Countless Corpse Transformers and Nagash Followers, like sharks drawn to the scent of blood, swarmed in from all directions.
A Nagash Follower at the head of the charge brandished a rusty cleaver caked in filth and swung it viciously at Mike.
"Get away!"
Mike roared. Without dodging or evading, he swung the Chainsaw Sword in his hand upward in a ferocious arc.
WHIRRR—!
Accompanied by a teeth-grinding screech, the follower and his weapon were instantly split in two! Green, foul-smelling blood and viscera splattered everywhere.
Mike charged forward relentlessly, using the purest form of violence to brutally tear open a path through the enemy horde.
And Qin Feng, like his most precise shadow, handled every threat that came from the flanks.
A Corpse Transformer leaped out from behind some rubble, attempting to ambush Mike from the rear.
Qin Feng didn’t even turn his head. He swung his spear, the "Dragon Koi," backward, the butt of the weapon striking the Corpse Transformer’s skull with vicious, unerring precision.
THUD!
With a muffled impact, the already rotten head burst apart on the spot, like a watermelon smashed by a sledgehammer.
Qin Feng’s movements were fluid and graceful, possessing the elegant aesthetic of a Grandmaster.
Like Mike, his movements were broad and powerful, but he was far more efficient and conservative with his energy, constantly honing the new killing techniques he had acquired.
His terrifying physical constitution, comparable to that of a Starry Sky Giant Beast, was enhanced by the Amplification of his "Roaring Dragon I" power armor, allowing him to unleash a monstrous, illogical strength that far surpassed what his life force index of 3,600 should allow!
A corpulent Nagash Follower, attempting to ram him with its body, was met with a light tap from the shaft of his spear. The creature’s multi-ton body was sent flying more than ten meters through the air as if struck head-on by a battering ram, bowling over several of its comrades in its path.
Mike was leading the charge, but the longer he fought, the more astounded he became.
’What terrifying strength!’
He could clearly feel that every one of Qin Feng’s attacks contained a form of kinetic energy so pure it could pulverize anything.
That was simply not the kind of power that could be unleashed by someone with a life force index of 3,600!
And what he found most incredible was the synergy between them.
This was clearly their first time fighting side-by-side, yet their coordination was so perfect it felt as if they had been fighting for their lives together for a hundred years.
The moment Mike sidestepped to dodge a glob of corrosive acid fired from afar, Qin Feng’s Long Spear had already shot past under his arm, precisely pinning the distant, hidden enemy shooter to the ground.
When Qin Feng swept his spear to force back the enemies in front, Mike’s Chainsaw Sword would immediately follow, shredding the foes left in the newly created opening.
They had almost no need for words; all tactical intent was perfectly communicated through their movements, their gazes, and even the very rhythm of the battle.
’Reputation precedes the man... The legendary Qin Beast truly lives up to his name!’
Mike couldn’t help but marvel internally. ’This level of power, this innate, beast-like instinct for teamwork...’
At that moment, Mike even felt the thrill of a grandmaster finding a worthy opponent, of a great general discovering a brilliant talent!
"The main structure of the refinery is just ahead!"
Mike yelled over the comms, "Our objective is to plant this Spiritual Explosion Device on the factory’s core power engine! That means the defenses in the core area will be the strongest! Be ready!"
The pair advanced like an unstoppable force, quickly tearing through the outer defenses and charging into the massive factory, which crouched on the ground like a great steel beast.
Inside the factory, the light was dim. All around were enormous cultivation vats bubbling with green gas, interspersed with a complex maze of metal pipes.
The stench of rot and decay in the air was more than ten times stronger than it had been outside.
Just as they charged into a massive central hall, a sharp voice filled with madness and venomous hatred exploded in their minds without warning!
"Despicable thieves! How dare you trespass in the Kind Father’s sacred birthing chamber! Your flesh and blood will make the most perfect culture medium for me!!"
HMMMM—!
Along with the voice came a psychic assault—invisible, yet sharp as a blade—that stabbed viciously into Qin Feng’s and Mike’s minds!
"Argh—!"
Both men let out pained grunts at the same time, their faces under their power armor helmets instantly turning deathly pale.
The sensation was like having a red-hot, barbed steel needle stirring viciously inside their brains.
The searing pain blurred their vision instantly, and the sudden psychic interference caused their power armor’s combat systems to shriek with piercing alarms!
At the far end of the hall, a tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
It was an unusually tall man wearing a tattered white lab coat.
His face was fixed in a crazed, twisted smile, and his eyes glinted with the ominous, green light of Spiritual Energy.
It was the final target of their mission—the medical doctor who had completely fallen to corruption.
"A Sixth-level Martial Artist! He’s projecting his Mental Power into reality!"
Mike forced the words through clenched teeth, his body trembling faintly from the excruciating pain.
[Target Locked: Medical Doctor]
[Life Force Index: 3799.0]
[WARNING: High-intensity Spiritual Field detected!]
The power armor’s scan results confirmed Mike’s assessment.