Light Fortress
Chapter 116 - 104 Attack, Kill!

Chapter 116: Chapter 104 Attack, Kill!

The wind blew.

The iron gate trembled with cold shrillness.

The dried leaves of late autumn were scooped up, sharp as knives, scraping against the metal surface with piercing sounds that indicated the strength of the wind.

But even so... the fog remained thick.

Such a strong wind could not disperse the thickness, as if it were imprisoned within an invisible air niche.

Inside the factory, everything was blanketed in whiteness.

Covered in dense fog, this was the core area where the "sealed object" was located... but within the dense white fog, a glaring red light permeated, and the ground of this old factory, cracked like a volcano, streamed with red lines, interwoven like a molten lava pool.

Shi Li squatted at the intersection of the octagonal red patterns.

He took a sealed iron can from his bosom and twisted the mouth of the can, from which a crimson fluid, blood-like, slowly poured out.

This blood-like substance was none other than Extraordinary Essence!

Moreover, the aura was very sinister, seemingly extracted through some ancient Secret Technique.

Shi Li’s movements were slow.

And very steady.

With great patience, he kept the can tilted at the smallest angle possible, just enough to pour out the essence, thus through the snow-white fog, a continuous line of crimson blood appeared... Eventually, all of this dripping crimson essence poured entirely into the very center of the factory’s ground, into a squarely shaped gospel box.

The gospel box, only the size of a palm, yet resembled the vast mouth of a Taotie.

A whole can, poured slowly, all fell into the bottomless pit.

Then came the second can.

The third can.

...

...

By the time Shi Li had emptied the fifth bottle of crimson liquid he carried on him, nearly half an hour had passed.

He slowly stood up and, looking at the ground where the little box was finally overflowing and slowly digesting its contents, revealed a satisfied smile.

"Clang—"

Outside the iron gate, a muffled thud was heard.

Though the sound was not loud, it immediately caught Shi Li’s attention.

"Someone’s here!"

Shi Li’s expression instantly turned grim.

He lowered the brim of his hat and stood silently in the dense factory fog, concealing all signs of his presence...

The entire world fell silent.

It seemed as if the sound just now was an illusion, and the person who accidentally touched the fragile metal gates surely didn’t expect them to be so frail.

He also maintained silence, with no subsequent sounds emanating; he must be hoping that the individual inside the factory would consider it a distortion.

But what a pity.

Shi Li did not think it was a distortion.

Although he had chosen the most secluded old town area of Da Du to "conduct experiments," after all, a whole day had passed since the awakening of the sealed object, and being discovered was not unexpected.

The fluctuations from the sealed object were largely suppressed.

Ninety percent of the power was concentrated within this factory.

The mist that escaped pervaded the deserted Yuan Dan Street with no people, and the rest probably spread to a few other blocks... perhaps it was just some unfortunate soul who wandered into Yuan Dan Street.

"If it’s an ordinary person, then there’s no need to bother about him... it won’t be long before... this person will naturally wither away."

Shi Li frowned.

"But what if it’s a Transcendent... no need to worry about them entering this factory, without a specific ’protective item,’ trying to break in would only be suicidal."

Lately, each visit to the old town gave him the feeling of being trailed.

"Wait a moment..."

"Perhaps... I’ve been targeted long ago. This time, that person followed me to Yuan Dan Street."

Shi Li’s expression was calm, his eyes only showed indifference.

Gu Shen guessed right.

This dense fog obstructed everyone’s sight, even the members of the Changjiu Foundation who released the fog were not exempted.

It was difficult to track in this place.

Similarly, it was hard to sense being tracked.

"Is it because I frequent the old town too often?"

After clarifying his thoughts, Shi Li chuckled self-deprecatingly; no matter what... the game of cat and mouse had now completely reversed.

In this dense fog, he was the cat.

The other was the mouse.

He walked out of the factory without a sound, slowly looking towards the direction of the sound... Though he saw nothing, Shi Li was certain.

There stood a person.

The direction he "looked" at.

On the other side of the ruined walls—

About ten meters away, amidst the dense fog, stood a tall figure, one hand holding a motorcycle helmet, the other pressing against the dented iron gate of the factory.

Hu Danian controlled his breathing, allowing himself to relax a bit, not too tense.

The fog was dense.

In such a situation, eyes were no longer important, because nothing could be seen; thus, what he could trust were his own instincts, his split-second reactions to life and death, and... Gu Shen, who had not yet revealed himself.

...

...

Shi Li moved forward slowly.

He was all too familiar with the maximum visibility range of this layer of fog.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Stop.

One more step forward, and he would reach the place where that guy was standing.

From his sleeve, a silent dagger slid down, engraved with the pattern of black dragon bones, which now seemed to come alive, possessing their own life, slowly stretching along the blade of the dagger.

The moment the dragon bone moved.

Shi Li moved as well.

In a flash, he stepped into the extreme range of visibility through the fog, and as expected, he saw an immobile, imposing figure leaning against the wall, but the man stood silent and still, like a stone statue, as if waiting for him to come.

Was it an ambush?

Shi Li had only a moment to think.

He stabbed forward with an indifferent expression... Yes, so what?

The dagger flashed cold light, its speed surging in that instant; even the wind couldn’t dissipate the fog, which now showed faint signs of spreading outwards.

Accompanied by the sound of a sonic boom.

The dagger pierced into something hard and bulging.

Hu Danian’s last moment opened his eyes wide like a furious Buddha, swinging the helmet in his hand harshly. The helmet, pierced by the Dragon Bone Dagger, immediately had red silver spill from its embedded layer, while the dragon bone pattern on the dagger emitted an angry, lofty wail, as if Extraordinary Power met Strong Logic Material, much like lava meeting liquid nitrogen.

Throughout his life travelling across the north and south, this helmet was a treasured possession Hu Danian had cherished for years; once its embedded layer was punctured, the red silver would flow out, making this helmet a container for containment and sealing wherever it went.

As the dagger pierced the helmet, it triggered two starkly opposing forces that reacted violently with each other—

With a "bang!"

The helmet exploded abruptly, red silver splattered everywhere, and the Bone Dragon in the dagger howled furiously, the cold light reflecting Shi Li’s icy gaze. In that small dagger, a piece of bone actually disjointed, lifting up—it wasn’t merely an engraved pattern... but actual sharp bones, twining and emerging from both sides of the dagger, turning the short weapon in an instant into a trident arrowhead thrown from the sleeve!

Hu Danian’s pupils contracted as the dragon bone pierced his cheek, scattering distinct droplets of blood in the air.

In the blink of an eye.

He seemed to see... at the end of that arrowhead dagger, a chain-like bone rope connected.

"Whoosh!"

Shi Li pulled back with his hand, the opened bone spurs forming a barbed shape, like an eagle’s claw, retracting from the back of Hu Danian’s head... the trembling sound of the wind reached Hu Danian’s ears, he hurriedly dodged to the side, but it was too late, another burst of fresh blood was dragged out, scraping away half of his neck’s flesh!

Hu Danian forcefully covered his neck, his complexion very pale.

He felt somewhat dizzy.

Blood kept gushing from his neck... he pressed hard, but it was ineffective.

Everything happened too fast.

From Shi Li’s move to the dagger’s transformation... this guy’s ability was related to his own bones; the bone spurs that opened from the dagger and the bone rope connected at the tip were likely extensions of his own skeleton.

"Sincere Heart Association, Beitang, Group Two, Hu Danian."

Shi Li looked at the man in front of him, weak and identified Hu Danian’s voice, smiling lightly, he said, "You’re investigating me... who’s behind you, Lu Nanzhi, Cui Zhongcheng?"

Hu Danian laughed weakly, "That phrase of yours... is rather interesting."

Shi Li subconsciously didn’t mention Zhao Qi.

Though Young Master Zhao was more name than substance... he was still a major public face of the Zhao Family, enjoying the resources and privileges of a future heir in many matters.

...

Shi Li also realized his mistake.

But he didn’t mind it, calmly saying, "At death’s door, you better think about yourself."

Even if he didn’t make a move.

Hu Danian was doomed to die... with such severe injuries, in the fog of Yuan Dan Street, he wouldn’t live much longer.

"Before I die... can I ask you a question?"

Hu Danian laughed.

He pointed his finger at the fog, and asked softly, "What is in this room?"

Hu Danian didn’t know when Gu Shen would make his move.

But he knew... this kid was a Spiritual Extraordinary, and Shi Li had spiritual leads embedded by the Changjiu Foundation in his mind—even if he succeeded, the secrets of this great fog could no longer be known.

"A truly dutiful and responsible dog indeed..."

Shi Li looked at the blood-covered Hu Danian, shook his head as he smiled lightly, and said softly, "I’ll tell you after you die."

He leaned forward again.

At that moment, Shi Li’s pupils contracted as he "slowly" looked down towards his feet.

The scattered helmet fragments and flowing red silver substance, unknown when, had shifted and gathered at his feet, as if poured and constructed by some mysterious force, solidifying into a fortress welded to the ground.

This Red Silver Fortress locked his feet in place.

Thus, the moment he tried to step forward, his body uncontrollably fell forward.

"...This?"

Shi Li looked somewhat bewildered.

Had the explosion of the helmet... been deliberately caused by Hu Danian?

To wait for him to let his guard down and trap him... but what use was there in trapping him?

Immediately after, he heard a sharp whistle nearby.

A flash of silvery glint bloomed before Shi Li’s eyes.