Chapter 318: Ambush

The City Center business district lies in ruins.

Blood‑colored moonlight casts a weird red halo over the scattered remains.

The air reeks of pungent gunpowder smoke and the foul stench of rotting entrails.

Chen Shao stands beside the collapsed load‑bearing wall.

He lifts a hand to smooth his neatly combed pompadour.

His black suit remains perfectly still in the night wind.

Several meters ahead.

A multi‑armed weird the size of a heavy armored vehicle roars madly.

Its entire body is covered in foul‑smelling pus sacs.

Six thick arms swing bone‑like sickles.

Concrete debris along the way is sliced into powder.

Reinforced steel bars are torn out root and all.

The monster smells the fresh scent of living human flesh.

It steps forward with its reverse‑jointed legs.

It kicks up a foul wind that rushes toward Chen Shao.

The ground shakes violently as it runs.

Chen Shao stays where he is.

He doesn't even lift his eyelids.

In the depths of his right pupil, a dark‑red sigil quietly flares to life.

Dominating Demon Eye.

Invisible psychic force descends instantly.

The surrounding air undergoes severe distortion.

It forms a visible hemispheric force field.

The multi‑armed weird's lunge is halted mid‑air.

It lets out a terrified howl.

Its massive body begins to tremble violently.

Invisible pressure from all sides crushes it madly.

Bone‑cracking sounds erupt one after another.

This monster could wipe out a fully armed special‑ops squad.

It has no room to struggle.

Its huge body is ground straight into a bloody pulp.

Thick black blood splatters across the ruined walls.

Chen Shao steps forward.

His polished leather shoes tread through the sticky blood covering the ground.

He walks up to the pile of minced flesh.

He reaches out with his right hand.

His psychic power precisely parts the foul‑smelling entrails.

A crystal flashing with eerie red light drifts out from deep within the abdomen.

It lands steadily in his palm.

Divine Gift.

Chen Shao examines the prize in his hand.

The red light reflects off his cold expression.

"Another cornerstone for Eden Garden."

He mutters softly.

So Yao Yao can live safely in this rotten world.

So his companions, deemed freaks by the authorities, can find refuge.

Everything blocking the path must be cleared away.

A kilometer away.

At the top of the cable on the highest point of the cross‑river bridge.

Cold wind howls.

A white‑skinned brute with a fleshy face and a horrifying scar across his left eye lies on the steel frame.

He holds an exaggerated‑looking heavy sniper rifle.

Its barrel is terrifyingly thick, and the body is painted in night‑camouflage.

The scope's crosshair is locked tight on Chen Shao's brow a kilometer away.

The scarred man chews his gum vigorously.

His rough fingers rest on the trigger.

"Oriental monkey, pretending to be elegant."

He spits out a mouthful of saliva.

This rifle is a high‑end item specially supplied by the North American Front.

The chambered round is even more astronomically priced.

The bullet head's surface was engraved with countless tiny anti-Weird inscriptions.

Specially designed to break the anomalous's rule defense.

As long as it hits.

No matter what level of monster is parasitizing inside you.

Both person and ghost will be exorcised together.

The scarred man relied on this thing, taking orders on the overseas dark web, having killed two C-grade anomalous and one B-grade anomalous.

Effective every time.

This time infiltrating Jiang Hai City, the goal is to seize the Divine Gift.

"Watch out in your next life."

The scarred man grinned.

Revealing yellow teeth stained with smoke.

His finger suddenly pulled the trigger.

Bang.

The deafening gunshot tore through the night sky.

The thick brass shell flew out, clanging as it landed on the steel frame.

The muzzle spat out a half-meter-long flame.

The specially made bullet carried violent kinetic energy, tearing through the air.

In midair it left a visible shockwave trail.

Straight for Chen Shao's head.

In the ruins.

Chen Shao was about to put the Divine Gift into his pocket.

A deadly sense of danger instantly locked onto him.

That was a physical attack capable of destroying his brain.

He did not turn back.

He didn't even make any tactical evasive move.

He merely lifted his eyelids coldly.

The red light of his right eye's demon eye blazed.

Vast psychic force surged through his body.

Forming an invisible wall behind him.

The specially made bullet crossed a kilometer distance in an instant.

Carrying kinetic energy that could crush everything, it struck that invisible barrier.

Hum.

The air visibly twisted.

The violent shockwave spread outward.

It overturned the surrounding rubble and broken tiles.

Chen Shao's suit hem fluttered loudly in the strong wind.

That bullet, inscribed with runes claimed to ignore all rules.

It hovered just an inch from the back of Chen Shao's head.

Held firmly in suspension.

The bullet head continued to spin wildly.

Its tail jetted hot airflow.

Violently rubbing against the psychic force shield, it sparked blindingly.

Yet it could not advance even an inch.

Chen Shao turned around.

Looking at the bullet hovering before him.

The inscriptions on the bullet head flickered with a faint blue light, trying to undo his psychic force.

"Interesting."

"North American Union's specially made armor-piercing bullet?"

Chen Shao raised his right hand.

He lightly pinched with his index and middle fingers.

Click.

That expensive specially made bullet.

He directly crushed it into scrap metal with two fingers.

He casually tossed it into the puddle at his feet.

He lifted his head.

His gaze pierced the kilometer‑spanning night sky.

He precisely locked onto the sniping point on the cross‑river bridge.

The top of the bridge.

The scarred man watched all of this clearly through his high‑power scope.

The chewing gum in his mouth fell out.

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"WTF!"

"What the hell is this monster!"

The scarred man's scalp went numb.

That was a reverse Weird Inscribed projectile.

It could pierce even the full‑power defense of a B Ji B-grade Anomalous.

It was actually crushed by that man with just two fingers.

The scarred man even gave up the priceless sniper rifle.

He used both hands and feet, rolling and crawling to retreat beneath the steel framework.

His heart hammered wildly in his chest.

Cold sweat soaked his Tactical Vest.

Just as he was climbing down the maintenance iron ladder,

a remarkably steady male voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Leaving already?"

The scarred man's hair stood on end.

He turned his head stiffly.

Chen Shao, at some point,

was already standing on a steel cable less than five meters away.

The gale made the hem of Chen Shao's suit flap noisily.

That indifferent face looked especially eerie under the red moon.

A distance of a thousand meters.

Crossed in just a few seconds.

This is something no human could accomplish.

The scarred man swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He fumbled to draw the Large-caliber Handgun at his waist.

"Fuck!"

He cursed while frantically emptying the magazine.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets poured out.

Chen Shao stood still where he was.

Those bullets, half a meter from his body, all Weirdly froze in mid‑air.

As if trapped in thick glue.

"Too weak."

Chen Shao's tone was utterly flat.

He raised his hand.

His five fingers clenched suddenly.

The bullets suspended in mid‑air instantly reversed direction.

They flew back at a speed faster than when they were fired.

Puff!

Blood spurted in four directions.

The scarred man's right leg was hit.

He screamed miserably as he fell from the iron ladder.

He crashed heavily onto the bridge's asphalt surface.

Chen Shao's body hovered slowly.

He descended from the heights and stepped onto the bridge.

His leather shoes walked step by step toward the convulsing scarred man on the ground.

"You overseas riffraff, your hands reach too far."

Chen Shao looked down at him from his lofty position.

The red glare in his right eye grew brighter.

Invisible telekinetic force formed a Giant Saw Blade, hovering over the scarred man's neck.

"In your next life, don't come to Jiang Hai City to cause trouble."

Just as Chen Shao was about to drop the Giant Saw Blade,

the moment to end this mercenary's life completely,

the scarred man, whose face had been full of despair,

suddenly stopped his wail.

On his blood‑splattered face, he twisted an extremely ferocious grin.

"Eastern bastard."

"You think I'm coming alone?"

The words just fell,

at the massive steel archway above the bridge.

Two extremely Weird black shadows pounced down without warning.

The speed was beyond normal.

One on the left, one on the right.

Sealed all of Chen Shao's retreat routes.

The scarred man lay in a pool of blood, laughing like a madman.

"Go to hell!"