Chapter 694: He Has Returned

Thick smoke rolled.

The curtain of rain, like a veil lowered by dark clouds, slowly pulled back, sweeping the dust flying in the air back to the earth... Amidst the devastated streets, a young man knelt on the ground, his eyes hollow and lifeless.

Dead silence;

Except for the soft sound of raindrops hitting the ruins, the entire street was deathly silent, as if the thunderous gunfire and the earth-shattering explosion were just a nightmare.

But Kong Baosheng might never be able to wake up from this dream.

Rustle—

A faint sound came from across the street.

The distraught Kong Baosheng jolted. He stiffly raised his head bit by bit, only to see two tall silver figures standing up from the dust, he knew not when.

Their bodies were covered in traces of explosives, and they even had the severed limbs of their other "companions" hanging off them, but even so, their bodies remained relatively intact...

They had survived.

Kong Baosheng's pupils contracted sharply!

"How could this be..." Kong Baosheng looked at the two tall figures, fear and despair spreading wildly in his heart. He couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.

"We went to such lengths... how could they still..."

Kong Baosheng muttered to himself. In his mind, the scene of Huang Suyue rushing into the sugar water shop played over, and the sound of her hysterical shouting echoed... Huang Suyue had gambled everything, yet they had still survived?!

Huang Suyue's final, resolute figure gradually faded in Kong Baosheng's eyes, while the two silver figures that had escaped death slowly stood up with an air of absolute oppression...

Fear, despair, anger, unwillingness...

Kong Baosheng felt as if a giant hammer were pounding frantically inside his heart, shaking him until he was twisted in pain. He opened his mouth, wanting to roar—at this group of disgusting silver monsters? At the unfair heavens? Or at his own incompetence?

Kong Baosheng didn't know. He only knew that when he opened his mouth and tried his best, he could only emit painful, whimpering sounds, with veins bulging on his neck...

He was so angry he had lost his voice.

He watched helplessly as the two tall figures stood up from the ruins, their flat heads searching for something beneath their feet, until finally, their "gaze" turned toward a broken wall not far away.

A blood-soaked young girl lay there like a corpse, with only a final thread of breath remaining.

Huang Suyue's dim eyes stared blankly at the gray clouds passing overhead;

She was still alive.

An explosion of that magnitude should have been enough to blow the silver creatures' hard bodies into fragments; for a body of flesh and blood, it should have been impossible to survive... But at the moment of the explosion, two of the creatures had extended themselves into two silver shield walls at incredible speed, directly blocking the vast majority of the blast.

The explosion had blown those two creatures into pieces, but the power of the blast had been significantly reduced, preventing the total annihilation of the group.

After the first batch of silver creatures was destroyed, did the next batch automatically learn how to counter the explosive trap?

Did this group of silver creatures share a single brain?

Or rather... were they one and the same?

Huang Suyue didn't know, and she couldn't think about it anymore. Her internal organs were almost completely shattered by the impact of the explosion, and blood was spreading continuously... Even so, the two silver creatures didn't seem to intend to let her go.

They strode forward on their slender legs, stepping over numerous corpses and fragments of their companions, walking straight toward Huang Suyue.

Huang Suyue's dim eyes saw them approaching, but she had no way to stop them. Forget about running; she couldn't even sit up. The only thing she could do was move her hand with great difficulty, reaching bit by bit toward the revolver in the pool of blood.

Rather than die at the hands of the silver creatures, Huang Suyue would rather end her own life.

The girl's hand moved tremblingly in the pool of blood. A gold bracelet on her wrist was now half-soaked in blood, half-dull red, half-shimmering.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the grip of the gun, a tall silver figure arrived before her.

It blocked the rain, and it blocked the sunlight. The gold bracelet that had been faintly gleaming was now plunged into total darkness... Blood-stained hair blocked Huang Suyue's vision, and in her dim eyes, only dead silence and despair remained.

The silver creature's smooth "face" looked down at Huang Suyue, who was like an ant in the pool of blood. No emotion could be seen, but its silver arm suddenly transformed into a long spike. The sharp tip aimed at the blood-soaked girl, and it slowly raised it...

At the same time,

in the reflection of the rain ripples,

a hem of a bright red opera costume flickered past.

A cold glint stirred up a gust of wind, stabbing down at high speed. Just as Huang Suyue subconsciously closed her eyes, the long spike suddenly stopped in mid-air!

Huang Suyue waited for a long time, but the piercing pain never came. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that a bright red opera costume had appeared beside her, one hand gripping the silver spike like an iron vice!

Her pupils contracted slightly!!

"Where did this trash come from... killing people in front of me?"

Chen Ling's calm voice sounded. The next moment, his slender hand clenched tightly, and a terrifying force overwhelmed the silver creature, crushing the silver spike into pieces!

Bang—!!

A crisp, loud noise exploded. Fine silver fragments pierced into Chen Ling's palm, instantly leaving it dripping with blood... But he seemed not to feel it at all, staring coldly at the silver creature opposite him.

The silver creature hadn't expected someone to appear at this moment. Its other arm instantly transformed into a silver blade, whistling as it slashed toward Chen Ling's face!

The pain in his palm turned into power, surging wildly into Chen Ling's body. The bright red opera costume left an afterimage, disappearing from the spot in an instant. The blade whistled through the air, but it only slashed at emptiness...

The next moment, an afterimage flashed by, and five fingers gripped the silver creature's head from behind, suddenly exerting force!

Fine cracks spread wildly across the silver creature's head, and finally, it was crushed by that hand. Fragments clattered to the ground, and the headless corpse lost its balance, crashing to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, the second silver creature sprouted dense silver spikes, its slender legs moving at high speed, turning into an afterimage as it charged over!

The figure in the bright red opera costume didn't care. He simply reached out, twisted hard on the corpse of the silver creature on the ground, and directly plucked off the silver blade, holding it in his palm.

Scarlet blood flowed down his fingertips onto the surface of the blade, completely staining it blood-red!

Chen Ling held the blade in one hand, tilting his head slightly to look at the whistling silver afterimage. A breeze brushed through his wet hair in the rain, and he took a casual step forward.

The next moment, his figure was like a fluttering red butterfly, silently sweeping through the rain curtain.