Blind Spot
Chapter 270 - 252 Ambush - Four (Thanks to Nuan Yang 1314 for the Silver~)

Chapter 270: 252 Ambush Chapter Four (Thanks to Nuan Yang 1314 for the Silver~)

After the team dispersed, Shalin rushed alone towards the heart of the oasis.

On the desolate streets, only the heavy echo of his footsteps reverberated for a time.

Each of his strides covered more than ten meters, and a few steps took him hundreds of meters. As he hurried along, his eyes glowed brightly, constantly vigilant of his surroundings and comparing them against the target location data in the database.

Flight was not an option here, with the surrounding mass of automated anti-air systems capable of instantaneously annihilating anything airborne.

Therefore, the fastest method was ground reconnaissance.

The white robe fluttered continuously, like a white current, sweeping forward along the blocks.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, his step halted, and he stood still.

Surrounding him on the streets, squads of sand thieves slowly emerged from all directions.

In their hands, they carried various weapons—firearms, rocket launchers, laser cannons, with machine guns and heavy snipers in the distance.

Exoskeletons and purely mechanical soldiers were intermingled, and the hum of red special metal chainsaws and vibrational knives resonated.

"You actually have additional forces..." Shalin expressed some surprise.

"Long time no see, Shalin." Among the group of sand thieves, a giant reinforced human clad in silver armor and wielding a massive lance stood like a small mountain. The green single eye crystal on his face gazed over this way.

"Mokadi, a mere underling defeated by me, do you think bringing this trash will let you win against me?" A cold laugh transmitted from beneath Shalin’s helmet.

"Your Silver Temple is really living in the past."

"No." Mokadi calmly responded. "They’re only here to collect your corpse."

"Collect my corpse!?" Shalin laughed. "I’ve had enough of trash-talking with you wastes of space. Since you’re so eager to die, then I’ll grant your wish!"

He stepped forward and stamped the ground.

In an instant, his white robe shattered, torn apart and incinerated by the massive torrent of blue particles erupting from his body, and turned to ash that drifted away.

The vast flow of blue particles formed a pair of wings, each over six meters wide.

’Osiris Dragon King, this ultimate Grade Seven suit from the Sky System, is a waste on you...’ Mokadi’s expression remained calm.

"A waste?! Fool! Who do you think you are!!!" Shalin’s wings unfurled, and blue arcs of electricity exploded fiercely around his body, spraying in all directions.

In a fierce motion, his figure turned into a streak of blue lightning, charging towards Mokadi ahead.

The ultimate Grade Seven suit from the Sky System, in that moment, unleashed a terrifying speed exceeding six times the speed of sound.

The massive sonic boom instantly shattered the glass of the surrounding buildings. Debris on the ground trembled and jumped, then ignited by the particle streams that swept past, burning rapidly.

Yet Mokadi remained still, standing in his spot as if he had been scared stiff.

Just as the two were about to collide.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a black light burst from the side through the air, striking with an unimaginable speed accurately at Shalin’s head.

Though it was released later, the black light seemed to predict Shalin’s every move, stabbing precisely at his temple.

Clang!

A loud noise.

Shalin’s entire body was flung violently to the side, crashing into a supermarket on the left.

He rolled and embedded himself into a metal wall deep inside the supermarket. His body’s blue electric arcs continuously exploded and circulated.

On the side of his head, a small area of cracks was clearly visible.

That was close...

He lifted his hand, looking at his palm; it was the spot he used to block the black light, but now there was a piercing hole through it.

"This is... Flying Yi!!!" Rage twisted the face beneath Shalin’s helmet.

"Mokadi, how dare you collaborate with Yi Country!!"

"Who told you we’re collaborating?" Mokadi stood at the entrance of the supermarket, his words tinged with a hint of mockery.

He stepped aside slightly, revealing a tall figure behind him, wrapped with silver ribbons on his arm.

The figure wore armor as sleek as a mirror, looking as if it were made from countless pieces of shattered glass, showing many dense cracks.

This person’s stature was also extremely burly, only slightly shorter than the five-meter-tall Mokadi, carrying on his back a broadsword that looked as though it was assembled from many glass shards.

"It’s you guys!!?" The moment Shalin saw the newcomer, his pupils constricted sharply beneath the helmet.

"Star Lake...!!"

"As you can see. I am Star Lake, Han Qi of the Great Shining Star." The figure lifted his right hand, and streaks of black light shot out from behind him like swimming fish, slowly circling and hovering in his palm.

"Impossible!! Yi Country and White Star clearly joined forces to annihilate you! How could you remnants of the United Front still be..." Shalin roared fiercely.

Boom!!

In an instant, a column of black light as thick as a water bucket smashed down upon Shalin.

Two seconds.

The black light disappeared, and Shalin’s whole body glowed red. The armor on his back melted and solidified with the wall, emitting heat waves exceeding a thousand degrees.

And his consciousness had completely faded away.

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Inside Oasis City.

In front of a standalone garden villa.

Li Chengyi stopped in his tracks, looking up at the faint light inside the villa.

"Is everyone gone?"

He furrowed his brows slightly.

According to the address given by the Rainbow Candy and Qiong An comparison, Harns should be here.

If the Book of Record from the Sand Thieves is fake, then the only clue left is Harns.

This former member of the Golden Eye Snake who followed Lien, holding the Book of Record, had successfully left Dark City.

And he had also been lucky enough to survive until now.

Only, he didn’t know why Harns would be mingling with the Sand Thieves.

Pushing open the small gate in front of the villa.

Just as Li Chengyi was about to enter, he suddenly heard the sound of a violent collision coming from a distant block.

There were still intermittent sounds of gunfire and explosions.

From their direction, it seemed that the teams of Blind Spot Individuals from the other two directions had successfully advanced.

But they likely had no idea that the Book of Record in plain sight was actually a decoy.

Li Chengyi paused his steps and entered the small garden of the villa.

The garden was covered with small cards in pink and white.

He casually picked one up and looked at it.

’I hope mom and dad live to a hundred years old, healthy and free of disaster. ——Duoduo.’

It was the typical writing style and format of Yi Country, and the text was in the Yi Country language.

A den of Sand Thieves, why would there be Yi Country language here? This place is supposed to be Sutan.

A thread of doubt rose in Li Chengyi’s mind.

’Maybe I just happened upon a Sand Thief who happens to know the Yi Country language?’

He guessed as such.

Putting the card down, he continued deeper, carefully listening to the sounds around him.

Now that his dragon transformation was complete, he trusted his own senses more than technological gadgets.

Arriving in front of the villa door, Li Chengyi extended his hand and gently pressed on the lock area.

Click.

The door was gently pushed open.

The door lock and metal bolt were neatly cut through.

The house was empty. There were still some scattered and disheveled clothes on the floor.

Clearly, the owner of the house had left in a hurry.

"Excuse me, is Harns here?"

He directly asked in Yi Country language.

"I am here on behalf of Mr. Xindela, Lien’s father, who has asked me to come."

There was no response from inside the room.

Li Chengyi quietly took out a Golden Eye Snake Ring.

"This is my token of trust."

"Harns is dead," came a reply.

Suddenly, a section of the floor in the corner slowly flipped over, revealing an entrance to an underground passage.

From the passage, an old man with white hair slowly rose, seated in a chair.

The words in Yi Country language were his.

"Impossible, the information I’ve found proves that he is still alive!" Li Chengyi frowned.

"Could I take a look at that ring?" asked the old man, extending his hand.

"In exchange, I can hand over the Book of Record to you."

The Book of Record?!

A chill ran through Li Chengyi.

He watched the old man for three seconds.

Then, he tossed the ring gently, landing it accurately in the old man’s lap.

"This, belongs to Esther..." the old man picked it up, recognizing the owner of the ring at a glance.

"Are you Harns?" Li Chengyi asked in a low voice.

"No... I am just a substitute for Harns," replied the old man.

He extended his right hand and tapped under the seat, opening a hidden compartment and taking out an antique book with a pale blue cover.

"This is the Book of Record."

He tossed the book carelessly to Li Chengyi.

"Actually, the so-called Book of Record is just an ordinary notebook."

Li Chengyi caught the book and flipped through it quickly; indeed, it was filled with dense and genuine Black Sea Script.

"At the end, you will find handwriting left by the captain. He followed the clues of the Lan Meng Mountain Master to the next location. But since coming from Dark City, I had already split from the group."

"Where did he go?" Li Chengyi asked steadily.

"I don’t know... perhaps you could have a look at the notebook yourself," the old man replied.

The chair slowly sank down, and he said no more, closing his eyes and resting peacefully in the chair.

Li Chengyi wanted to approach, but suddenly, he paused in his step and did not get any closer.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but rather, after the old man closed his eyes after his last words, he breathed no more.

He was dead.

Picking up the Book of Record, Li Chengyi quickly turned the pages, searching for the parts that were not in Black Sea Script.

In the last section, there were indeed passages in White Star Language.

That must be the notes left by Lien.

He turned on the translator and began to read carefully.

"All beings of Yunshan are recorded in this small book. They cycle, they revolve, they replicate themselves, they are unchanging... they continuously repeat a fixed segment of life. But can such an existence truly be called life?"

"What is the essence of life?"

"Self-replication, metabolism, under the protection of Yunshan they don’t need to adapt to the outside world, no matter how many of them leave, they all eventually return home."

"Perhaps, from here, one can glimpse the essence of the Blind Spot."

"The same cycle, the same self-replication, the same metabolism... if someone can read these words, please find the Hall of Oblivion’s Book of Distortion."

"The Lan Meng Mountain Master mentioned, the Blind Spot originates from the infinite Black Sea, and the Book of Distortion is a text recorded by The Fallen Clan about their own evolutionary history within the Black Sea. Inadvertently, they have documented the entire process from the formation to the perfection of the Blind Spot."

"The Lan Meng Mountain Master claims that it was after obtaining the Book of Distortion that he successfully broke free from the Blind Spot. Therefore, I must go to the Hall of Oblivion. The location of the Hall of Oblivion is in the final dying words."

In the last segment of handwriting, there was delicate script seemingly from the same era as the Black Sea Script.

"At the end of the fall, the shattered edge, the thin line between life and death, treasure your journey." ——Yan.

The characters were in Yi Country script, and Li Chengyi could understand them without a translator.