526: Chapter 526 With enough health, the airtime is increased again.

Chapter 526: Thick Enough Health Bar, Airborne Time Increased Again

On the outer ring highway, traffic flowed like a shuttle, and the sound of horns rose and fell endlessly.

Night Owl gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes staring like a falcon at the silent night ahead.

There stood a lonely television signal tower.

The red aviation light at the top flashed rhythmically, resembling a beating heart.

Continuing four kilometers further in this direction was the unfinished building area located in the eastern suburb.

Ten minutes ago, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from Ghost Sickle's side, who was still maintaining a call with him, and then the signal was completely interrupted.

Whether it was calling or reconnecting, the only response he received was the static current sound of " Sizzle".

"Damn it, what on earth happened?"

Night Owl furrowed his brows tightly, and the accelerator under his feet dropped by another fraction, the sports car's engine emitting a beast-like roar.

Obviously, a fierce battle was taking place over at the unfinished buildings.

Even Ghost Sickle's special communication headset had lost connection, indicating that the battle situation was far more intense than expected.

But now he was completely in the dark, unable to see the situation clearly at all.

Was that Special Investigation Team commissioner pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger, suddenly opening fire for a sneak attack?

Or... was it that the big fish that had always been lurking in the dark really came as agreed, and bumped into Ghost Sickle?

Comparatively speaking, Night Owl tended towards the latter.

According to the original intelligence data provided by the organization, the target person of this operation was a tricky and ruthless character.

In addition to possessing extremely high mental resistance and an iron will, his Physical Body also seemed to have been strengthened by some unknown means, and his strength was incomparably immense.

When in Cui City, this person not only destroyed the organization's secret layout targeting the Chen family, but even directly killed Xuanzhen, who was possessing Old Master Chen Hongye.

You must know that although Old Master Chen Hongye had already passed away, his Physical Body possessed the hardness of metal and stone, capable of remaining uncorrupted for decades.

As for Xuanzhen, he was even an old monster who survived from the previous dynasty, and his Soul-seizing and spirit-capturing ability could be described as bizarre and unpredictable.

Once targeted by him, even a body of copper skin and iron bones would find it hard to escape the fate of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Even Night Owl, who was also an S-rank mental ability user, had to give that Senior a wide berth when facing him.

Since this person could successfully kill Xuanzhen, it was naturally also possible for him to make Ghost Sickle suffer, and even threaten Ghost Sickle's life.

"Don't directly kill the person..."

Night Owl glanced at the speed soaring to 180 on the dashboard, unable to help feeling a bit anxious in his heart.

What he worried about wasn't that Ghost Sickle would lose.

But rather that the battle situation would be too intense, that madman would kill to his heart's content, use his full strength, and directly blast the target to smithereens.

In that case, his trip this time would have been in vain.

Regarding the strength and combat style of his accomplice, Night Owl was crystal clear.

As one of the three trump cards of Black Shark, Ghost Sickle could definitely be called a top-tier ability user just in terms of the destructive power caused by combat.

Relying on his superb demolition art and the extraordinary talent of the "Demon Lizard Evil Eye", this guy was completely the nemesis of Physical Body strength enhancers.

Even after unleashing that terrifying Domain named "Infinite Explosive Hive", its power was sufficient to rival a super S-rank ability user.

As for mental attacks?

Ghost Sickle was a guy who could simultaneously control hundreds of clay bombs, how could his mental resilience be weak?

Although his ability had many restrictive factors, as long as sufficient preparations were made in advance, simply relying on consuming bombs could wear most S-rank ability users to death.

At worst, he could unleash the ultimate move of perishing together.

Night Owl found it difficult to imagine a reason for Ghost Sickle to lose.

Unless the opponent's strength had already reached the super S-rank...

Thinking of this, Night Owl shook his head self-deprecatingly, casting this absurd thought out of his mind.

Looking across the entire Xia Country, monsters of super S-rank numbered at most around a dozen.

Either they were hegemonic lords of a region, the supreme leaders of major factions, or old monsters living in seclusion who had lived for hundreds of years.

Or, they were the ultimate cyborgs piled up with massive resources in official top laboratories.

Among these people, not a single one matched the image of the muscular, strong man in the data.

If he guessed correctly, that mysterious man was truly Fang Shijie, who had defected from the organization back then.

Nearly twenty years had passed, and even if he had some fortuitous encounters, crawling from A-rank to S-rank could already be considered smoke billowing from his ancestral grave.

Wanting to step into the heavens in a single bound and be promoted to super S-rank?

What difference did that have from daytime dreaming and whimsical fancies?

"Therefore..."

Night Owl's gaze grew slightly cold, and he changed lanes to the left again, forcibly overtaking.

If Ghost Sickle were allowed to solve the culprit who destroyed the organization's plan all by himself.

Wouldn't the top merit of this mission entirely belong to that bomb madman?

More importantly, if the person died, it would be impossible to pry the secret intelligence of the Special Investigation Team targeting Utopia out of Fang Shijie's mouth.

That was what those adults above truly cared about.

He must arrive at the scene before Ghost Sickle dealt a fatal blow!

Absolutely cannot let this guy go completely mad and blast the target person into flying ashes, otherwise everything would go down the drain.

This priceless prey had to be captured by his own hands!

Night Owl violently turned the steering wheel, and the sound of the tires rubbing against the road surface instantly grew a bit sharper.

"Rumble————"

Just as he was daydreaming about how to share the credit, a heaven-shaking loud noise instantly overwhelmed the roar of the engine.

As if a thunderbolt exploded from the clouds, transmitted to his ears, shaking his heart fiercely.

The huge sound wave triggered a violent air oscillation, and even the car windows were buzzing.

"Screeech————"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This sudden loud noise similarly made the drivers on the road panic instantly.

Several private cars ahead instinctively slammed on the brakes, instantly triggering a series of rear-end collisions.

Night Owl's gaze condensed, relying on a neural reaction speed far surpassing ordinary people, with an extreme tail-flick, he barely avoided the front car's bumper and parked the car horizontally on the road shoulder.

"F*ck! Is there an earthquake?"

"Quickly look east, fire has broken out in the sky!"

"What is that? Is it an airplane crash explosion?"

"Stop bullshitting, it looks to me like a missile has struck!"

A flurry of noisy exclamations came from the surrounding stopped vehicles.

Countless people panicked and pushed open car doors, some holding up mobile phones to film, some pointing at the eastern night sky and shouting.

Night Owl suddenly raised his head, looking through the front windshield.

I saw that in the night sky a few kilometers away, a dark red mushroom cloud was slowly rising.

The churning flames illuminated half of the Dongdu suburb as bright as day.

That scale of explosion...

It was definitely that madman Ghost Sickle showing all his trump cards!

Before Night Owl could recover from this terrifying explosive power, a scene that made his heart stop even more occurred.

Below that mushroom cloud, a mysterious object enwrapped in golden flames and billowing white smoke abruptly rushed out.

Resembling a meteorite descending from the sky, dragging a long tail flame, it smashed straight toward the three-hundred-meter-high television signal tower.

"That is..."

Night Owl's pupils abruptly shrank into pinpricks, the extraordinary vision of an S-rank mental ability user instantly fully opening.

In his field of vision, the distance of a few kilometers was rapidly pulled closer, and the image was magnified dozens of times.

He clearly saw that "mysterious object" that had landed right on the maintenance platform at the top of the television tower.

That was a naked man.

The layer of substantial-looking golden flame on his body was slowly receding, revealing a Physique that was breathtakingly perfect.

Every muscle looked as if it were cast from the hardest alloy, with smooth and wild lines, filled with a certain violent aesthetic sense from ancient wilderness.

And on that face, unexpectedly wore a pale ghost mask.

The eye parts of the mask seemed to be embedded with red gemstones, and two points of crimson-gold light penetrated and emerged from them, flickering faintly.

That was a light intertwined with a certain divinity and demonic nature, cold, indifferent, without the slightest human emotional fluctuation.

Even across such a long distance, Night Owl could still feel the terrifying oppressive force emanating from that man.

He stood so casually at the peak of the towering iron tower, stepping on the twisted steel plowed with scorched marks under his feet, surrounded by undissipated high-temperature steam.

Resembling a god and demon that had just finished bathing in raging fire, lowering his head to overlook all living beings beneath his feet.

"Hiss——"

Night Owl gasped a breath of cold air, only feeling a chill rush straight from the soles of his feet to his crown.

This robust Physique, this prominent golden flame...

Except for an extra mask on the face, the other characteristics completely matched the target of this operation!

An ominous thought instantly surged into Night Owl's heart.

Could it be... Ghost Sickle was already dead?

That bomb madman who could retreat completely unscathed even when facing military encirclement actually chose to perish together with the enemy in mid-air?

And this masked monster not only hard-resisted that heaven-destroying and earth-shattering explosion, but also jumped down from a thousand meters high without a single hair damaged?

Right at this moment.

The man at the top of the television tower seemed to sense something.

He slowly turned his head, and those eyes hidden behind the mask abruptly burst out a Soul-stirring cold light.

This gaze seemed to ignore spatial barriers, penetrating the night and neon lights of a few kilometers, accurately locking onto this inconspicuous black sedan coupe by the roadside.

"He... saw me?!"

At that moment, Night Owl felt like a little white rabbit stared at by a primordial fierce beast.

His heart twitched violently, and his breathing stagnated.

As an S-rank mental ability user, what he was most proud of was not combat ability, nor controlling other people's minds, but the instinctual intuition for the danger of death.

At this moment, every cell in his entire body was instinctively sounding the alarm:

Run! Run fast! Otherwise you will die!

Without any hesitation, not even letting that bit of self-esteem as an S-rank powerhouse manage to pop up.

Night Owl fiercely turned the steering wheel, immediately reversing the car's direction.

"Hum——"

The black sedan coupe let out a roar, turning around 180 degrees on the spot with unprecedented Driving skills.

The tires rubbed violently against the asphalt road surface, rolling up billowing smoke and dust, the screeching sound piercing his eardrums.

"F*ck, are you fucking sick? Driving against traffic and looking for death!"

"Hey, careful careful! If you want to die, don't drag us along!"

Beside the vehicles parked facing him, the onlookers instantly burst into a burst of angry horn sounds and curses.

Several cars arriving subsequently had to hurriedly turn their steering wheels to avoid this madman, crashing into the guardrail.

But Night Owl couldn't care about so much anymore.

He now had only one thought in his mind:

That monster was definitely not human!

Even Ghost Sickle who activated his Domain was beaten into ashes, if a Physique like his dared to crowd over, he was afraid it wouldn't even be enough between the teeth.

What credit, what mission, go fuck it!

Save your life first!

He tightly clasped the steering wheel with both hands, stepped the accelerator to the floor, and stared closely at the layers of traffic ahead.

Just like how he eagerly rushed over to grab the credit ten minutes ago.

At this moment, this black sedan coupe unexpectedly followed the same style of illegal Driving as when it came, running far away along the original path amidst the curses of other drivers.

At the top of the television signal tower, the night wind blew past howling.

Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze of looking into the distance, and took a deep breath of the unique cold air at high altitude.

"Hoo——"

Immediately, two streams of white steam sprayed out from his nostrils.

Like arrows shooting straight out for several meters before being torn apart in the fierce wind.

The True Sun Fire lingering around his body had all retracted into his body, revealing those sculptural, perfect muscle lines.

He stood proudly on the three-hundred-meter-high iron tower, lowering his head to overlook the bustling night view beneath his feet.

The heavy traffic converged into a flowing river of light, and the neon lights flickered like the breathing of this city.

All living beings were still rushing and bustling for a living.

Totally unaware that just now, in that dark night sky above their heads, what kind of thrilling and Soul-stirring battle had taken place.

At this moment, as the last piece of blood scab dried and fell off, blown away by the wind.

The wound left on Fang Cheng's right leg when it was instantly pierced by the metal jet looked as good as new.

In the previous big explosion, many tiny scars remaining on his body were also all healed, revealing newborn skin as warm and moist as jade.

Except for his hair being slightly withered, yellow and curly, and his skin stained with some black smoke and dust, not a single trace of having been injured could be found.

"Ghost Sickle, your Domain power is indeed very strong..."

Fang Cheng's gaze was bright, looking at a certain place in the Void Realm, as if the opponent's Soul was still floating in the night.

He savored the crazy battle just now, then twisted his neck, which had been rendered a bit sore and numb by the shock wave, emitting a crisp sound of bone cracking.

Behind the mask, a chuckle was emitted:

"However, it seems my bones are harder."

Recalling that scene in the unfinished building just now, the "Infinite Explosive Hive" Domain deployed by Ghost Sickle was simply a small-scale nuclear test site.

Countless micro-miniature bombs detonated in a chain, creating continuous ultra-high-pressure shock waves.

That destructive power attempting to completely melt all matter was truly startling.

However, the "Flame Breathing" technique mastered by Fang Cheng happened to be the nemesis of this so-called explosion Domain.

Under the circulation of True Qi, the body's endurance level and combat ability in a high-temperature environment would be greatly enhanced.

That layer of golden flame lingering on the surface of the body, like a set of thermal insulation armor, effectively resisted the high temperature of several thousand degrees and the violent particle stream.

Coupled with the 300% defense bonus bestowed by the "Evergreen Unfalling" special effect.

Fang Cheng forcibly propped up a golden Qi field similar to a Domain in the center of the heaven-destroying and earth-shattering explosion, countering the Domain power of Ghost Sickle.

If not for this, even an iron-forged body would probably have to shed a layer of skin in that purgatory-like sea of fire, or even suffer irretrievable heavy injuries.

"I must say, choosing to prioritize adding Physique to 80 points previously and breaking through the limits of the human body was definitely the most correct decision."

Fang Cheng clenched his fists, feeling the surging and endless majestic blood Qi within his body.

The health bar is thick enough, so the fault-tolerant rate will be high enough.

Only in this way would one have the confidence to calmly test a strong enemy, and be qualified to jump back and forth on the edge of life and death, striving for that chance of a Breakthrough.

Just like the magnificent feat of descending from the sky just now.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's gaze condensed slightly, his eyes falling on the panel before him that was still blooming with brilliant light.

[Congratulations, in the life-and-death trial challenging the limits of the sky, you successfully captured the rhythm of the wind and further comprehended the mysteries of nature]

[Your limit static airborne time has increased by 1 second]