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A man dashed through the village ahead, and behind the village was an endless forest.

In the pitter-patter of raindrops, he rounded the village and sprinted into the forest without stopping.

It was already too late for him to wonder why the initial hunting had become today’s survival game. In three days, he had fought six battles in a row, all of which ended in near total defeat. Both the obvious and hidden communication devices on his body had been completely shattered, and the signals he left on the way for the Wang family of Beihai had been erased forcibly. His injury had almost reached a critical point where sharp pain and exhaustion, combined with uncontrollable weakness, spread through his body. His strength was slipping, his physical strength was declining, and his speed was slowing down.

Everything in front of him seemed to become desperate.

Only the monster behind him was still tirelessly chasing him.

Chasing?

Perhaps pursuit and attack were more appropriate.

He had fought a series of fatal battles, at least two of which had brought him infinitely close to death. But in the most critical moment, the other side intentionally or unintentionally slightly withdrew some of the power.

His injury was getting worse, but he survived finally.

However, the pursuit continued unhurriedly and leisurely. It seemed that the other party was completely trying to consume his energy.

The forest was lush.

The ancient forest seemed to have existed for many years. Everywhere he looked, there were towering trees. Rain fell from above, hitting the leaves and falling through the crevices between the treetops. It seemed that the whole forest was left with a quiet and almost esthetic sound of rain.

In the raining forest, he wiped the rain from his face, which was stained with blood. It was a handsome face that looked firm and calm, even when its owner was in extremis.

The raindrops in the sky grew bigger and bigger and fell on the forest as well as his face.

His face was getting cleaner, but he was getting worse.

His sturdy army boots were worn out during his long, uninterrupted journey, so he now walked barefoot on the rain-soaked grass. His soft, comfortable clothes were broken and ragged, and a large part of his skin was exposed to the air. There were cuts all over his body. Battered and bruised, he tightly grasped the huge sword, which was nearly two meters long and half a meter wide. The berserk and sharp aura on his body continued to rise, but in every way, there was a sense of helplessness about him.

He went deep into the woods and lost his sense of direction after days of chase and rain. Now he was just following his intuition. He seemed to be heading north.

This was the barren mountain area to the north of Wakayama. Heading north from here, he should be able to enter Juban.

He already had no target while escaping, and the outside world was already a dragnet. He walked on and on in the wilderness and all he asked was to live. It would be best if he could escape from the monster behind him and get in touch with the Wang family of Beihai.

But if he couldn’t…

Then he could only hold out until the hope appeared.

On no account could he die.

“Boom!”

A roar sounded suddenly in the forest behind him.

Hot waves of air spread and whistled. A small, delicate, elegant looking high-explosive shell with an orange tail of flame directly exploded in the forest with an indescribable smell of danger and death.

The shell was precisely positioned.

The moment the explosive sound was heard, he was already 20 meters away from the explosive range, holding a huge sword. The strong waves of air evaporated the rain. A lot of leaves were lifted and tree trunks collapsed with a crunch, but the force of the explosion was still spreading. In the waves of air, he was standing at the top of a big tree. His face grew paler, but his eyes grew stern and harsh.

“Will heavy weapons be used at last?”

He breathed deeply and looked through the cracks in the treetops at the rainy sky. As the rain grew heavier, being in the woods was his best chance of escape, but the monster behind him was clearly aware of this. The monster stepped up his attack, apparently not intending to give him a chance.

Squinting his eyes, he simply stopped running and sat down on a treetop. He pulled down a few buttons on his clothes and crushed them with ease. Mixed with rainwater, he poured all the powder inside the buttons into his mouth.

There was no way out. He had to fight again.

This happened several times over the past few days. In this situation, it was hard to say how unfair it was to trade his wounds for time to escape, though each battle made his wounds worse.

The rain diluted the powder and he swallowed it.

As the powerful drug began to take effect, deep in the forest, the rumbling footsteps began to ring out at the same time.

Dull, clear, and mighty.

The footsteps rang slowly. Obviously, they were made by a single person, but when they sounded in the forest, they enabled others to feel the momentum of a large number of mounted and foot soldiers charging at the same time. Before the person arrived, that kind of overwhelming oppressive feeling was already coming through the rain.

He unconsciously clenched the huge sword in his hand and muttered to himself, “He’s really a monster.”

In his line of sight, a sturdy and tall figure gradually appeared.

It was a giant, to be precise, of a monstrous size!

A giant who was truly armed to the teeth!

The giant was more than two meters tall, with a wide and thick body. He was wearing a suit of armor that had no color on it and was shining with a metallic sheen!

It was a figure covered almost entirely in armor. Everything, from the soles of the feet, the knees, the legs, the waist, the stomach, the chest, the neck, to the helmet, which was so hideous and so long, reflected a sheen of something like a special alloy. He was already extremely tall, and wearing this kind of sci-fi and retro alloy armor made him look taller than two and a half meters. He would give people a kind of breathless, oppressive feeling even if he just stood there casually.

“Crack…”

He steadied himself under the tree, his armor shaking. In the instinctively squinted eyes of the young man holding a huge sword at the top of the tree, the set of alloy armor suddenly changed, revealing the most ferocious side.

The armor, which covered almost the whole back of the hands, suddenly stretched forward again, and two thick, sharp arm knives stretched out near the palms. Surprisingly, in addition to two arm knives, there were also four black muzzles on the two sides of the palms!

The whole armor was changing rapidly. Sharp alloy bayonets extended from the knees and elbows. The shoulders sagged slightly and two muzzles popped out. The muzzles of the two cannons on the chest rotated slightly, covering the entire helmet on the face. The eyes lit up and were fixed on the goal.

In a split second, the previous normal armor had changed into a grotesque and ferocious shape. The giant’s whole body seemed to have become the most deadly weapon in the blink of an eye.

Monster. He was a real metal monster.

Wearing a suit of armor of at least half a ton, the giant drew back his hands. Both of his hands were left with only the arm knives and muzzles on the armor. He raised his arms and the arm knives pointed at the target above the tree. A muffled roar diffused through the helmet. “Come down, you will not die.”

“I’m not going to die, and you cannot catch me.”

On a treetop, Wang Shengxiao, the young Heavenly Son from the Wang family of Beihai, kept a straight face and said insipidly, “I’m just repeating the previous process. Captain, your speed is too slow.”

Captain.

There were innumerable captains in the schools, the army, the enterprises, the government, and the underworld in East Island.

But only one was the most special!

The captain of the Kusanagi Force!

He was the first super warrior to succeed in the experiment in East Island and had been improved three times in a row over the years. Unlike the newly awakened Kusanagi Force, the fully armed and fully charged Kusanagi Force was a real killing machine. In any case, in any situation, once such a super force acted, basically it was all-conquering and unstoppable.

East Island attached great importance to Wang Shengxiao because he was a Heavenly Son of the Thunder-shocking Realm with the Wind and Thunder Veins and perfect inheritance. It didn’t seem safe to send anyone who was under the Invincible Realm to kill such a person. It was safest to wake up the captain of the Kusanagi Force.

And the captain never failed anyone. For several days, he chased after Wang Shengxiao for thousands of kilometers. Alone, he completely destroyed Zhongzhou’s entire system in Wakayama.

After a few days of bloody battle, more than 200 elites from Zhongzhou State died in the hands of the captain in a variety of ways. Now, only Wang Shengxiao was struggling. Dressed in a suit of armor of hundreds of kilograms, the captain was not fast enough, but he did not feel tired. If there were no accidents, the chase would be over in two days at most.

“You can’t run away.”

The captain looked up at Wang Shengxiao on a treetop, his dull voice steady and cold.

He got the order to capture Wang Shengxiao, the heir of the Wang family of Beihai, alive, because the latter was of extraordinary importance to the whole East Island.

Wang Shengxiao, Gu Hanshan and Li Tianlan.

They were the three young Heavenly Sons who were most likely to stand at the top of Zhongzhou State and even the Dark World. Wang Shengxiao was about the big picture of East Island, while Li Tianlan was related to the big picture of Zhongzhou State. Let’s not say who was more important. It was clear that East Island was eager to capture Wang Shengxiao alive. For this, they did not even hesitate to wake up the captain of the Kusanagi Force.

“Really?”

Wang Shengxiao stood at the top of the tree, clutching his huge sword, his eyes strange and cold.

His pale face turned red due to the effort he made to say a few words, and even his breathing became rapid.

The Wang family of Beihai’s famous sword, which was called Firmament, was raised gently.

The thick sword body pierced through the rain, pointing to the sky.

The captain’s body shook. His armor pulled back all the weapons in a flash, leaving only two arm knives.

The Wang family of Beihai’s magic drugs were unparalleled in the world. In the past few days, Wang Shengxiao relied on a variety of drugs to maintain his basic fighting capacity most of the time. The captain was used to this. But as Wang Shengxiao’s sword blade rose, he was acutely aware that something was wrong.

This time… seemed different from the previous ones.

Entirely different!

Without hesitation, the captain raised his arm knives fiercely. His giant-like bulky body rushed to the big tree where Wang Shengxiao was standing.

At the same time, under the sky, above the sword edge of the Firmament.

A flash of blinding, dazzling deep blue light suddenly lit up.

The light immediately expanded, and the long-stored sword intent burst forth wantonly in the most violent manner.

It thundered wildly in the sky, and the thunderclap shook the world.

The light on the sword edge spread rapidly. In a flash, a hundred meters long blue giant sword had been shaped.

Flashes of lightning surged and gathered together, and the continuous thunderclaps shook the forest. The ultimately exploded sword intent surged down from the sky in an overwhelming way.

“Crack!”

The captain’s body hit the tree directly.

The sturdy tree immediately crumbled.

Wang Shengxiao rose stiffly into the air with the sword in hand and his figure rose higher and higher. At this moment, an enormous amount of sword intent seemed to be trampled under his feet.

A unique skill of the Wang family of Beihai, Against the Way of Heaven!

He had just entered the Thunder-shocking Realm and was severely injured, but he burned his potential forcibly. The sword move that could only last for a short moment vaguely had the momentum of the power exerted by anyone at the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm.

The trunk splintered. The branches mingled with leaves, fluttering in the rain.

The captain looked up suddenly from under the tree.

In his line of sight, the rain all over the sky was falling with cracking sounds, while Wang Shengxiao’s body flew higher and higher and it seemed to have become blurred in a flash of lightning.

Faintly, he was seen to raise his sword in the air.

Firmament, a thick, famous sword, quickly turned into a natural and great arc.

The giant sword in the sky, made of flashes of lightning, was 100 meters long. As Wang Shengxiao wielded the sword in hand, it chopped down fiercely!

The whole world seemed to vanish in an instant.

Only a flash of lightning came down from the sky, like the will of heaven and earth. It subdued everything and crumbled them like sweeping up dead leaves!

After the display of a unique skill named Against the Way of Heaven…

There came another unique skill of the Wang family of Beihai.

Heavenly Sword!

Above the lightning, Wang Shengxiao held the Firmament and stabbed down directly!

His eyes were resolute and calm. In the heavy rain, he seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a burst of extremely exploded will!

Sword intent, Martial Arts, glory, prospect, future…

Everything vanished from his mind.

Under the Heavenly Sword.

He was heaven and earth!

!!

“Boom!”

Lightning and sword blade fell almost simultaneously.

In the midst of the heavy rain, untold dazzling light rose to the sky from the forest.

All the dust, the trees, the rain, the grass within a radius of hundreds of meters crumbled in the light. The roaring waves of air swept through the forest, and suddenly, a vast expanse of bleak, almost dazzling blank space appeared inside the forest.

The lingering lightning still flickered, but everything in the field had disappeared.