16: The End, Judgment from the Sky

Thrust!

The long spear was like a dragon, a simple and direct thrust instantly piercing through the heart of the man at the very front! The ferocious grin on his face had not yet faded, but it froze into eternal astonishment.

Strike!

Gu Zhixia pulled out the spear, swinging the shaft with the momentum, striking the temple of a man to her side with a tricky angle! The sound of a skull shattering was clearly audible. The man didn't even groan before he softly collapsed.

Lift!

Facing another man wielding a machete, she didn't retreat but advanced, fiercely lifting the spear tip from bottom to top, directly tearing off his jaw along with half of his head!

The entire process was fluid, bloody, and efficient.

In less than five seconds, all the minions were dead.

Warm blood splattered on Gu Zhixia's delicate cheeks, making her look like an Asura returned from hell.

In the forest, there was a deathly silence.

Only the crackling of the bonfire and Su Rou's fearful gasps, as she trembled behind a tree, remained.

Chen Feng stood still, the blood draining completely from his face. He watched with his own eyes as seven or eight of his subordinates were slaughtered by these two people in less than twenty seconds.

"Ah ah ah—!"

Extreme fear bred mad rage. Chen Feng let out a beast-like roar, his muscles instantly bulging, veins coiling under his skin like dragons, and his eyes turned completely crimson.

"A-Grade Talent: Berserk!"

A fierce and violent aura erupted from him!

"I want you dead!" Chen Feng raised his machete, his speed and strength astonishingly enhanced, and charged towards Gu Zhixia!

Gu Zhixia's eyes were cold as she stood with her spear held horizontally.

"Clang—!"

The clash of blade and spear produced a deafening roar. Gu Zhixia felt a tremendous force transmit through the spear shaft, causing her to step back half a pace, but her gaze remained unchanged.

"Is that all?" she snorted coldly, her wrist flicking as her offensive resumed!

As the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger.

Even with the enhancement of the A-Grade Talent "Berserk," making him incredibly strong, Chen Feng's machete was still completely suppressed by Gu Zhixia's elusive Six-Harmony Long Spear.

He couldn't get close at all and could only passively parry the spear shadows that rained down like a storm.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

After a few moves, Chen Feng was already struggling, several deep, bone-visible wounds slashed into his arm by the spear tip.

Su Rou, seeing the situation was dire, realized Chen Feng's defeat was only a matter of time.

A flicker of determination flashed in her eyes. She quietly shifted her feet, turned, and tried to escape into the jungle!

But as soon as she turned, a cold gaze locked onto her.

Lin Mo didn't even bother to lift his eyelids; he simply raised his arm.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

A burst of blood bloomed on Su Rou's back. She lowered her head in disbelief, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground with endless regret and unwillingness.

That gunshot also became the last straw that broke Chen Feng.

He watched with his own eyes as his last companion fell, his fighting spirit completely collapsing. He feigned a move, turned, and fled desperately into the depths of the jungle!

"Trying to run?!" Gu Zhixia roared, lifting her spear to give chase.

"Don't chase."

Lin Mo stopped her, his voice terrifyingly calm.

He helped up Gu Nianqiu, who was swaying slightly from blood loss, and looked in the direction Chen Feng had disappeared, a cold arc forming on his lips.

"Leave the rest to me. We'll get on the ship and take him out with missiles."

...Meanwhile, Chen Feng was frantically fleeing through the jungle.

He cursed venomously as he ran.

"Lunatics! They're all goddamn lunatics! You all just wait! Once I get my ship over here, I'll blow you all to smithereens!"

He still had a backup plan. His Level 5 sailboat was equipped with cannons! As long as he got back to his ship, he could turn the tide of battle!

Finally, he burst out of the jungle and saw his sailboat docked on the beach.

The hope of Victory was right before his eyes!

He had just jumped onto the ship and was about to hoist the sails when, at that moment, a colossal shadow descended from the sky, enveloping him and his dilapidated ship.

He suddenly looked up.

The next second, the ferocious grin on his face completely froze.

He saw a massive vessel, shimmering with a cold metallic luster, silently hovering in mid-air, like a deity descending from the heavens, looking down with an indifferent gaze upon him, a tiny ant.

He never would have dreamed.

The man he considered a pretty boy was actually the owner of this god-tier warship!

Inside the cockpit, Lin Mo sat in the captain's chair, his eyes cold. Gu Zhixia was carefully tending to her sister's wounds.

He locked onto the ridiculous wooden sailboat through the screen.

Then, he pressed the launch button for the weapon system.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The alloy armor on both sides of the Natural Selection silently slid open, and hot exhaust flames spewed from two dark, cavernous launch ports.

Two tracking missiles, trailing long white smoke trails, whistled down at a tricky and deadly angle!

Chen Feng's pupils reflected the two increasingly close points of death, his face filled only with endless fear and despair.

Boom—!

A deafening explosion echoed across the entire island.

A scorching sea of fire instantly engulfed Chen Feng and his proud sailboat, along with the surrounding beach, which was blasted into a massive, charred crater.

The waves surged, quickly washing away all traces.

As if nothing had ever happened.