114: Chapter 114 Brothers, pick me up on the way! Extreme Escape

Flames rolled beneath the firmament of the Kunlun West District. The self-destruction of a Level 7 passenger plane was powerful enough to level a small hill, but when the thick smoke was blown away by the gale and that red-and-white figure was revealed once more, the remaining hope in the 360 District channel was utterly shattered.

The Xiao Hong Warrior hovered silently in mid-air. He did not even use his wings to protect his vital points.

The intense heat and shrapnel from the explosion left only a few shallow scratches on his pale skin. As the dark red blood began to seep out, the granulation tissue at the wounds intertwined and squirmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just two or three seconds, even the last scar fell off and dissipated.

Unscathed.

His pure white eyes held no anger, no mockery, and no pity for the passing of life. There was only the stillness of stagnant water.

To a high-dimensional being, Li Min's heroic self-destruction was no different from an ant being crushed under the sole of a shoe.

"Alliance Leader..." Xu Qingyao slumped in the pilot's seat, her teeth biting hard into her lower lip, the thick taste of blood spreading in her mouth.

What Li Min had traded her life for didn't even count as causing a minor injury to the opponent.

Tears blurred her vision, but she dared not close her eyes. Because on the radar screen, the red dot representing the Xiao Hong Warrior, after a brief pause, suddenly accelerated and headed straight toward the streamlined fighter she was in.

The speed was even faster than before, creating a piercing sonic boom cloud.

"I cannot die. The Alliance Leader's life cannot have been given in vain!" Xu Qingyao wiped the tears from her face fiercely, a strong desire to survive erupting in her eyes.

She couldn't win; she didn't even have the qualification to perish together. But she had to survive.

Xu Qingyao yanked the safety pin of the ejection seat.

"Bang!"

The cockpit canopy atop the fighter was blasted away instantly; the ejection seat carried Xu Qingyao shooting into the sky, and her parachute snapped open in the gale.

Just the second after she was ejected.

A red-and-white afterimage streaked past.

That ten-meter-long Xiao Hong greatsword, carrying a dark red energy glow, sliced through the fuselage of the streamlined fighter from top to bottom without any resistance. There was no explosion, only the hair-raising sound of metal snapping. The Level 6 fighter, like a piece of firewood being split, turned into two pieces of scrap metal and plummeted straight into the bottomless icy abyss below.

Xu Qingyao hung in mid-air, the cold wind scraping her face like a knife. Watching the vehicle she had spent countless resources to build turn into scrap, her heart was bleeding. But as long as she was alive, there was still hope for a comeback.

The Xiao Hong Warrior stopped above the trajectory of the falling fighter wreckage, his pure white eyes turning slightly to glance at Xu Qingyao, who was hanging from her parachute.

He did not swing his sword, nor did he throw his spear.

For this kind of carbon-based lifeform that had lost its vehicle and possessed no ability to resist, he didn't even have the interest to deliver a finishing blow.

Just then, two intense energy fluctuations suddenly erupted in the sky to the northwest. These were two Level 6 heavy-duty fighters fleeing at full power; the roar of their engines was exceptionally jarring above the dead, silent wasteland.

The Xiao Hong Warrior immediately turned his head, the red-and-white wings behind him flapping violently.

The air was torn apart. He abandoned the scattered parachuting players in the West District, turning into a streak of blood-colored light and heading straight for the two high-energy-response prey in the North District. The crisis shifted instantly.

Kunlun North District.

The remnants of the Tianxia Alliance were fleeing frantically.

Li Tianbao gripped the joystick of his apocalypse fighter tightly; the red light on his prophecy watch was flashing to a blinding degree.

"Alliance Leader! That monster from the west is coming toward us! Its speed is too fast; the radar can't lock onto it at all!" A distorted roar came from the Vice Alliance Leader of the Tianxia Alliance over the communication channel.

The Vice Alliance Leader was piloting a Level 7 missile interceptor, its fuselage equipped with the Tianxia Alliance's top-tier anti-aircraft firepower network.

Li Tianbao looked through the side porthole and saw that red-and-white afterimage rapidly weaving through the clouds.

That monster had just withstood the self-destruction of a Fuyao Alliance Level 7 passenger plane, and currently, there wasn't even a speck of dust on him.

A sense of despair was like a water-soaked net, tightly covering Li Tianbao's mouth and nose.

"Stop him! Full firepower coverage! At any cost!" Li Tianbao roared into the communicator, his voice completely cracking.

"Missile matrix, fire all missiles!" The Vice Alliance Leader, his eyes red, slammed the fire button.

Over a hundred tracking interceptor missiles roared out, trailing dense exhaust flames, weaving into an airtight web of deadly firepower in the sky.

But it was useless.

The Xiao Hong Warrior's form left countless afterimages in mid-air. He did not activate that invisible force field, but relying solely on his physical speed, he strolled leisurely through the gaps in the dense missile barrage. Those missiles with automatic tracking functions, as if interfered with by some higher-level magnetic field, all flew past his body and self-destructed in the distant airspace.

The distance closed instantly.

A red light flashed in the Xiao Hong Warrior's hand, and that dark red greatsword was replaced by a menacingly shaped heavy battle-axe.

Without any flashy moves, he gripped the axe handle with both hands and slashed down directly at the Level 7 missile interceptor.

"Slish!"

The indestructible alloy armor was as brittle as thin paper before the battle-axe. The massive interceptor, along with the Vice Alliance Leader in the cockpit, was cleanly split in two by this single axe strike.

A sky full of blood mixed with burning fuselage parts fell in a scatter.

Another Vice Alliance Leader of the Tianxia Alliance had fallen.

Li Tianbao watched that scene, and the strings in his brain snapped completely.

That was a Level 7 missile interceptor! It was just hacked to pieces like cutting a watermelon.

The red light on the prophecy watch turned into a blinding, dead black at this moment. The watch's hands vibrated frantically, emitting a crisp cracking sound as a fissure appeared on the dial glass.

This was an absolute declaration of certain death.

On the radar, that red-and-white afterimage had locked onto the engine heat source of the apocalypse fighter and was rushing straight toward him at a speed that broke the sound barrier.

Li Tianbao's mind went blank; all his ambitions of hegemony, all thoughts of the Tianxia Alliance, were completely washed away by the instinct to survive.

Staying in this plane was waiting for death!

He slammed open the emergency cover on the main console and smashed his hand down onto the yellow-and-black striped ejection button.

"Bang!"

The cockpit canopy of the apocalypse fighter fell away instantly, and the intense gunpowder thrust ejected Li Tianbao along with his seat several hundred meters into the high sky.

The parachute snapped open in the cold wind.

Li Tianbao was strapped tightly to the seat by his seatbelt; the intense G-force made his vision go black for a moment.

He had just caught his breath when he looked down.

A few hundred meters away, that red-and-white figure had already arrived in front of the apocalypse fighter.

The dark red greatsword traced a perfect semicircle in the air.

"Boom!"

The Level 7 apocalypse fighter, which had cost Li Tianbao countless efforts, was equipped with top-tier modules, and symbolized the status of the overlord of the wasteland, was dismembered on the spot without the slightest room for resistance.

The massive fuselage exploded into three pieces in mid-air, and the expensive materials and supplies that he hadn't had time to take with him scattered like trash into the depths of the glacier.

Li Tianbao watched that scene, and his heart twitched violently.

Heartache. That was his entire capital for survival.

But stronger than the heartache was a bone-deep fear.

If he had hesitated for even half a second just now, it would have been his own body being dismembered. In front of these high-dimensional lifeforms, top-tier fighters and defensive armor were all self-deceiving iron coffins. Only by escaping was there a single path to survival.

Li Tianbao hung in mid-air, cold sweat soaking his high-end combat suit through completely.

He looked at the completely collapsed Tianxia Alliance fighter fleet below, watching those subordinates being unilaterally slaughtered by the Xiao Hong Warrior, and felt no heartache at all; only one thought remained in his mind: Where to hide?

To the north was a dead end, to the west was the graveyard of the Fuyao Alliance, and to the south was the burial ground of those unaffiliated players.

The only chance of survival was in the east.

That man was there.

Yu Feng.

That monster who piloted a Level 7 crimson hunter fighter jet and rawly farmed hundreds of millions of giant eagles for experience.

Li Tianbao gripped the parachute control cords tightly, his eyes becoming incomparably fanatical and resolute.

"All personnel, listen up!" Li Tianbao opened his personal communicator and roared into the channel of the Tianxia Alliance remnants, "Abandon all defensive lines! Forget the formation! Flee full speed to the East District! Run toward that red fighter!"

He didn't care what price he would pay to defect to Yu Feng, nor did he care if he would be used as cannon fodder.

As long as he could survive.

"Only Yu Feng can kill these monsters! Fly to the east; whoever can reach his territory will survive!"

"Damn it, don't run away, someone fly a plane over and pick me up!"