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The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 122
🕑 Added 2024-02-07 23:21:22 +0000 UTCChapter 122: Hunting the World
The kinetic energy of armor-piercing bullets was too fierce. During the firing process, the high speed and tremendous rotational force would instantly crush all internal organs into a bloody mess upon impact.
Nie Jia, momentarily distracted, was hit. The force of the shell sent him flying dozens of meters away, slamming harshly into the door of a nearby car, his life hanging in uncertainty. Blood gushed out, forming a trail of blood beads in the air. Some of these beads floated in front of An Yuan, staining his face with a chilling coolness.
An Yuan froze. He breathed in shallow, uneven breaths, his dilated pupils reflecting a mixture of terror and despair as if the world had been shattered before him.
"Boss! Boss!!" An Yuan rushed over, tears streaming wildly, but upon nearing Nie Jia, fear gripped him fiercely. He couldn't bring himself to touch Nie Jia's bloody and mangled chest, only able to sob helplessly.
Others were also stunned, only later realizing with horror what had occurred.
Shen Su and Kong Fei stood aloft, not expecting the mission to succeed so effortlessly.
Shen Su glanced back at the tall building shrouded in darkness behind them, the position where their ace sniper lay hidden. Originally, Shen Su planned to wait until Nie Jia's stamina depleted before striking, but to his surprise, success came sooner than anticipated.
With Nie Jia's demise, a heavy burden lifted from Shen Su's heart.
"Major, Nie Jia is dead?" A young man with black hair emerged from the roadside, looking up as he inquired.
"Dead," replied Shen Su as he and Kong Fei descended to the ground.
The young man blinked in relief. The imbalanced gravity of the surroundings returned to normal, and people and vehicles crashed onto the ground. With Nie Jia gone, dealing with the remaining lackeys would be a breeze for the two majors.
"I'll kill you all!" An Yuan turned back, his eyes burning with hatred as a ball of fiery flames erupted from his palm.
"No, he's not dead!" Suddenly, Kong Fei shouted in astonishment, swiftly gesturing as five fingers swept out, sending gusts of force towards An Yuan.
Kong Fei's wind sliced through the air with a sharp whine, extinguishing An Yuan's flames in an instant. But despite apparently having breathed his last, Nie Jia stood up behind An Yuan, pressing a hand on his shoulder. Everyone present gaped in disbelief, unable to comprehend how Nie Jia managed to vanish with An Yuan in an instant, reappearing several dozen meters away.
Kong Fei's gusts tore apart the ground where they had just stood, along with the vehicles.
"This is impossible!" Shen Su was shocked. There were no medics in Nie Jia's squad! He should have been killed on the spot by the shot!
Nie Jia paid no attention to An Yuan, nor did he acknowledge Shen Su and Kong Fei. He simply loosened his grip on An Yuan's clothes, turning his head towards the darkness of the building as if he had discovered something. Then, with a push of his foot, he vanished, leaving behind a fleeting afterimage headed towards the building.
"Oh no, he's after Xie Feng!" Kong Fei immediately realized, rushing over with Shen Su, their foreheads glistening with sweat in their urgency.
As a wind manipulator, Kong Fei could fly with the wind, especially being a fifth-tier. Although slightly slower than teleportation, he was still fast enough.
But he was too late.
By the time he arrived, Nie Jia stood on the terrace, his foot pressing down on a man's chest. He held a sniper rifle, his expression devoid of emotion, the muzzle pressed against Xie Feng's forehead.
Xie Feng's body tensed.
Kong Fei roared, "Stop!"
With a loud bang, Nie Jia pulled the trigger, leaving only a headless body and a pool of blood at his feet.
"Nie Jia, you bastard!" Kong Fei's pupils dilated, veins bulging on his forehead.
Nie Jia reloaded, aiming the gun at Kong Fei, once again squeezing the trigger.
The muzzle flash illuminated his indifferent expression, his eyes scattered without focus.
The bullet suddenly curved in mid-air, disappearing into the endless darkness. Shen Su arrived a step too late, witnessing the body on the ground, his heart engulfed in a blaze of anger. Yet, seeing Nie Jia, unscathed, he felt shocked... even a little fearful.
That was a tungsten armor-piercing round; even a fifth-tier medic wouldn't be able to save someone hit by it, especially at such close range. Reflecting on his recent experience of being completely overpowered, Shen Su had a bad feeling... Could Nie Jia have just advanced?
An unprecedented sixth-tier ability user, awakening a second ability?
If that were the case, it would be disastrous!
Kong Fei had no time for such thoughts. All he wanted now was to kill Nie Jia. With a wave of his hand, a hurricane struck, but once again, Nie Jia vanished on the spot.
A massive blaze erupted on the road behind them; An Yuan and others, along with Shen Su's men, had already begun the battle.
"Things are complicated; don't act rashly," Shen Su warned Kong Fei.
With that, the two swiftly returned to the battlefield, only to find Nie Jia standing on top of a car, holding the neck of the young man who caused the gravity imbalance. The man was already dead. Nie Jia released his grip, tossing the body to the ground.
Breathing heavily, Shen Su said, "Is he systematically killing those who shot him?"
Before anyone could respond, Nie Jia's gaze, filled with intense malice, landed on Kong Fei.
As the special forces arrived, gunfire erupted incessantly, illuminating the chaotic battlefield. Shen Su covertly assisted, but bullets were no longer effective against Nie Jia, either missing due to mid-teleportation or hitting the shooters.
An Yuan clenched his fists, summoning a pillar of fire towards everything, but Kong Fei, realizing the danger, hurriedly controlled the flames to avoid burning their subordinates. Though they were ordinary people without abilities, they were still the nation's carefully nurtured forces and couldn't be sacrificed so easily.
"Fall back immediately!" Shen Su ordered.
He lifted nearby vehicles to isolate the battlefield, giving his subordinates time to retreat, while also unleashing metal sheets as blades towards Nie Jia, An Yuan, and the others.
An Yuan and the rest hurriedly defended themselves, but against Shen Su's power, they had no resistance, with several pinned down on the spot.
Nie Jia calmly leaped off the car, dropping to one knee. His fingertips crackled with faint electricity, then a brilliant flash of cold white light erupted in his palm, akin to holding thunder and lightning. Accompanied by a piercing crackle, Nie Jia slashed the ground with one hand, unleashing a surge of electricity and terrifying electromagnetic force, illuminating the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred-mile radius ahead turned into a scorched wasteland.
Shen Su stood dumbfounded; this was Nie Jia's fourth ability displayed... What on earth...?
"You..." Kong Fei coughed up blood, swallowing hard twice. He looked into Nie Jia's radiant yet chilling eyes, feeling no pain in his chest, only boundless fear.
Hearing Kong Fei's abnormal tone, Shen Su snapped out of it, only to find Nie Jia gone again. He turned, only to see Nie Jia standing in front of Kong Fei, his hand piercing through Kong Fei's chest, clutching his heart.
"It's your turn." Nie Jia crushed Kong Fei's heart, glancing at Shen Su.
Shen Su's heart jolted, immediately retreating several steps to create distance. With adrenaline pumping, sweat poured down his neck, a mixture of vigilance and fear as he stared at Nie Jia.
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