Chapter 66: Storage Device

Chen Ling seemed to understand what this Ancient Vault of the War Path was all about.

The law officer on the ship said that the Ancient Divine Vault is the materialization of the 'divinity' of the divine path in the human world, containing all the accumulation of humanity in a certain path over the past tens of thousands of years...

At first, Chen Ling didn't have any concept of it, but this scene reminded him of a term from the previous era—

Storage device.

The Ancient Vault of the War Path is like a super storage device, gathering all the "wars" and "slaughters" in human history here, and manifesting and refreshing them according to a certain logic. The trial area they were in should be the edge area of this storage device.

The ten-person gully in front of him seemed to preserve a piece of war history. Once someone enters this range, it is triggered, and as long as they leave, the killing intent projection inside will automatically reset...

No wonder the law officer told them to act according to their ability. In this mode, as long as the participating law enforcers don't seek death themselves, once they feel they can't win, they can run away immediately to ensure their own safety. It's perfect for training rookies like them.

Chen Ling stepped into the gully again. This time he didn't retreat, but walked straight toward the ten people.

"It's that Qin army lackey! Kill him!!"

The ten soldiers shouted and rushed toward Chen Ling with spears. In this narrow terrain, there was no other choice but to face the enemy head-on.

The dark, blood-stained spear tips broke through the air, but they didn't touch Chen Ling's body. The vermilion figure dodged the spear trajectories lightly, crossed several steps in the blink of an eye, and a dagger flashing with cold light slashed across the throat of the first soldier.

Immediately after, three spears whistled and stabbed over!

These soldiers were different from the scum in Ice Spring Street; they were clearly trained. Whether it was their coordination or the angle of their attacks, they were extremely tricky.

Chen Ling held the dagger and retreated continuously in the gully, avoiding the frantically stabbing spear tips. At the same time, he kicked off the wall on the side with force!

His figure leaped into the air, crossing the wall of spears directly, and landed in the middle of the group like a ghost.

The hem of his opera robe swept in an arc, and the snow-white cold light instantly took three lives. In this close-quarters situation, the flexibility of the dagger far exceeded that of the spears. The soldiers couldn't react at all and fell one after another.

In just one encounter, Chen Ling had killed four people.

He looked back at the corpses lying in the pool of blood, feeling something indescribable... He didn't know how he did it. The move of leaping into the air using the wall and then slaughtering everyone was purely combat instinct for him. At that moment, he didn't think at all.

It was as if... he was born knowing how to kill most efficiently.

Having killed four soldiers in succession, Chen Ling watched with his own eyes as their corpses turned into black energy and surged into his body. At the same time, an inexplicable craving emerged in his mind.

This feeling was hard to describe, like walking out of a cinema after watching a gangster movie, with his back straightened unconsciously, his gaze arrogant, looking at everyone as if they were small-time thugs—that kind of inexplicable confidence.

Under the baptism of killing intent, his soul craved more intense battles, more blood and fire.

Fierce light flashed in Chen Ling's eyes, and he attacked the remaining six soldiers without hesitation!

A red figure danced in the crowd. With Chen Ling's flexibility, the advantage of long weapons was gone. The six soldiers retreated while fighting in the gully, unable to resist the tricky attack angles of the dagger.

Finally, under Chen Ling's fierce offensive, their coordination showed flaws. As the first figure was killed by Chen Ling, more and more figures fell one after another.

Blood soaked the earth, and chilling killing intent filled the entire gully, then was absorbed into the body by the red-clad figure.

"Lackey... won't die well..."

Chen Ling's dagger pierced the chest of the last soldier. The latter stared at him with blood-red eyes, blood gushing from his throat, and only after saying this did he fall into the pool of blood.

The last bit of killing intent drilled into Chen Ling's body. He looked down at the corpses all over the ground and said thoughtfully:

"Qin army lackey... I wonder which war projection this is?"

Chen Ling didn't know much about history, nor was he interested in knowing. For him, stealing the foundation of the Path of the War God as soon as possible was the priority.

Just as he was about to leave this gully, the earth beneath his feet suddenly trembled!

In the sky of the Ancient Vault of the War Path, clouds surged, and the giant black sword that pierced through the heavens finally revealed its true appearance bit by bit in the clouds. High above in the unreachable firmament, a glimmer of light lit up from the end of the hilt, where a dark red gem looked like a star!

At this moment, Chen Ling felt the killing intent in his body begin to boil, and something in the dark seemed to have locked onto him.

Wait...

Why is this feeling so familiar?

Just as Chen Ling was bewildered, a black ribbon extended from the gem on the hilt, passing through the clouds like a snake, and flew straight toward him!

……

At the same time, in other areas of the Ancient Vault of the War Path.

"Trash! With so many people, can't you even solve three killing intent projections?!"

In a small gully, seven law enforcers held swords and knives clumsily, retreating steadily in the face of the attacks of three armored soldiers.

Yan Xicai and Pu Wen stood outside the gully, watching this arduous battle, and couldn't help but curse:

"Seven against three and you can't win? How have you been law enforcers for the past few years??"

The seven law enforcers in the gully were on the verge of tears.

They had indeed been law enforcers in Aurora City for three years, but what era was it now? Law enforcers traveled with guns. Practicing marksmanship was countless times more useful than practicing close-quarters combat. How many people still practiced close-quarters cold weapons?

But unfortunately... their guns had all been stolen by the Fire-Tamperers.

Without guns, they could only pick up cold weapons around them to fight. But when it came to close-quarters combat, they hadn't even held swords or knives much. What could they use to fight against soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles in human history?

As a result, even though they found a gully with only three killing intent projections, they were still being beaten while attacking with all their might... making Yan Xicai on the side stomp his feet in anger.

"Brother Pu, hurry up and take action... If I keep watching, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself from killing all this trash." Yan Xicai said to Pu Wen beside him, suppressing his anger.

Pu Wen nodded, reached into his sleeve, and took out a piece of rice paper again.

"Fix." He whispered to the three soldiers.

As the "Fix" character on the rice paper disappeared, the three armored soldiers froze in place simultaneously. The other law enforcers finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding their swords and knives, and rushed to hack at them.