Chapter 99

Thirteen's eyes widened slightly, and though it was already enough that they were all chasing and attacking him, he never expected them to even pull out their guns!

So despicable and shameless!

Of course, his change in expression was certainly not because Qin Menglan was despicable and shameless, fighting and suddenly pulling out a gun.

But because he had truly encountered danger.

Under normal circumstances, at this distance, with this kind of handgun bullet, it posed no threat to Thirteen.

But is he in a normal state now?

Every move Thirteen made met with enormous resistance, as if he had been shoved into a mud pit.

Qin Menglan stared at Thirteen and decisively pulled the trigger.

This skill damages enemies within the magic array, slows their movements, and also slows the user's own speed, but does not harm the user.

However, the bullet is unaffected by any of this.

With a gunshot, Thirteen's head jerked sharply to the side, a bullet whizzing past from the side, tearing a gash in his ear.

A strange flush appeared on his face; dodging this, he had clearly exerted all his strength.

Yet Qin Menglan still had 11 bullets left, and pulling the trigger, even if delayed, only took half a second.

Thirteen was surely doomed!

"Despicable!" Thirteen roared angrily, activating his own skill—Burst.

This skill allows him to briefly unleash combat power far exceeding his current state for the next half minute.

Then comes a weakness period lasting up to an hour.

Similar to a powerful strike, it can be considered a fully enhanced version of a powerful strike.

Thirteen is indeed a fate-holder, and he possesses four skills, two of which Qin Menglan had sealed in advance.

Two remain, and Burst is one of them.

The silenced gunshots rang out continuously, and Qin Menglan fired off all her bullets in one go.

Still, it was just a little too late.

After using the Burst skill, Thirteen's body continually blurred, dodging and evading, avoiding every bullet.

Then he took a breath and lunged fiercely at Qin Menglan, closing the distance between them at extreme speed.

His left hand spread wide, like Mount Tai pressing down, he slapped toward the half-crouching Qin Menglan.

Thirteen's counterattack came too fast; Qin Menglan had no time to react, only able to stare wide-eyed, "watching helplessly" as Thirteen's thunderous strike descended upon her heavenly spirit cover.

This strike, Thirteen used with full force, holding nothing back.

Who knows if this woman still had other hidden skills?

His palm slammed hard onto Qin Menglan's head; under the immense force, her head directly exploded.

"No—wrong!"

Seeing the moment Qin Menglan's skull exploded, Thirteen suddenly realized something was off.

Because what appeared in the shattering was specks of starlight.

Under his palm, Qin Menglan, starting from her head, directly shattered into a vast number of light points.

She was not Qin Menglan, but Qin Menglan's clone!

The one who didn't grab a gun was the real Qin Menglan!

When exactly did they switch?

Thirteen clearly saw this clone use a skill and create a magic array.

Could it be that Qin Menglan's clone can also use the main body's skills? To have such a powerful clone skill?

Qin Menglan's clone naturally would not use skills.

But after the phantom clone reaches level three, it gains a special ability: swapping positions with the main body, usable once after the clone is summoned.

The distance between them must be within twenty meters.

This swap is a perfect "replacement," with no change in posture, extremely difficult for outsiders to detect.

When Qin Menglan used her skill and drew her gun, she simultaneously performed the swap.

The one who fired was not Qin Menglan herself, but her clone.

The extremely lifelike phantom clone can even speak under Qin Menglan's conscious guidance and control, and smiling is certainly no problem.

At the same time he realized something was wrong, Thirteen also faced imminent disaster.

A wave of icy cold came from behind; Thirteen, who had just killed the clone with one palm, had no time to catch his breath—even though he was still in the Burst state.

After all, that palm strike was his all-out, unreserved blow.

Pain quickly gave way to numbness; Thirteen could only lower his head to see his chest, the position of his heart, as a sharp gun tip "burst through his body."

This was a spear entirely condensed from ice, its whole body ice-blue, emitting an astonishing chill.

Neither the spearhead nor the shaft had any bloodstains.

The array pattern beneath his feet vanished, the spear shattered, turning into large amounts of ice shards falling to the ground.

A massive blood hole appeared on Thirteen's body, his stiff corpse collapsing.

The "Demon-Subduing Ice Spear" sounds like the name of an equipment.

In reality, this is another of Qin Menglan's skills, summoning a projection of the weapon named "Demon-Subduing Ice Spear," usable as a normal spear for a period of time.

Upon reaching level two, it can also be used like Qin Menglan just did—directly thrown as a projectile weapon—"Demon-Subduing Strike."

After the Demon-Subduing Strike, the spear vanishes immediately, regardless of whether its duration has ended.

"Huu—"

She exhaled a long breath, Qin Menglan relaxed.

Six skills, excluding one unsuitable one, she unleashed all five of her skills, only then truly defeating Thirteen.

Although A Fei wasn't bad either, compared to Thirteen, he was completely not worth looking at.

Both being Fate Bearers, the gap in strength between them was truly enormous.

Speaking of Fate Bearers, Qin Menglan thought of that damned Tang Luo.

At the critical moment, this guy actually took a car and left!

You ran so many ads, and at the most crucial stage for seeing results, you actually went limp?

The other two, Uncle Qiang and A Fei, also basically played no role before directly collapsing.

If Thirteen hadn't died, he could well have said: "I didn't use any strength, and you all just fell down."

Sure enough, counting on men is reliable — sows will climb trees.

Qin Menglan felt that next mission she should find a girl to execute it with.

"You... are good!"

Suddenly, from Thirteen's corpse came a voice cold to the extreme.

Only to see the originally dead Thirteen slowly climbing up, the frozen traces on his body rapidly disappearing, and the huge blood hole on his chest recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, the sword marks, and the injuries on his right hand were also rapidly recovering.

"A skill?" Qin Menglan was greatly shocked and lost color.

She could be certain that just now Thirteen had truly died; now resurrecting, there could only be one possibility — a skill.

An extremely rare resurrection skill!

Qin Menglan's guess was not wrong; in the last mission, Thirteen had obtained a "Resurrection Skill".

After dying, he could automatically recover to an uninjured state; even if someone pulverized his bones and scattered his ashes, those "ashes" could reassemble into human form.

This skill belonged to the passive type, not controlled by Thirteen, and moreover, had only one use opportunity.

It would automatically activate after Thirteen's death, and disappear after use.

Thirteen had a total of four skills, among which two were sealed; the remaining ones were Burst and Resurrection.

"You still have one last skill, but I know, that skill is Friendly Contract, right?" Thirteen said to Qin Menglan, his complexion terrifyingly gloomy.

He was currently in a state of having no skills.

And Qin Menglan was the same; her last remaining skill could not be used for combat.

In this aspect, the two were on the same starting line.

Qin Menglan had survived six missions, her enhanced God-Demon Walk; Thirteen had too.

And Thirteen was moreover a powerful Fate Bearer.

Uncle Qiang was still unconscious; A Fei lay on the ground, unable to get up, expression struggling.

This battle, from when A Fei caught up to the deliberately stopped Thirteen and was knocked flying, until now, had only been a few minutes' time.

The reinforcements from Walk Close to Science would not arrive that fast.

The final victor was still him!

Even so, Thirteen was still very unhappy, because his life-saving resurrection skill had been used up just like that.

"Tell me, how should I kill you properly?" Thirteen's aura surged, true qi circulated to the extreme, clothes and hair moving without wind, complexion ferocious.

"Then let's see if you have that ability?" Qin Menglan did not show weakness in the slightest, striking a stance.

"Meow~~"

Just at this time, a cat's cry rang out.

Thirteen's eyes narrowed; he looked toward where the sound came from — a tiny cat, walking with elegant steps, was heading this way.

"Where did this stray cat come from?" Thirteen looked at this cat; for some reason, he suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

He was also decisive; his right foot retracted and kicked, a small pebble by his foot shooting toward that suddenly appeared little cat like a bullet.

Xiaotian Dog easily leaped, dodging the stone, and jumped beside Uncle Qiang.

The Merit Jade Lotus hanging on its neck emitted light, falling on Uncle Qiang.

The originally half-dead, eyes-closed unconscious Uncle Qiang suddenly opened his eyes and stood up; his sunken chest had already recovered to its original state.

"This is..." Thirteen frowned.

Uncle Qiang had just stood up when Xiaotian Dog again ran in a puff of smoke to A Fei's side; the Merit Jade Lotus healed again.

A Fei stood up in surprise, couldn't help moving his right arm that had almost needed amputation — now he couldn't feel any pain at all, no injury could be seen.

"Your master came?" Qin Menglan asked.

She of course recognized it; this was Tang Luo's cat, and the jade lotus hanging on its neck was also Tang Luo's thing.

Tang Luo's Enlightenment is actually an equipment's attached skill?

"Meow." Xiaotian Dog ran to Qin Menglan's side, started bravely climbing the peak, and squatted on Qin Menglan's shoulder.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist proclamation rang out from behind Thirteen; he turned his head and saw a white-haired man slowly walking this way, single hand upright at his chest, the very image of a monk.

Only, why was he holding a hot dog in his hand?

"It's you, Xuanzang." Thirteen knew this person.

Fate Bearer, self-styled Xuanzang, is a monk, Fate unknown, strength tyrannical, self-proclaimed adept at "Enlightenment".

But what truly left a deep impression on people was him instantly killing Yao Jingwu.

Violent Monk!

This was the first impression of many God-Demon Walkers toward him.

Didn't expect this person would also participate in the hunt.

And, he instantly healed two injured people — clearly a "healer"!

Hearsay gossip is indeed unreliable.