Chapter 1371: Mi Ke

By Sanjiu YinyuWord Count: 1216

Booming explosions enveloped the entire block. Under a barrage of dense missile strikes, the already charred and desolate city center was completely engulfed in flames. Thick black smoke billowed skyward, obscuring nearly all visibility.

Pilots in the fighter jets streaking across the sky relaxed slightly as they witnessed the inferno below. No creature could survive a slaughter of this magnitude.

Just then, a slightly urgent voice came through the channel: "Don't let your guard down! The drone swarm has re-acquired the heat signature; he's still alive!"

The pilot's heart sank, his face etched with disbelief. After such a ferocious missile bombardment, even Godzilla would be left with more than just a scratch, wouldn't he? That thing looked so fragile, yet it survived?! "Where is he..."

Before the pilot could finish his sentence, the plane's tail violently exploded. An unstoppable black blur pierced directly through the fuselage at an imperceptible speed, shattering the aircraft in a roaring explosion as easily as a bullet demolishing a toy.

Everything happened so suddenly that the surrounding planes couldn't react in time. A completely black figure silently hovered in the air.

A black robe floated like an abyss devouring light, and disheveled black hair moved without a breeze. The figure held its hands slightly raised at its sides, looking down proudly at the numerous fighter jets below like a deity. A pair of crimson eyes radiated a suffocating sense of oppression!

"What... what in the world is that?!" exclaimed a pilot, aghast at the sight.

"Launch TL20 intelligent loitering munitions!" While everyone was stunned by Chen Ling's posture, the commander in the channel remained composed, issuing calm and rapid orders: "His aerial speed is too high; loitering munitions probably won't keep up. First squadron, withdraw from the battlefield immediately. Drone squadrons, delay him as much as possible... Launch a Dongfeng 17 armed with a neutron bomb."

"Miko, are we really using a neutron bomb now?" a voice hesitantly asked.

"'Now?' My friend, do you have any idea how off-the-charts his stats are?! Do you think our conventional weapons stand any chance of killing him? We can't even touch him! If we drag this out any longer, all these aircraft squadrons will be wiped out here!" The usually calm voice now held a hint of anger. "If you asked me to command, then don't question me! Do you realize every word you're wasting right now is costing us time?"

Even as the commander, Miko, was explaining, the black-robed Chen Ling in the sky had already destroyed two more fighter jets. The missiles carried by these fighter squadrons couldn't even target Chen Ling, let alone harm him. This was an absolute massacre!

Simultaneously, a massive swarm of loitering munitions surged towards the black-robed Chen Ling. Seeing this, Chen Ling merely let out a wild laugh. He showed no intention of dodging; instead, he directly changed direction and plunged headfirst into the swarm of loitering munitions!

Boom! Boom—!!

Under the impact of the black-robed Chen Ling, the loitering munitions detonated one after another. Blinding flashes of light erupted sequentially as the dark figure tore through them, illuminating the entire sky as if it were day. However, even bathing in the explosions of the loitering munitions, the black-robed Chen Ling remained completely unharmed. Witnessing this, the person who had just questioned if it was too early to use a neutron bomb fell silent.

Miko's voice resumed its calm tone: "The advantage of a neutron bomb is that its high-energy neutron flux after detonation has extreme penetrating power. It can bypass armor to destroy cellular DNA and the nervous system, while also inhibiting cell regeneration... Its disadvantage, however, is a smaller kill radius, so we must ensure a direct hit to allow the radiation to fully penetrate the target." Miko paused briefly. "Second squadron, from now on, you will follow my every command..."

This time, no one dared to question Miko's orders.

After taking down several fighter jets in succession, the black-robed Chen Ling seemed to lose interest, his gaze shifting directly towards the direction Yang Xiao had last departed. Just as he was about to leave, a fighter jet hurtled towards him!

Intense muzzle flashes erupted from the fighter jet, and missiles swarmed towards the black-robed Chen Ling. Chen Ling's crimson eyes narrowed slightly, and his body in mid-air turned back, watching the suicidal fighter jets with a sneer.

"You're begging to die!" the black-robed Chen Ling snarled, his arm extending infinitely to smash one of the fighter jet's wings with a single punch. The jet transformed into a fireball and plummeted rapidly to the ground.

The crash of one fighter jet had no impact; subsequent jets continued to charge at Chen Ling, fearless of death, one after another. Seeing this, the black-robed Chen Ling decided to simply annihilate all living things present. Normally, Chen Ling would have detected the suicidal nature of these fighter jet attacks. However, the second personality currently in control of his body was the embodiment of violence, arrogant and megalomaniacal. In his eyes, these continuous attacks were nothing but a provocation. When provoked, the black-robed Chen Ling would choose to use his absolute power to let these "ants" die in fear and despair.

The fighter jets circled in the air, using themselves as bait, constantly confining Chen Ling's movement range. As Chen Ling shattered yet another fighter jet with a punch, a missile, a streak of light moving at over Mach 10, violently struck Chen Ling's body!

At that moment, the black-robed Chen Ling finally realized something was wrong, but just as he tried to dodge, the missile exploded with a deafening roar!!

Boom—!!!!

Brilliant flames engulfed Chen Ling along with the surrounding fighter jets. Mid-range radar equipment responsible for locating Chen Ling instantly malfunctioned, leaving only long-range optical devices still transmitting the battlefield footage.

In the command center, thousands of miles away, a short-haired girl, sitting in a gaming chair with her knees hugged, had her eyes almost pressed against the screen displaying real-time battlefield footage, trying to discern from the blurry image whether the monster in the inferno was truly dead. She quietly muted her microphone on the operational channel and murmured to herself: "He took a direct hit from a neutron bomb... He can't possibly still be alive, can he?"

"Miko, what's the situation?" a figure in military uniform asked in a deep voice from behind her.

"How should I know? All the reconnaissance and positioning equipment has been affected and is out of commission... But I've already sent a drone team ahead, so we should get footage soon." Miko shrugged. She raised a fingertip, as if lightly tapping something in the air, and her eyes flickered with faint glows, like a precisely calculating computer.

The aura of a certain divine path silently emanated from her...