Chapter 482: Chapter 257: Grand Sealing Ceremony (Congratulations to Alliance Hierarch Descending with the Wind)
“For the Alliance Hierarch ‘Following the Wind,’ I present the first chapter!”
“Sir, the laboratory is just around the corner. We’ve arrived, please don’t kill…”
“…me.” The last word floated out of his throat, only half said, because he lacked the strength to say the rest.
He slowly withdrew the gleaming blade from the deputy captain’s back, while blood incessantly flowed from two gaping wounds.
The spark in the deputy captain’s eyes slowly faded, and despite it being September, his body grew colder by the moment.
His body fell to the ground, lifelessly watching the man who walked past, only to realize the latter hadn’t glanced at him at all.
The silhouette clad in a Metal Battle Suit merged into the shadows and disappeared into the corridor.
From above, the Chade Metal Refining Factory was utterly devoid of any living creature.
…
As the doors of the smelting workshop slowly lifted, Mu Fan, standing at the inner entrance, watched as his pupils slowly narrowed.
Clang—the doors rose to their fullest height, emitting a sound of metal teeth locking.
Then Mu Fan saw a long shadow cast by the starlight on the ground, stretching far.
Tap, tap, tap—the sound of metal footwear hitting the ground echoed in the vacant workshop.
Finally, the owner of the shadow appeared before Mu Fan—an outline of his back glowing with a metallic sheen, his right hand dripping blood from two claw blades.
Enemy.
Mu Fan instantly judged, his eyes locked onto the figure, his hand silently lifting the hydraulic rod.
As the man dressed in a Metal Battle Suit tilted his head to look aside, Mu Fan, positioned above, suddenly leaped and fiercely smashed down with the hydraulic rod.
Having the gall to shield off an entire factory and then kill without a second thought.
This was no ordinary foe, hence Mu Fan did not hold back.
His gaze shifted to the left, searching for the building’s corner. From the moment the man entered and stood still, he hadn’t noticed Mu Fan concealed above him.
But as Mu Fan leaped and struck, the moment the air shifted, the man’s left eye, covered by a goggle, suddenly shimmered.
Swoosh!
The invader clad in a Metal Battle Suit fell, rolling sideways twice to land.
Whoosh!
The hydraulic rod, carrying the sound of tearing wind, struck where the man had just been.
It merely grazed the metal Armor and slid through midair; his sneak attack had missed!
Mu Fan’s hydraulic rod, having missed its mark, steadied a meter above the ground without sinking further.
Both arms gripping the hydraulic rod, Mu Fan held it horizontally in front of him, his eyes coldly fixed on the other.
This gaze incited confusion in the invader.
He, too, observed Mu Fan with a calm and indifferent look, their eyes meeting before his gaze lowered.
Dressed in a black Combat Uniform with a ridiculous little yellow duck mask and cold eyes, he grew even more puzzled.
Mu Fan awaited the other’s move, knowing from that momentary dodge that his adversary was not weak. Plus, the bizarre Metal Battle Suit, emitting a dark red glow from the monocular goggle, always made him feel targeted.
Just as Mu Fan prepared to attack again, he heard the other speak in a harsh, unpleasant voice, “Mission repeat?”
Mission? What mission was being repeated?
The message in the other’s words was significant, but in this situation, Mu Fan paid no heed, his only response being the spinning hydraulic rod in his hand.
Seeing this action, the opponent did not show any hostility; instead, he stared into Mu Fan’s eyes and spoke again.
This time, he simply said four words, “Seal of God Ceremony.”
After saying these words, the invader’s expression was no longer indifferent; instead, he intensely locked his gaze onto Mu Fan’s face, observing his reaction.
Seal of God Ceremony?
What was this bizarre phrase?
Was it some sort of code or password?
Mu Fan realized that the other must have misunderstood something.
But he was becoming impatient with the other’s inexplicable behavior. Before the flexible training suit was completed, no one was allowed into the experimental lab, let alone where the Loki Heavy Industry’s Acabert Alloy Armor was stored.
After rotating the hydraulic rod, Mu Fan burst forward with a swing.
Seeing Mu Fan’s movement, the intruder didn’t dodge again but instead raised his left arm across his chest.
Clang!
The sound of metal striking metal resounded.
Mu Fan felt a massive recoil in his palm, and a dent appeared on his opponent’s metal guard arm, causing him to take two steps back.
The contact was brief, but Mu Fan was shocked to find that the dented part on the opponent’s metal guard arm instantly transformed into fine pixel blocks, which swiftly swarmed and then smoothed out, leaving it as polished as new.
His own powerful strike with the hydraulic rod now appeared to be completely ineffective.
“… Command verification failed, strength level 21, your strength is very impressive.”
Lowering his arm, with a whoosh, he simultaneously extended the metal claw blades from both fists, the dark red lenses gave a faint locking sensation.
“Tell me the location of the material experiment lab.”
A voice without a trace of emotion resounded, the intruder looking indifferently at Mu Fan.
Cold like a robot.
Hearing the words “material experiment lab” finally appeared in the conversation, Mu Fan’s eyes also changed.
They became… even colder!
It was clear that Mu Fan had to ensure the invader could not reach where he should not be.
If that was the case, then let’s fight!
Then let’s fight!
Mu Fan tilted his palm downwards, the heavy hydraulic rod in the center of his palm began to spin rapidly.
The strength of the enemy in front of him was unexpectedly high; he had to go all out.
His leg muscles bulged as he propelled forward, his eyes firmly fixed on the opponent’s form, the spinning hydraulic rod gradually formed an invisible blade wheel in his hand!
The momentum was so fierce, combined with the fact that Mu Fan wore no Armor, adding no burden or drag, he did not need to hide his movements this time.
At this range, the intruder wouldn’t be able to dodge his next attack!
Redemption First Stage·Fanatic Cutting!
The raised Stick Wind Blade Wheel under Mu Fan’s influence slashed down fiercely.
Initially, the intruder showed no change in expression in facing Mu Fan’s attack, but as Mu Fan’s blade wheel approached, the lights inside the red lenses rapidly flickered.
The intruder made a sudden arcing dash to the side, left arm guarding the chest, and the right hand suddenly swiping towards Mu Fan’s left.
If hit by this half-meter-long blade, Mu Fan would end with severed limbs.
His eyes filled with Ghost Energy, Mu Fan captured every movement of the opponent into his mind, his feet moved and his waist twisted violently, his body surprisingly performed a large aerial spin around his right arm during the dash!
Bang!
The Stick Wind Blade Wheel flashed by.
It hit!
The sensation relayed back that he’d hit his opponent’s arm.
Executing a forward somersault, Mu Fan prepared to pass by.
He was confident that no enemy hit by the Fanatic Cutting could remain uninjured!
But in that moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He had indeed hit his opponent’s arm, over which a deep groove had been made by the Fanatic Cutting.
No, not a groove, but rather a deep mark had been cut into the metal battle suit.
However…
He saw not a drop of blood!
In the red single-lens goggle of the intruder, a ring of faint light suddenly swirled.
His right hand’s claw blade, unabated, directly swept towards him from the upper left.
Swoosh!
Mu Fan’s advancing speed was fast, but this intruder was equally fast, his tilting body’s left shoulder instantly displaying two lines of blood.
Their shadows crossed, Mu Fan half-kneeling with one hand supporting his left arm on the ground.
Two sprays of blood burst from his shoulder, which was instantly soaked with blood.
Looking back, his eyes were like those of an injured lone wolf!