Light Fortress
Chapter 127 - 115 Battle on the River

Chapter 127: Chapter 115 Battle on the River

"It might hit, but it won’t necessarily kill,"

Qi Lv frowned, whispering, "He seems to know my ability quite well, just standing at the very edge of my shooting range."

Just one step back, and he would be out of effective range.

In the past, whenever he lightly pressed his finger on the trigger, he always felt an inexplicable sense of calm.

But this time, it was different.

The more he aimed, the more a feeling of tension fermented at the bottom of his heart.

Qi Lv had a vague premonition that if he fired, this shot... was very likely to result in the coerced hostage getting shot through, while that guy standing at the farthest point would emerge unscathed.

"I’ve had several dealings with Crow," Wu Yong said quietly, his gaze fixed on the distant river, "Drawing us here and posing in such a provocative manner... what exactly is he plotting?"

"No matter what, take the shot."

Wu Yong spoke indifferently, "If he’s killed, Da Du will be at peace afterward. If not... it just shows that Crow is indeed capable."

The laziness in his eyes turned fierce in an instant.

He raised his hand.

Countless roars tore through the night, as dozens of machine guns spat out their fury!

Though the bullets in their chambers weren’t the precious Purple Silver Bullets, they still contained a trace of Red Silver properties. Striking a Transcendent’s body, they could unleash massive destructive force!

If a passerby happened to cross by, looking inward from outside the Heavenly Curtain, they would think the night so tranquil, the river so calm—

And they would never imagine, the true and dreadful spectacle taking place inside the Heavenly Curtain.

The river exploded from afar to near!

Waves of water columns blurred the vision, as if the entire world had been blown upside down, the angry bullets nearly splitting the river in half, lifting hundreds of water walls only to be shattered by the next bullet, rising and falling, the ripples of the azure waves undulating. Qi Lv, who had always been lying prone and motionless, finally took his shot.

From beginning to end, he was the quietest one.

Reticient.

Like a shadow.

He lay beneath the long night, amidst the blooming gunfires, like an unopened bud.

Until the moment he fired his gun.

The firing pin ignited a purple brilliance, a ghostly silence compared to the raging guns, which burst into silent fireworks a kilometer away in the roaring din of guns tearing the sky and earth.

A slender bullet crossed the distance of a thousand meters in an instant.

It penetrated through dozens of water walls.

Just pulling the trigger, such a simple act, seemed to have drained Qi Lv of a great deal of effort, his pitch-black pupils oozing blood, and blood also trickling from his nostrils... Under the "Eagle Eye" Extraordinary Ability, he could easily lock onto any object in his field of vision, two or even three.

But at that moment, when the convoy opened fire all at once.

The spiritual power consumption of Qi Lv’s Eagle Eye spiked... Amidst countless splashes of water, the shameless man holding the floral shirt began to blur. This fuzziness might not mean much to others.

But to Eagle Eye... it was a nightmare.

The bullets pierced through the water, but none could even graze Crow’s clothes, let alone touch the skin of the hostage. The gunfire had already submerged the place where he stood.

In the view captured by Eagle Eye... every millisecond, Crow’s position was changing drastically. He was like a wildly trembling spring, shifting rapidly within an extremely narrow space.

At that moment, Qi Lv finally understood where his ominous premonition had come from—if he couldn’t lock onto the precise position... and anticipate where the next millisecond would take him, then even the Purple Silver Bullet would miss.

With Wu Yong’s hand raised.

All the sounds ceased, and the river under the Heavenly Curtain returned to silence.

Only the sound of the falling water splashes remained.

Qi Lv’s lips turned somewhat pale, he stared intently into the distant night mist, having overexerted his Eagle Eye just tracking the trajectory of one shot, and upon withdrawing the enhancement of his spiritual power, the world in front of him became blurry, with many shadows overlapping.

He struggled to focus on where the water splashes fell... wanting to know whether his shot had hit the target.

Finally...

Above the vast river, a muffled grunt was heard.

In the silence of the long night, the voice was so striking and joyful... until all the mist had dissipated, the man who had been crouching in the middle of the river bank slowly stood up.

A strand of blood seeped into the river.

It was swept away by the surging waves in an instant.

The blood was not Song Ci’s.

The muffled grunt that had just been heard wasn’t his, either.

Wu Yong’s expression was dark as he stared at the figure that Crow had lifted. A purple flower burst into bloom at the latter’s throat, eerily striking. The elongated bullet had shattered his windpipe, so no matter how hard he tried, he could only produce a stifled groaning sound that was mournful and helpless.

Several dozen seconds later.

The helpless cries of agony vanished from this world.

"Such profound brotherly love..."

Finally, Crow spoke.

His flip-flops were in the water of the river bank. His voice was filled with emotion and sympathy, "To prevent the hostage from being killed by me, you chose to take him down?"

As he said this, he smiled, looking towards the gaunt man in the crowd.

That was a sniper not to be underestimated... from the very beginning, he had sensed the danger emanating from the other party. In fact, Crow didn’t understand, nor did he care to know about Qi Lv’s abilities.

Just as he had said to Gu Shen.

He was a simple man, who often abandoned thought for intuition in his actions.

The advantage of simplicity was that he didn’t need to understand Qi Lv’s abilities, nor did he need to calculate the range of Hawkeye.

He had simply retreated silently a few steps at the start, back to a position he estimated in his heart to be safe from danger.

These few steps of retreat had already surpassed ninety percent of meticulous calculations.

"I have never seen such shameless effrontery!"

Wu Yong’s expression was far from pleasant. Even though he had been prepared for Crow not to be killed by firearms, he still found it hard to accept the current state of affairs.

So many Strong Logic Material bullets fired, nearly shattering half the river bank, and yet Crow was still completely unscathed?

There were rumors of Crow’s fists being extremely hard.

He hadn’t believed it at first—how could fists be harder than guns?

Now, it seemed that the slovenly man’s strength had far surpassed his expectations!

After taking a deep breath, Wu Yong approached the river bank and shouted, "Tonight, at any cost, Crow must die!"

The deep blue Heavenly Curtain, as if hearing his voice.

Crow squinted his eyes, looking up with interest.

His expression soon turned serious... The Heavenly Curtain that covered the great river seemed to truly connect to the heavens. In the long night, a light drizzle began to fall, and these raindrops, upon hitting the body, felt as heavy as iron.

"Is it a natural series, similar to a Binding Domain power?"

Song Ci clenched his hands, as the rain seemed to possess a notable corrosive effect, with something in his body slowly ebbing away.

He saw that across the river bank, Wu Yong had drawn his long knife, and the chubby man had put on Finger Tiger Gloves.

Chen San’s four sworn sons, one with extremely sharp dynamic vision, another with a wide-ranging natural series ability that encompassed the real world, and the other two... were likely hand-to-hand combatants.

"Interesting..."

He chuckled softly, releasing the body in his hands that had already died.

With a "bang," the body fell, and the river water burst open.

Wu Yong was ready to stride across the river when he suddenly stopped in his tracks, because after the column of water erupted... the figure that had previously stood towering and commanding, exuding the air of a great master, had left behind only a figure frantically sprinting away!

"Is this... this is..."

"He ran away?"