With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal
Chapter 112 - 105: Indestructible Body, Fierce Battle Against Demons (6k Long - )_2

Chapter 112: Chapter 105: Indestructible Body, Fierce Battle Against Demons (6k Long Chapter)_2

In an instant, the snake demon was like a taut bowstring, dodging the knife tip and launching itself toward Meng Chuan, bringing with it a gust of putrid wind.

"Bang!"

The deafening sound of the sniper rifle going off suddenly erupted from behind, and the snake demon, which was mid-air, stiffened abruptly before being violently blasted away.

White smoke puffed from the sniper’s barrel as Old Wu, wearing goggles in the distance, gave Meng Chuan a thumbs up.

Over by the snake demon, blood poured continuously from the massive bullet wound on its body.

However, this snake demon, as if it had lost its mind, did not choose to turn around and escape. It continued to endure the pain and slithered towards Meng Chuan.

"It’s a brainless one."

Meng Chuan thought of Venom, who was a hundred times smarter than this snake demon, and thus prepared to end its life with a powerful punch.

"Meng Chuan, this guy is an artificial Celestial Demon made by the Demon Summoning Hall; keep it alive for research!"

Xu Qi had already walked over, standing behind Meng Chuan and quickly speaking.

"No wonder I couldn’t sense the Celestial Demon Force Field on this guy, now it makes sense."

"Alive, got it."

A gust of air surged under Meng Chuan’s Inch Step, Power gathering on his fist as he viciously struck the demon’s vulnerable spot.

With a "boom," the snake demon was slammed against the wall as if run over by a truck, its scales at the vital point exploded and flipped, with the penetrating Dark Strength destroying its central nervous system.

After falling from the wall, it lay limp like a noodle on the ground, unmoving. .com

"It’s not dead, I just paralyzed it."

Xu Qi gave Meng Chuan a thumbs up, then stepped forward and lifted it with one hand, his skilled strength resonating through, causing the snake demon’s entire body to crackle like roasting beans.

The snake demon at this moment had long lost its former ferocity.

Its head hung weakly, eyes unfocused, staring blankly at the ground, its life’s breath faint, with no ability to resist.

"Xiaohuang, catch it!"

Xu Qi shouted loudly, while throwing the barely breathing snake demon backward with force.

Teammates in the back caught the snake demon steadily, then secured it well and stuffed it into a large backpack.

Xu Qi smiled slightly and said to Meng Chuan:

"Xiaomeng, your streak of three kills here was excellent, at least 100 merit points earned, a huge gain!"

Meng Chuan’s heart skipped a beat, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes as he asked:

"What rewards can I exchange for these merits?"

While carefully checking the identity of the black-robed person, Xu Qi explained to Meng Chuan:

"Here’s the deal, the situation was urgent just now, so Captain Li Zhun didn’t have time to explain to you."

He paused, not stopping his actions:

"Merit points are very useful; whether for civilian martial artists or our police officers, the merits obtained during missions can be exchanged for resources in the honor armory within the police station.

The exact merit value will be calculated by the civilian staff at the police station based on the recorder pinned to your chest, to prevent misclaim or exaggeration.

I’ll take you to see it when we get back, 100 merit points is quite a lot, worth more than a million in cash, and can exchange for a lot of good stuff."

With Xu Qi explaining in this way, Meng Chuan understood.

He was in need of money right now, and with his current strength, killing these Demon Path martial artists and Celestial Demons was like cutting through vegetables.

As long as he ensures safety, he might as well seize the opportunity to earn more merit points.

After completing the cleanup of the scene, with time tight and tasks heavy, everyone continued delving deeper inside.

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Chemical plant management area.

Several black-robed figures held their breath, hiding in the darkness, their faces revealing hideous smiles as they listened to the approaching footsteps.

"Long live the Thousand-Headed Venerable!"

Several figures ferociously pounced, but Meng Chuan had already sensed these people hiding here and had responded in advance.

He raised his fists to block, the dagger leaving not a scratch on the steel-like bone; then he flipped his palm, knocking the dagger out of the opponent’s hand.

The veins on his other arm bulged as he grabbed the person’s throat, lifting them off the ground.

Meng Chuan glanced over their shoulder.

"Found the explosives, they’re in front of the wall; everyone, be careful!"

The person before him turned blue and purple from the choke, their legs kicking wildly in the air, while Xu Qi and the others were also engaged with the enemy.

"Bang bang!"

Gunfire rang once more, but this time from the front instead of behind.

Meng Chuan reacted swiftly, using the person he was choking as a shield. After taking two bullets, the opponent’s back burst with blood, eyes bulging, and they breathed their last.

"Everyone be careful, the opponent also has guns!"

Seeing three heads suddenly popping out from behind the explosives, with their mutated claw-like hands on the triggers, firing away recklessly.

"Find cover!"

A martial artist is still flesh and blood, getting hit by bullets can cause injury or even death.

Xu Qi and the others, not caring to engage the enemy before them, hurriedly dove to the side to dodge.

Meng Chuan didn’t want to try withstanding bullets head-on either, so he was about to sidestep for cover when the sound of the sniper rifle firing whizzed past his ears.

Among the three from the Demon Summoning Hall wielding guns, the one on the far left sprouted a blood hole on his forehead and fell instantly, while the remaining two quickly ducked their heads to hide.

"How about it, is Brother Wu’s marksmanship on point?"

Behind him, Old Wu, having fired that shot, swiftly ducked and hid with his sniper rifle, preventing the enemy from spotting him.

Meng Chuan didn’t expect that Old Wu, who looked like a tank, turned out to be an ADC.

Since there’s someone in the rear, it’s manageable now.

The fake tank stands down, the real tank is about to take the stage!