Chapter 328 Deterrence
He is so fast!
Buweige and Haridan suddenly felt a storm rising in their hearts!
Their attack was easily resolved by the opponent at first. That incomprehensible mysterious trajectory made the two people lose consciousness with just two fingers.
Then, the opponent grabbed his neck again, and in an extremely humiliating manner, he forcibly interrupted the state of "self potential".
What a terrifying speed!
No...
Speed alone is far from being able to do this. This is due to the strength of the crushing level!
But the problem is that the two of them are not weak at all.
Even if their essence is not good at frontal combat, even if they face the body spiral mystics of the same level, they cannot be caught face to face!
"That's it?"
The blond young man in front of him squinted his eyes and spoke slightly.
"It's really a waste...I can't understand it. What are you doing here? You can't help, but it may be a hindrance."
"You guy——"
Buweger had blue veins on his forehead and a stern expression.
He draped his uncontrollable right arm, resisted the pressure of the big hand pinching his neck, and entered the "self potential" state again. At the same time, he flashed his left hand and stabbed Jilan's throat with a hand knife.
Whoosh! !
This is one of his most proficient secret skills, called "Razor". With all his strength, he can decapitate the enemy with his bare hands.
On Buweig's side, Haridan, who was also strangled by the neck, his eyes narrowed and he hissed:
"Trade for injuries."
This is her original power as a "businessman", and is activated with the spiritual intensity of level 3 "glow".
This ability can imprint one's own injuries into the target's consciousness, causing the target to suffer the same pain as the injury.
However, Jilan's expression remained normal.
Phew——
His head tilted, passing through the blurred afterimage, and easily missed Buweig's hand knife.
At the same time, his eyes reflected the outline of a cross sword bonfire. It was clear that his spirituality was touched by Haridan's mysterious power and appeared spontaneously.
The result is that not even a wisp of flame has been shaken.
“?!”
Buweger and Haridan couldn’t help but be startled.
At this moment, their self-confidence suffered another heavy blow.
Gillan increased the strength of his hands.
Gu!
The palms of his hands were like iron pliers, pinching a man and a woman until their faces turned red and purple, and their eyes turned white.
Gilan took advantage of his height advantage of 1.9 meters to lift the two of them into the air like chickens.
Buweige and Haridan tightly held their hands around their necks and kicked their legs hard, but to no avail.
"It's really boring."
Jilan said boringly and threw the two of them away.
Bang bang! !
The two of them rolled to the ground in embarrassment and slid several meters away.
“Cough! Cough cough!!”
Buweig and Haridan coughed violently several times, and then gasped for air.
Everyone present was stunned by this scene.
Especially the second group of gravediggers.
Mugul and Renault were stunned, Kaya and Maiev also raised their brows in surprise, while Garnold raised the corners of his mouth slightly, seeming to find it interesting.
Both are level 3, the members of the second group know very well that Buweig and Haridan are not weak, but Jilan is too strong!
If it were them, it probably wouldn't be much better.
"Mr. Gillan...has become stronger again."
Mavie was a little unbelievable.
It can be said that she has witnessed Jilan step by step from level 2 to today. But it had only been a few months, but the blond young man in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
In terms of strength alone, she is far behind!
"What kind of strength is this..."
Buweig raised his head and looked at the blond young man who had never moved even half a step from beginning to end, his pupils trembling.
Had he not fought with him personally, he would not have believed that he was powerless to fight back in front of member No. 001 of the "Thorns"!
The other party is obviously a reserve with him...
But how can the gap be so big? !
The young man's figure inexplicably grew taller, like an insurmountable mountain, casting a huge shadow in Buweig's heart.
Suddenly, Buweig noticed that the braided woman beside him slowly sat up, but her body was trembling slightly.
He was shocked.
Although he was easily defeated, he was not so scared...
"Harridan?" Buweig frowned.
The woman's face was pale, her eyes were staring straight at the blond young man, and her lips were trembling.
"He...he is not level 3."
"Huh?!"
Buweig was startled for a moment, then suddenly shifted his gaze and turned on his spiritual vision. The blond young man looked.
In an instant, the opponent's whole body burst into dazzling light, and its spiritual color had long been covered up by the dazzling light, leaving only a formidable sense of oppression.
The feeling of oppression from a higher level!
It’s not level 3 “glow”...
It’s level 4 “abundance”!
“Kyusei?!”
Buweig couldn’t suppress the tremor in his heart and exclaimed.
Hearing this exclamation, everyone present was stunned.
Haldane and Celine, the secret cult reserve members who came with them, couldn't help but hold their breath and looked at the blond young man with dull eyes.
"A twenty-year-old..."
Haldane grunted and swallowed.
He knew from the beginning that the person who could make an exception for "Midnight Rose" to recruit must be extraordinary, but he did not expect that "Blood Owl" was much younger than him, but he had already made the leap. That threshold, promotion to a long-lasting person!
Reno, Muguer, Kaya, Maiev and others let out bursts of exclamations.
Even if Ms. Teresa knew the news last night, she still couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Only Garnold remained as surprised as everyone else, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
Gilan ignored everyone's shock.
Because there was another "ding" sound in his ears. Colored writing then appeared in front of you:
"Mission: Deterrence. (Completed)"
"Reward: small improvement in gnosis, spirituality, physical body (choose one from three)."
"Please choose."
< br>Gilan said silently in his heart:
'The body. ’
As the mystic of the Forge Sword Spiral, it stands to reason that his physical strength is his shortcoming.
However, with the help of physical training and secret techniques, and through "Banlan's" continuous deductions, this shortcoming was forcibly made up for, and even turned into a longboard.
Gilan simply continued to lengthen the long board.
‘Everyone knows the barrel theory, but it is limited by the short board effect and eventually falls into mediocrity... Little does anyone know that only by leveraging the long board effect can we strive for excellence and raise the upper limit of our own stage. ’
Jilan narrowed his eyes, feeling the feedback from the "golden exclamation" to himself.
His body began to heat up slightly.
The density of muscles, bones and internal organs has increased slightly. The magnitude is not large, but the overall enhancement is about 10%.
‘This 00% may not seem like much, but it plays a role in the foundation. Under the influence of transformation skills, it can produce several percent effects! ’
Gilan is in a good mood.
At this time, Buweig and Haridan recovered some strength, climbed up from the ground, and looked at him with extremely complicated eyes.
"Sorry, Mr. Gillan."
Harridan lowered his head and said softly.
“I am ashamed of my arrogance.”
Buweg on the side took a deep breath, his attitude changed very quickly, and said in a deep voice:
“We I am willing to obey your orders unconditionally and fully assist you in your next actions.”
Gilan glanced at the two of them and said lightly:
"Go wait for me outside." He turned to look at Haldane and Celine, and said:
"You too."
"Yes, Mr. Gillan."
The four secret sect reservists were all shocked by the strength of the blond young man and responded respectfully.
They took steps and left the shipyard.
"Ms. Teresa, without further ado, let's start splitting up."
Gilan said to the person in charge of the second group.
"Yeah." The gray-haired lady nodded. "Kaya, Maiev, you two follow Gilan."
"Yes, Ms. Teresa."
Two female gravediggers, one tall and one short, responded.
Teresa gave a few more instructions to Colonel Torre, who quickly performed a cross military salute, and then asked the adjutant to contact the underground miasma shelter and urgently dispatch a company of troops.
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After a while.
Several military pickup trucks followed the armored vehicle in front, heading all the way to the east of Late Autumn Town.
Interior of the armored vehicle.
"Sir, there was originally a backup underground miasma shelter in the east, but it is currently occupied by the Blood Harbor gang."
A lieutenant wearing an anti-miasma mask looked at the sitting person The blond young man in charge saluted and reported.
Gillan looked at a document in his hand.
It records information about the insiders of the Blood Harbor gang, including leader Mandela and more than a dozen high-level cadres.
The number of gang members is nearly two hundred, and they possess many firearms and even weapons of mass destruction.
It seems to be a considerable armed force.
“The east part of the town used to be a slum?”
Gillan asked casually.
"Yes, sir."
Colonel Torre, beside the lieutenant, nodded.
“Although the Blood Harbor gang hangs out at the docks, their home base is in the slums. After the miasma disaster broke out, they looted supplies and turned the place into an iron barrel.”
"Well..."
Ji Lan looked at the documents and thought for a moment.
"Colonel Colonel Torre, please lead a frontal attack later to attract the opponent's attention."
Colonel Colonel was startled, but he did not disobey the order, but looked solemn. , salute and agree.
"Yes, sir."
"Kaya and Maiev, you two stay, put enough pressure on the other party, and take care of the safety of the officers to prevent the other party from using mysterious powers. , carry out beheading operations against us.”
Ji Lan looked at his colleagues in the second group.
Maev and Kaya nodded.
"As for the four of you..." Jilan finally turned his head and said to the four reserves from the secret sect in a calm tone. "Come with me."
"Yes, Mr. Gillan."
Haldane spoke first.
As for Celine, Buweig and Haridan, they did not dare to refuse and responded one after another.
The blond young man in front of them seems to be younger than them, but he is already a long-time veteran. It is only a matter of time before he is promoted to an official member of "Midnight Rose".
When facing a truly strong person, you should be in awe.
Seeing the submissive looks of Buweig and Haridan, Jilan did not speak sarcastically again.
Regardless of past and present lives, he knows very well the principle that the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected.
The only way to gain respect from others is through strength.
This is true even for ancient esoteric cults like "Midnight Rose".
If he hadn't been promoted to the fourth level of Jiushi, how could the "Old Man Making the Stick" be willing to treat each other as equals and tell him his real name?
Respect without strength is a kind of unequal charity.
Gilan, who had been looked down upon in the past, particularly valued this.
His goal is not just to survive in this other world, but to live with dignity.
Such dignity is based on strength!
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Armored vehicles and military pickup trucks drove into the eastern part of Late Autumn Town.
The buildings here are quite dilapidated and crowded, with all kinds of garbage and dirty clothes strewn all over the floor.
The black spots and stains on the stone pavement are quite stubborn and seem to be impossible to wash away.
In the distance, on the tops of several residential buildings, there were silhouettes of people moving. Apparently they had noticed the menacing approach of Ji Lan and his party, and hurriedly left to report the news.
“Let’s start taking action.”
Jilan said lightly.
Bang!
The lieutenant who was already ready opened the thick bulletproof door. Gillan stood up, took steps and jumped down.
The four of Haldane, Celine, Buweig and Haridan followed closely behind, their movements were particularly swift.
One in front and four behind, five figures rushed into a nearby alley at a speed beyond ordinary people, and then disappeared at the end after a few dodgers.
After closing the door of the armored vehicle, it led several soldiers in pickup trucks and drove "swaggeringly" deep into the slums.
Lieutenant-level officers on each pickup truck received orders from Colonel Torre in the armored vehicle.
"Load! Aim!"
The lieutenants half-knelt under the tailgate of the pickup truck and gave orders to the soldiers.
“Shoot the enemies behind buildings and bunkers!”
Beep!
Beep beep beep!
Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire.
Stone chips burst out of the building's exterior wall, leaving bullet holes. The glass window was shattered, the figure fell down after being shot, and blood splattered everywhere.
The other side.
Gilan and others shuttled through the dark blind spots and reached the depths of the eastern slums in advance.
Several people arrived at a corner near a red brick factory building, and Gillan made a gesture to stop.
This is the location of the backup underground miasma shelter.
There is a three-story building on the left and right sides. There are many gang members hiding on the top floor, windows, balconies and bunkers below.
"Mr. Gillan, what are you going to do?"
Haldane asked in a low voice.
"Seline and I are both 'craftsmen' in origin, and we carry a lot of alchemy supplies. If you need it, just ask."
"Yes." Gillando glanced at the two of them, but just said Nod slightly.
He touched the middle finger of his right hand, and a small figure emerged from the sapphire ring.
"Master." Weiwei flapped her little wings, flew in front of Jilan, and called out softly.
The four people present were shocked.
With their spiritual vision, they could naturally see the sudden appearance of the devil. But when he heard the other party's name to Ji Lan, he suddenly understood.
"The familiar..."
Haldane and others looked at each other in surprise.
The familiar is the symbol of the ancient wizard.
This also shows from the side that Mr. Gillan is far more mysterious than what he seems on the surface.
"Weiwei, go down from that red brick factory building and take a look at the situation in the underground miasma shelter."
Jilan ordered.
He turned to look at the long-haired young man again.
"Buweig, you are a level 3 'reporter' with keen perception and good at observation and memory. I will leave the number and information of the enemies in the two buildings on the left and right to you."
" Yes." Buweige bowed his head slightly and agreed.
(End of this chapter)