Chapter 740: A Perilous Encounter
by xennovel“Sister, will you join me on an adventure?”
Mom and Father have already headed to the outskirts of Qinggang City to help counter the Sword Bearer’s twisted force field.
All the parasitic items had cowered deep within their hiding places, not daring to reveal even a hint of consciousness.
Thus, Lu Xin stared at the Sword Bearer—whose psychic power was so overwhelming that reality itself barely withstood it, and whom he didn’t even dare meet eye to eye—and the Sword Bearer could only slightly turn his head, glancing toward his trembling little Sister hiding behind him.
Sister shrank back, not giving a clear answer.
Yet she slowly placed her tiny hand into Lu Xin’s palm, clutching his fingers.
“Brother…”
She whispered, “I never blamed you.”
In a soft murmur, she extended her hand to gently trace the scar on Lu Xin’s back, her eyes growing a little red.
Quietly, she said, “When we left the orphanage you were furious—so another you even emerged to kill. But later, as they came toward us with knives, you leapt forward to protect me. I know you truly meant to keep me safe…”
“It’s safest when you’re by my side. That’s why I’m your sister…”
“…”
Lu Xin listened to his sister’s words and suddenly paused in thought.
In that instant, he understood that she was also expressing her stance on the orphanage incident.
She, too, was one of the orphanage members…
Although her words made his head throb slightly.
For what she recounted felt achingly familiar, though he couldn’t recall exactly where it had happened…
“Phew…”
The increasingly chaotic and terrifying psychic forces allowed Lu Xin to barely hold onto consciousness.
With no time for further words, Lu Xin struggled to contain the wild surge of emotions within.
He clenched his fingers together, holding on tightly to his sister’s cold little hand.
“I understand.”
Nodding firmly, he took a deep breath and lifted his gaze to the Sword Bearer.
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At that moment, the Sword Bearer’s body had twisted into a grotesque shape.
Chaotic mental turbulence roamed across his body and the wound on his chest, clashing continuously.
Like a malfunctioning automaton, he was unleashing a terrifying surge of psychic power.
That is why an immense, unimaginable twisted force field rapidly spread outward around him.
Yet he stood erect, his legs nearly sinking into the Earth.
Or rather, into reality itself.
For the twisted, glass-like veins around him deepened, resembling a contorted rainbow.
Reality itself was beginning to collapse, slowly eroding outward from his center.
It was like a timed nuclear bomb—its countdown had reached zero.
Even its surface had cracked, revealing streaks of dazzling light.
“Advance!”
Lu Xin suddenly bellowed in a low tone, grabbed his sister’s hand, and sprinted forward.
“Crackling…”
As he neared the Sword Bearer, the air erupted with the violent sounds of colliding and tearing electrical currents.
Amid the chaos of interwoven psychic energies, his vision grew blurred.
Sharp psychic forces struck Lu Xin as if dispatched by ruthless enforcers, each swinging a rusted Judgment Sword to slash at him.
But Lu Xin pressed on without pause, cradling his sister in his arms as his body absorbed the brutal blows…
Wounds raked across his body, yet his steps never faltered.
Every stride brought new injuries, even as older wounds began to mend.
Lu Xin plunged into the unstable psychic maelstrom, his resolve terrifyingly unyielding.
“Boom…”
When he finally neared the Sword Bearer’s shadow, the deformed body—its electrical currents seemingly short-circuiting—suddenly reacted, and its flickering eyes shone with a familiar, hateful glare.
Even in that state, it remembered Lu Xin, stiffened as it turned its head, then swung its hand heavily in his direction.
“A madman like you, daring to judge others?”
“Go to hell.”
“…”
Lu Xin gritted his teeth; in his nearly out-of-control state, he scarcely dared to dodge.
For even the smallest evasion might let his unstable footing be overwhelmed by the twisted psychic force.
So he bit his lip and drove his left fist forward.
His left fist—covered in black particles—struck the Sword Bearer’s palm, instantly unleashing an even fiercer surge of mental turbulence.
“Crack, crack, crack…”
Minute, spiderweb-like fissures began crawling over the Sword Bearer’s palm.
Then, with a resounding bang, they vanished into thin air.
Lu Xin bared his teeth and charged at the Sword Bearer, his eyes fixed on the giant form before him.
He suddenly shouted, “Baby!”
As an ordinary person, his voice wouldn’t normally carry dozens of meters, let alone so far.
Yet, as he called out that name, the black particles in his eyes trembled—and far away in Qinggang Main City, Baby instantly heard him.
At that moment, she was disoriented; after the psychic monster outside the High Wall had vanished, the terrifying force field surged toward Qinggang, only to be halted by a familiar yet unknown psychic power, leaving her dazed as she struggled to understand.
Clutching a white chain, she stood rooted in place, seeming to want to help yet unsure how.
Until that call rang out.
Baby suddenly lifted her head, her eyes lighting up with joyful recognition.
It was just a call—no other words—but she immediately grasped Lu Xin’s intent.
“Yes!”
Nodding vigorously, she raised her hand, and in an instant a white chain shot out.
It was impossible to describe the speed and distance as the white chain extended directly from Qinggang Main City to the wastelands dozens of miles outside Satellite City No. 2.
At the same time, as that white chain lengthened, the white chains entwined around others began to shorten.
This shift caused the other Ability Users to pause and turn their heads in surprise.
On the wasteland, Lu Xin reached out forcefully and grabbed the iron chain.
Using its strength, he soared swiftly into midair and, borrowing his sister’s power, maneuvered with uncanny agility, diving rapidly while tugging on the white chain as he ran across the Sword Bearer’s body…
His movements were as elusive as a ghost traversing the Sword Bearer’s statue-like form.
Layer upon layer, white chains wound around the Sword Bearer, making it nearly impossible for him to break free quickly.
The two clashing psychic forces annihilated each other in bursts of white mist.
Under the relentless slicing and binding of the Cangzhang Sect’s domination chain, the chaotic mental field around the Sword Bearer instantly unraveled.
It still emitted force outward, but nothing as terrifying as before.
“Huff…”
After encircling the Sword Bearer with white chains, Lu Xin tugged on the last link and, propelling himself upward, soared into high altitude—reaching a height akin to the Red Moon. Midair, his body twisted into a flawless, physics-defying maneuver, and he exhaled deeply as he faced the bound, deranged Sword Bearer below.
With a gentle push from his arms, he briefly embraced his sister before forcefully pushing her away.
He sent her toward Mom and Father’s position, determined to keep her safe from the oncoming clash.
Then, single-handedly harnessing the momentum of his descent, he dove straight toward the Sword Bearer, extending his left palm far ahead.
In his head-over-heels posture, his eyes had turned completely black.
Boom…
Despite his relatively small frame compared to the Sword Bearer, he radiated an unprecedented, ferocious aura.
His body slammed down onto the Sword Bearer’s head, and his left palm, encrusted with black particles, pressed hard against the Sword Bearer’s forehead.
“Kneel…”
Lu Xin’s eyes, trembling with black particles, spoke in a voice as cold as if it belonged to someone else:
“Accept my judgment!”
“…”
“…”
“So you charged in just like that?”
As the white chains coiled around the Sword Bearer, the expanding twisted force abruptly ceased.
Back in Qinggang’s High-wall City, Mom and Father couldn’t help but show a slight tremor—a mix of immense relief that the crushing pressure had finally lifted and worry, excitement, and concern over Lu Xin’s seemingly unhinged actions.
He even deliberately pulled his sister over in that final moment.
Was it because he wanted to face the nearly uncontrollable, mad ultimate—Sword Bearer—alone?
“Satellite City No. 6, situation stabilized…”
“Satellite City No. 4, situation stabilized…”
“Satellite City No. 3, situation stabilized…”
“Satellite City No. 2’s situation is unknown, but the support team, Gecko, has returned, claiming the mission was a complete success.”
At the same time, in the Qinggang Main City Command Center, exhilarating news kept arriving one after another. Before they had even recovered from the shock of Baby’s promotion to a new level, the victory over the psychic invasion was already clear.
Amid complex intelligence confirming that all districts of Qinggang were secure and stable, Minister Shen, Professor Bai, Mr. Su, and the others exchanged meaningful glances before all turning their gaze skyward—those pair of glowing red eyes now hovered alarmingly close to Qinggang, as if pressed against its heavens, instilling a suffocating dread.
“The invading Knights outside the city have been held at bay, and the psychic monster has been completely isolated.”
Mr. Su spoke slowly, his fingers lightly tapping on the table, “According to the intelligence Gecko brought back, the contamination in Satellite City No. 2 has been neutralized by the Single Soldier. The Single Soldier has now left the city to tackle the Midnight Tribunal crisis…”
“Then…”
His tapping suddenly ceased as he hesitantly asked, “Should we fire a cannon into the sky?”
Mr. Su paused, glancing toward Professor Bai for guidance.
In his heart he leaned toward maintaining stability, yet he saw Professor Bai silently sporting an eager look.
Thus, half a minute later, the overclocked electromagnetic cannons atop Qinggang’s high-wall cities all slowly turned and adjusted their angles.
They targeted the eyes in the sky.
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“What?”
Watching this maneuver, Mom and Father also instinctively turned their heads, their expressions one of sheer astonishment.
Lu Xin was beginning to look a little deranged. This Qinggang… how could it not seem a bit crazy?