Chapter 89: Who Are The True Heituo Followers?
With that said, Du Jingming lunged forward, cyan flames leaking from his body, scorching the air with sizzling sounds.
In an instant, they covered the entire corridor, electric arcs weaving through the sea of fire like living creatures gnawing at the cyan flames, only to be twisted by the intense heat into spiral light-refining particles, with sparks exploding.
Su Chen didn’t even say a word before turning and running.
“Don’t come with me!” Seeing Sun Tai wanting to follow, Su Chen shouted in a low voice.
Zhou Xian’s target was only him; whether he could escape or not, having Sun Tai follow wouldn’t be good.
Sun Tai’s footsteps halted, his face showing hesitation.
Su Chen didn’t stop moving, flinging out Qing Suo to wrap up Sun Tai.
“Ah!” Sun Tai couldn’t help but yell, his whole body uncontrollably flying up and smashing into the nearby room.
Meanwhile, Su Chen had already dashed a great distance away, charging into the severely twisted elevator door; below was the pitch-black elevator shaft, with flashing electric arcs crawling on both sides.
Wrapped in cyan wind currents, Su Chen did a swallow flip, kicking his legs against the upper side, slightly bending them, head down.
Boom!
His leg muscles bulged like iron, wind currents gathering and nearly compressing into solid form.
The next moment, Su Chen exerted force fiercely, gale winds surging, his tattered clothes flapping loudly, his whole body shooting out like an arrow off the string.
Boosted by gravity and speed, he dove down at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
“You can’t escape!”
Zhou Xian roared repeatedly, also going all out; his body dispersed again, dodging the oncoming Du Jingming.
“He can elementalize again?” Du Jingming was shocked inside.
Elementalization was a special technique; even Third Order Professionals found it hard to master proficiently.
Because the rank was too low, it was easily influenced by the natural environment, leading to complete elementalization, equivalent to suicide.
Zhou Xian being able to use it once had already surprised him; this second time was simply risking his life!
“The first time caught me off guard, you think the second time will work the same?” Though shocked inside, Du Jingming’s hands didn’t slow, and he didn’t chase after Zhou Xian.
Instead, he charged toward the ceiling, his two iron arms ruthlessly digging into it.
Immediately after, the surrounding lights flickered; he forcibly yanked out several thick metal wires, electric sparks exploding from the exposed copper wires.
With his hands tearing, he jabbed the exposed copper wire ends into the floor.
In an instant, intense electric sparks burst out, and the electric arcs originally permeating the surroundings began to twist and jump.
This was a key flaw of elementalization; if it were a stormy night with thunder booming, let alone Zhou Xian being merely a Third Order Professional, even a Fifth Order Professional wouldn’t dare to elementalize.
Boom!
Surging airflows circled Su Chen, dispersed Qing Suo iron wires shooting in all directions, embedding deeply into the walls to help him slow down.
In just a few breaths, the ground was already within reach!
Crackle!
At the same time, the electric arcs attached to the elevator shaft walls rapidly became active.
Su Chen felt a chill at the back of his neck, turning his head to see a mass of electric arcs vaguely gathering—it was Zhou Xian.
“Damn, what a trouble.” Su Chen gritted his teeth.
Rumble!
Su Chen’s whole body smashed into the ground, dust and smoke rising; in the blink of an eye, he jumped up, surrounded by electric arcs weaving into an electric net.
Above, Sun Tai hopped out from the room; when his feet touched the ground, the currents spreading on the floor climbed up, making his fat body twitch nonstop.
“Du… Du Minister… hurry…”
“Hurry… go… save… save people!”
He urged repeatedly, his plump body already charging toward the elevator shaft.
No need for him to say it, Du Jingming was already moving, hands pulling wires, sparking with electricity all the way.
“You’re hiding too deeply…” Zhou Xian’s voice came from all directions, hollow and scattered.
“You’re the delicious soul my lord spoke of, right under my nose.”
Su Chen’s expression darkened slightly; they had still discovered him.
His mind raced, looking up, already having made a decision.
“This is bad, really bad.” Zhou Xian’s form was gathering, mixed with dust and lightning, everything inside unclear.
“Unfortunately, you can’t escape my grasp; as long as I sacrifice you, my lord will be very pleased.”
Zhou Xian’s outline had condensed, but his right thigh suddenly dispersed, blood spraying out; Zhou Xian let out a wail, “Damn it, Du Jingming, I’ll kill his whole family!”
The influence of the environmental currents caused a deviation in his elementalization during the gathering process.
But now wasn’t the time to dwell on that; his gaze turned to Su Chen, surrounding thunder light flaring brightly.
But right then, his heart stirred, his expression suddenly changing drastically, pupils contracting.
Sizzle~ sizzle~
Su Chen’s eyes had turned lustrous blue, his hair floating up also turning lustrous blue, electric arcs winding through his hair, his whole body’s life force surging several times stronger!
Wind and Thunder Emissary!
Su Chen entered the Wind and Thunder Emissary state, his perception of elemental power instantly elevating several times, clearly sensing the peculiar transformation from elemental power to physical body in Zhou Xian’s not-yet-fully-condensed form.
Qing Suo was drawn out, with intense electric arcs surging inside, condensing into scorching white; not only that, scarlet thunder light flickered in the empty space above the stairwell.
Telekinetic force surged, surrounding dust floating, tentatively interfering with Zhou Xian’s body.
“Die for me!” Su Chen shouted sharply, unleashing his most powerful strike to date!
Crackle!
“How is that possible, you… how could you…”
Thunder light surged violently, Zhou Xian’s expression filled with shock and fear; this strike’s power made him feel threatened too.
Elementalization not yet fully condensed, Qing Suo whipped into his body, various thunder elements not his own frantically stirring inside.
Right arm, left leg, abdomen exploded with blood light simultaneously, blood spraying out; Zhou Xian let out a miserable howl.
Du Jingming falling from directly above looked shocked, staring incredulously at that lustrous blue figure; the life force emanating from it was faintly no less than his own?
Su Chen gave him no opportunity, closing in to beat the drowning dog.
“Heh… heh…” Zhou Xian gritted his teeth, his face extremely ugly, yet he squeezed out a ferocious grin, “Worthy of being the delicious soul my lord favors, but unfortunately…”
His pupils suddenly turned black, a rhombus crystal in his hand shattering, strands of black mist spraying out, forming a seated Heituo phantom around him.
Su Chen’s body halted, an invisible force suddenly striking, sensing a fatal threat.
And above, Du Jingming who hadn’t yet landed was directly flung upward, face full of panic.
“This… this is… Heituo!?”
Du Jingming clung to the elevator shaft, looking below; it was completely shrouded in black mist, with half a head exposed, black vertical pupils clearly visible.
“Zhou Xian is going all out.”
Sun Tai lay on the elevator shaft, face pale as death, “Little brother, little brother…”
……
“This guy has already faith in Heituo…” Su Chen couldn’t help but think.
“Haha…” Zhou Xian laughed loudly, “My lord’s power, how could an ant like you comprehend it.”
But immediately after, his laughter abruptly stopped, eyes showing shock and doubt; he actually sensed a familiar feeling from the Su Chen before him.
Following that, he saw the other’s hair suddenly vanish, a black vertical pupil emerging on his head.
Entering this state, Su Chen felt the oppressive pressure faintly emanating from the surrounding black mist instantly disappear.
“What!?”
Zhou Xian cried out in dazed shock, the surrounding thunder light stagnating; what happened to Su Chen left him incredulous.
Su Chen is actually a Heituo Follower!?
That sense of closeness couldn’t be faked; how did Ying Feng’s people verify it!
His thoughts not yet settled, Zhou Xian’s heart jumped again, because a thing extremely familiar to him appeared in Su Chen’s hand—a black vertical pupil crystal.
“Holy Pupil! That’s the one I gave to Yu Xuan, now in his hands!”
He knew its power; Zhou Xian couldn’t help but shudder, but he quickly reacted, sneering:
“You can’t use it; you’re a Faceless Ghost follower, disguising as my lord’s follower; your aura can fool me, but not my lord’s power!”
“Using this thing is bringing destruction upon yourself!”
Su Chen didn’t bother responding, directly crushing it; strands of black mist surged out, similarly forming a seated Heituo Statue around him, with faint murmurs sounding.
Crackling electric arcs struck it, unable to cause any damage.
The two Heituo Statues faced each other, seemingly in a standoff.
“How could this be!?”
Zhou Xian was stunned, confusion, helplessness, and anger intertwining into flames, continuously eroding his sanity.
That was his lord, the holy one he served, yet now protecting his enemy?
Could it be, now he had to kneel down?
If Su Chen really was a Heituo Follower, the Priest couldn’t have been unaware before, but if not, nothing explained what was happening now.
In the end, who was the real Heituo Follower!
“I… I, I’m going to kill you, kill you!” Zhou Xian’s pupils were filled with bloodshot veins.
That faith which wasn’t very firm shook at this moment, the hatred for his son’s death surging back.
Whatever “delicious soul,” whatever sacrifice—at this moment, he only wanted to take Su Chen down with him to death!
“Die!”
He charged recklessly, thunder light flaring brightly, like countless thunderbolts piercing the heart, toward the Heituo Statue.
But at that moment, the two Heituo Statues simultaneously looked up, their gazes both on Zhou Xian.
They had detected an impious follower!
Zhou Xian couldn’t help but look, and then…
Boom!
The encircling thunder light exploded apart; he flew back faster than he came, crashing through several walls before stopping, falling to the ground, vomiting blood, eyes scattered.
In the first floor lobby, the Inspector Guards already on high alert were startled.
“…” Zhou Xian stared tightly into the darkness after the breach, “Heh heh” spitting blood foam from his mouth; a figure gradually emerged.
Upper body wrapped in cyan scale armor, lower body’s clothes also mostly torn; with a leap, he landed beside Zhou Xian.
“Su Chen?” Someone among the surrounding Inspector Guards called out.
Su Chen’s peripheral vision swept over, spotting the former Patrol Captain, Zhao Xiong.
“…” Zhou Xian wasn’t dead yet, just severely injured, only one eyeball left, staring deathly at him.
Su Chen pressed one foot on his chest, slightly exerting force, blood foam surging from his mouth.
“Heh… heh… heh…”
Zhou Xian could only make such sounds, his venomous eyes fixed on Su Chen, full of despair, unwillingness…
Su Chen looked down at him silently; soundlessly, an iron wire snaked from under his foot, entering through the skin surface wound.
Soon, Zhou Xian went silent.
“Finally dead.” Su Chen exhaled, feeling puzzled inside.
What just happened, the two Heituo Statues actually attacked him simultaneously—weird…
“Su… little brother Su!?”
A joyful shout came from behind; Sun Tai rolled over like a meatball, weeping with joy, “Little brother, you’re okay, that’s great, that’s great!”
Heaven knows, just now he had despaired.
At first, he had indeed taken care of him because of Yuan Chenyang, but caring could be heartfelt or not.
He could wait for Su Chen to come to him with problems before acting, and it would still make sense.
But Su Chen’s behavior made him think he was someone worth befriending, so he always proactively helped, forging deep friendship.
“He’s… actually fine?” Du Jingming followed closely, relieved yet shocked and doubtful, glancing at Zhou Xian’s miserable corpse on the ground.
The opponent had used some Strange God method, yet still couldn’t deal with Su Chen—was it a life-saving trump card left by Chief Judge Xia?
“A bit injured, no big problem.” Su Chen reached out to block the snot- and tear-streaked Sun Tai, his expression not great.
“That’s good.” Du Jingming didn’t press further; that wasn’t his duty.
“Stop looking, go upstairs and check for any injured.” Du Jingming turned to berate the surrounding Inspector Guards.
“Captain Zhao, trouble you to stay…” Su Chen called.
“This is… the former Director of Internal Affairs, Zhou Xian?” Zhao Xiong was stunned, walking over; he looked down at the corpse being carried away, then at Su Chen checking his body, couldn’t help but feel emotional.
When the opponent was first transferred in, he thought he was a second-generation mixing credentials, but unexpectedly, in just a few months, he could directly fight and kill Zhou Xian.
“Hiss—” Su Chen drew in a sharp breath, looking at the Emergency Rescue Department girl checking his body; her face was flushed red, hurriedly saying, “Sorry, sorry…”
His right shoulder had turned purplish-red; even after multiple protections blocking Zhou Xian’s strike, the power wasn’t fully dissipated.
“It’s fine…” Su Chen waved his hand; the girl glanced at his muscular upper body, exhaled, calming her mind, placing hands on the swollen area.
Lustrous green light emanated, drifting onto the injury, a cooling sensation coming, the stinging pain gradually weakening.
This was a profession specialized for treatment?
Emergency Rescue Department… Su Chen hadn’t used this department’s services before; no wonder only some high-level families used it—Professionals providing personal service.
“Captain Zhao has become Deputy Section Chief?” Su Chen glanced at the insignia on Zhao Xiong’s shoulder.
“Thanks to you.” Zhao Xiong was self-aware; this reticent man found it hard to squeeze out flattering words.
He didn’t know about high-level changes, nor that Su Chen had become some Chief Judge’s student.
But his inexplicable promotion, and Sun Tai becoming Deputy Minister—the only possibility was Su Chen.
Sun Tai added beside him: “Captain Zhao’s abilities are sufficient; he’ll soon become a Second Order Professional.”
Low- to mid-level First and Second Order Professions didn’t demand much from the body; with resources and time, one could grind it out.
“Things over there should have intensified.” Du Jingming looked outside the Inspection Department.
Su Chen’s expression tightened slightly; the group went outside and saw the western sky reflecting golden yellow, brilliant as flowing fire.
“The problem shouldn’t be big, right.” Sun Tai’s throat bobbed.
