240: Chapter 239 The End

This wave was an absolute goldmine!

The existence of the Fighter Jet Piloting skill was originally intended for bombarding the Azure Dragon, and having fulfilled its mission, Chu Xuan initially felt a bit regretful.

But now, synthesizing it with Basic Swordsmanship was simply turning waste into treasure.

"If only there were some kind of item that allowed me to choose both skills..." While his heart burned with anticipation, Chu Xuan could be said to be both in pain and happy.

But after considering for a moment, Chu Xuan decided to choose [ All-Cutting Slash ].

There was no reason other than the fact that the skill description stated "Currently can only condense one Slash," which meant that once it was upgraded in the future, it would be possible to condense more than one Slash.

And with the characteristics of the Fire of Nirvana, the higher the spirituality value consumed, the higher the true damage, and the minimum damage was no less than "5 times the spirituality value consumed per second."

With Chu Xuan's current Fire of Nirvana Rank, the maximum true damage per hit could reach 25 points.

If he could condense ten, or even a hundred Slashes in advance to keep in reserve, then release them all at once when facing a powerful enemy, the true damage would be absolutely explosive.

Moreover, this skill was both concealable and could be released at any time without the need for external objects; relatively speaking, Chu Xuan preferred this skill more.

[ You have selected the exclusive skill: All-Cutting Slash ]

[ All-Cutting Slash LV.1: Consumes 10 spirituality value per condensation. Cooldown: 10 seconds. ]

Accompanying the System prompt, in an instant, a magical power surged through his limbs and bones, and a profound sensation welled up in Chu Xuan's heart.

[ You have consumed 10 points of spirituality value to condense a Slash. ]

[ Current spirituality value: 3270 ]

Chu Xuan raised his hand, and a white glow an inch long appeared at his fingertips, flickering with sharp intensity, eager to try. As he clenched his fist, this sharpness vanished.

But Chu Xuan could feel that this sharp glow was still within his body, waiting only for a thought from him to be released at any time.

Just at this moment, without any warning, the sky suddenly went dark.

"Not good, the fifth night has arrived!"

Qin Shaowu exclaimed, struggling to control the plane, and shouted: "What do we do?"

"Keep flying!"

Chu Xuan's expression was indifferent, his body once again covered by the Fire of Nirvana, and the suppression of the night's rules indeed disappeared at this moment.

At this moment, in Chu Xuan's eyes, although the night was still there and there were not many light sources, strangely, he could now see, and with absolute clarity.

"There is probably about ten kilometers left..."

Chu Xuan lowered his eyes to calculate; with the armed helicopter's maximum flight speed of 400 kilometers per hour, it converted to nine seconds per kilometer.

Ten kilometers would take ninety seconds, and at the slowest, it would not exceed two minutes.

And with his current consumption rate of the Fire of Nirvana, it would take about 450 to 700 points of spirituality value.

Completely enough!

"Your direction is off..."

As Chu Xuan spoke calmly, he directed Qin Shaowu to continue piloting the helicopter through his voice, but he did not take over the pilot's seat.

Because he could already see that a few hundred meters away to the side, a green big-headed monster with wings on its back was faintly visible, having already spread its wings and flown over.

Looking from afar, it was over 3 meters tall, and in its hands, it held a thick beam over twenty meters long, painted with red lacquer.

"Awoo! Die!"

The green big-headed monster roared wildly, its muscles surging, expanding another circle, and it came charging over with a howl.

Qin Shaowu, unable to see, immediately let out an exclamation: "Brother Xuan, is there another flying Specter blocking the way ahead?"

"Don't panic, keep charging at full speed!"

Chu Xuan spoke calmly; he had already spent his Eye of Insight to observe the opponent's various attribute values—it was just a B-rank Ghost.

The highest stamina attribute was only 42 points.

In reality, its comprehensive judgment Rank was only "B-".

The only unique feature was that the opponent possessed a Berserk skill, and its strength and agility had both increased significantly at this moment.

It looked bulky and seemed very cumbersome.

However, its speed was not slow. When first seen, it was just a small dot, but in the blink of an eye, it had rapidly enlarged in his vision, and the thick beam in its arms carried an awe-inspiring Aura.

"Just right to test the power..."

Chu Xuan's gaze was cold and stern. He grabbed the edge of the cabin door with one hand, half his body exposed outside, just as the monster ahead was about to smash the beam it held against them.

"Slash!"

Chu Xuan suddenly raised his hand, and a jet-black glow over half a meter long, even while wrapped in black flames, could not hide its sharp intensity.

It shot out in an instant!

The beam that was being smashed down snapped directly, and the sharp edge continued its momentum, instantly piercing through the monster's body.

After hanging in the air for two seconds, a black line of fire suddenly erupted from its left shoulder to its right ribcage, burning violently with a "boom." As it fell backward, before it could even hit the ground, it was already burned into nothingness by the black fire.

Only the beam remained, smashing into the ground with a loud noise.

[...]

[ You have obtained a total of 230 points of spirituality value. ]

Calculating it, after subtracting the consumed portion, this B-rank Ghost brought Chu Xuan a gain of 210 points.

"Not bad..."

A bright gleam appeared in Chu Xuan's eyes; the power of this Slash far exceeded his expectations, compensating for the Fire of Nirvana's shortcoming of only being able to burn living organisms.

There was a time when he could only rely on wit or Tang Zheng's help when facing such Specters, but now he could solve it easily by himself.

It really felt like a lifetime ago.

Chu Xuan laughed suddenly.

"Xuan... Brother Xuan? How is it, was it solved?" Qin Shaowu asked, trembling incessantly.

"It's fine, keep driving at full speed."

Chu Xuan said calmly.

Next, Chu Xuan wanted to try upgrading [ All-Cutting Slash ], but the System prompted that it could not be upgraded for the time being.

Unlike ordinary Transcendent Skills, to upgrade this exclusive skill, besides needing skill points, it also required an item called "soul crystal."

As such, Chu Xuan could only give up for the moment.

Following that, the path was smooth and unobstructed; one minute later, Chu Xuan could already see the Central Plaza ahead.

There, a robust werewolf, two meters tall, sat high on a wide chair formed from flesh and blood; it rested its chin on its hand, quietly watching a show unfolding before it.

"Prepare to land ahead."

Chu Xuan directed Qin Shaowu to land the plane at a spot over one hundred meters away from the Night Demon.

There was a translucent barrier shaped like an inverted bowl, emitting a faint yellow light that illuminated the surroundings.

Around the barrier, a group of Specter corpses were scattered in disarray, yet there were still a few strange-looking Specters ramming and attacking the barrier.

From time to time, they let out excited roars and shouts.

From afar, Chu Xuan could see that inside the barrier, which was less than ten square meters, Bai Yunfei, Old Mo, and Hong Wei were reduced to incomplete fragments, only barely identifiable by their faces.

Beside these fragments, a monster corpse wearing the uniform of the Night Watchers lay on its side; through its unchanged hairstyle, Chu Xuan identified it as Luo Xiaotian.

Xu Shuya and Tan Ziming could be recognized at a glance, but each only had a head left, and they had long since died completely.

Han Feng had half a torso left, his eyes vacant and hollow.

Zhao Hongchan was also covered in blood, half of her head gone, replaced by crimson flames; she sat on the ground, hunched over, holding a swaddle.

Zhang Qiang only had his upper body left, the left side a bloody mess, the right side in the form of Smoke, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, wisps of white Smoke rising slowly.

Tang Zheng was also covered in blood, wounds all over his body, one arm twisted and deformed like a pretzel, appearing unconscious.

Qin Qing was bleeding from her seven orifices, leaning on her blade with her hand, struggling to stand up.

"Be good and come out so we can eat you!"

"Dying sooner or later is still death! Go join your companions."

Those few monsters were ramming and roaring, screaming crazily while doing so.

Suddenly.

Crack, crack, several sounds rang out, and cracks appeared on the barrier.

Those few monsters immediately screamed even more excitedly: "Pitiful humans, you need salvation, the embrace of the gods is waiting for you..."

"There's no other way!"

Qin Qing propped herself up with her blade, took out a few red pills, and was just about to swallow them in one gulp.

Hum—

A Slash tore through the air and struck!