began to slowly retreat, preparing to flee.
"Want to run? Stay here!" Seeing the Black-Winged Insect wanted to run, Yingzhou closed the distance with the Black-Winged Insect in a single stride, slashed the Chainsword at the Black-Winged Insect again without hesitation, severed the other forelimb, and then Yingzhou slashed the Black-Winged Insect several times with the Chainsword.
The Black-Winged Insect was neatly chopped into eight pieces, dead as could be.
After confirming that the Black-Winged Insect would not make any more moves, the flames on the Chainsword vanished; Yingzhou felt the feeling of being full of power disappear by more than half, but his own wounds had already healed almost completely.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Yingzhou panted heavily, sticking the Chainsword into the ground to support his body.
"Yingzhou!" Yingfang came to his younger brother's side and, seeing the wound that had just been pierced by the Black-Winged Insect was now almost healed, could not help but be somewhat surprised.
He wanted to help him up, but found that he could not do it alone.
"I'm fine, you should go check on your teammates first. Hoo... hoo... I'm just a bit exhausted now." Yingzhou squeezed out a smile, letting Yingfang go check on the others.
After Yingfang left, Yingzhou pulled the Chainsword out of the ground, unable to help but think of the Psionic Flame that had just been burning on his Chainsword.
"My goodness, this Psionic Flame is just too strong, it's just easy to drain my Spiritual Power." Yingzhou gave a wry smile, sighing at the powerful might of the Psionic Flame while shaking his head helplessly, then turned and walked toward the place where the survivors were gathered.
At this moment, Lao Huo also noticed that this intense battle had ended, and he hurriedly led several remaining team members to step forward to check on the condition of Xu Fenqiu, Chenjie, and other teammates.
After some effort, they finally succeeded in bringing the seriously wounded back to the location where the survivors were gathered.
One of the squad members immediately unleashed the power of his Back Spirit; his hands emitted a soft, milky-white light, quickly stabilizing the injuries of the other squad members for the time being and helping Chenjie reattach his severed arm.
Yingzhou stood to the side and witnessed all of this, a sense of astonishment rising in his heart. He had never thought that an auxiliary-type Back Spirit could have such magical healing functions, not only able to treat wounds but also to reattach severed limbs.
After properly arranging for his teammates to rest and receive treatment, Yingfang hurried to Yingzhou's side and asked, "Yingzhou, what exactly was that flame on your weapon just now? Is it the special ability of your Back Spirit?"
Hearing this question, Yingzhou was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly brushed it off, trying to cover it up. Just at this moment, he suddenly discovered a huge Transport Aircraft appearing out of thin air in the sky, so he hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Is that the Transport Aircraft coming to pick us up?"
Yingfang looked back and discovered it was a Human Alliance Transport Aircraft, "Yes, let's hurry and organize the survivors to board."
The Transport Aircraft landed slowly, and after the rear hatch opened, several Human Alliance soldiers walked down and saluted Yingfang, "Hello, we have been ordered to come and pick up your squad."
Yingzhou did not linger by their side, nor did he care what they were saying; he found Charlie and the others and arranged for them to board the Transport Aircraft.
End of Chapter
