Chapter 117: How Did It Collapse?

Qi Chen had never encountered a ghastly entity capable of speech before. Yet, even with all the extraordinary traits this purple entity displayed, to him, it remained nothing more than a target that needed to be struck down.

The Overlord’s black-and-white mask contorted, and rage, nearly manifesting as a physical substance, erupted from those eyes. With a roar, it swung its right arm, unleashing a ferocious, straight punch.

It was a simple, unadorned attack, yet it condensed a terrifying, formidable power!

The purple entity clearly sensed the lethality of the blow. Terrified, it leaped high into the air, narrowly dodging the Overlord’s assault. However, Qi Chen and the Overlord’s attacks were always relentless; as one punch missed, the next followed immediately!

The purple entity scrambled toward the ground in a panic, its illusory form trembling as it bolted toward the perimeter of the blockade. This area was nearing the outer edge of the coverage provided by the low-tier high tower in Yellow Stone Town.

Visible mist swirled just tens of meters beyond the blockade. Soft, artificial light formed a barrier, isolating these mists, which were imbued with mysterious power. Suddenly, a blurred black silhouette emerged from the fog, charging directly toward Qi Chen’s position.

The roaring engine sound revealed that this black shape was neither a person nor a mist beast, but a steel monster—a vehicle that did not belong to the Third City’s special armed units!

*Whoosh!*

Two blinding beams of light pierced the mist like sharp blades. The glare was aimed directly at Qi Chen’s eyes, instantly turning his vision into a sea of white. Under the intense stimulation, he could not help but raise a hand to shield his eyes.

At that moment, several figures leaned out of the vehicle’s windows. Each held a weapon, but these were not the miscellaneous gear of the Yellow Stone Town guards; they were highly standardized, specialized armaments, distinct from those of the Third City as well.

*Rat-tat-tat!*

Gunfire erupted as the rifles spat tongues of flame.

Blinded by the high beams, Qi Chen did not dare to be reckless. He had the Overlord shield him as he performed a side roll, diving behind the sandbags previously stacked by the town guards. The fact that this group had clearly come to cover the purple entity’s retreat made Qi Chen feel a chill regarding the power of his enemies. The strength displayed by this single vehicle alone was enough to crush most of the soldiers in Yellow Stone Town. These were elites, visible at a glance!

As the group pinned Qi Chen down with suppressive fire, the purple entity let out a cackling laugh. Scrambling and crawling, it reached the vehicle and darted into the body of one of the armed men.

"Come and chase me, you mad dog!"

Believing it had regained the upper hand, the purple entity mocked Qi Chen wantonly, firing its rifle in a wild frenzy.

Under such heavy fire, the sandbags shielding Qi Chen were shredded like a sieve. Fine yellow sand poured continuously from the gashes, and the once-sturdy bags quickly deflated as their internal filling spilled out.

Qi Chen sat against the sandbags, panting heavily. He blinked his eyes rapidly, trying to recover; fortunately, the eyes of a Ghastly Walker were stronger than those of an ordinary person, and his recovery from the sudden glare was swift.

Hearing the purple entity’s mockery, a smirk tugged at the corner of Qi Chen’s mouth.

"Heh."

...

After a barrage of gunfire, the purple entity saw no movement from behind the sandbags. Narrowing its eyes, it decided not to linger and tapped the driver on the shoulder, signaling for a retreat.

This round of gunfire would undoubtedly have caught the attention of the Yellow Stone Town guards. Before long, reinforcements would arrive, and this group had no desire to attract unnecessary trouble.

The driver spun the steering wheel, quickly executing a U-turn on the road and slamming his foot onto the accelerator, ready to flee.

However... the tires ground against the pavement with a shrill, screeching friction, yet this heavily modified off-road vehicle remained completely motionless!

"What the hell?!" The people in the car were startled, glancing back through the rearview mirror.

A gray-white figure, taller than the vehicle and wearing a black-and-white mask, stared at them ferociously. Two thick arms bulged, with bulging veins threatening to burst through the skin. With invincible strength, it held the vehicle’s chassis in a death grip, completely negating the powerful horsepower!

"Ghastly Integration?!" The man possessed by the purple entity felt his eyes bulge. He could not grasp why a Ghastly Walker would risk losing control so easily just to use the ability of Ghastly Integration.

Could it be solely to catch him?

"Fire!"

At the command, the armed men leaned out of the vehicle once more, firing fiercely at Qi Chen, who had become a gray-white giant through Ghastly Integration.

*Rat-tat-tat!*

The bullets hitting Qi Chen’s skin only sent ripples across his body. The next moment, a deafening roar shook the air!

With exaggerated strength, Qi Chen performed a perfect shoulder throw on the entire off-road vehicle!

*Boom!*

The vehicle flipped instantly, and the people inside were left dizzy and disoriented by the brutal, wild force. Before they could react, Qi Chen leaped onto the vehicle, clenched his fist, and roared as he threw a savage punch!

A massive hole appeared instantly. The armed men, filled with terror, quickly shook off the impact and grabbed their weapons, firing upward toward the roof.

But their resistance was destined to be futile. Qi Chen grinned cruelly, thrusting both hands into the vehicle’s frame and pulling outward with all his might. The metal body was torn in two by his bare hands.

The armed men inside tumbled out onto the ground like pieces of luncheon meat falling from a can.

"Satisfied?" Qi Chen stared fixedly at the man possessed by the purple entity. The Overlord’s mask radiated boundless killing intent as he lunged forward!

*Splurt!*

His powerful fist pierced through the man’s torso, his palm tightly clutching the thumb-sized purple entity.

"Goodbye."

...

"Old Five, hurry up and have your ghastly entity and the extraction team return. That person has entered my blind spot; I can't hold him for long."

Two kilometers outside Yellow Stone Town, a man holding a grotesquely shaped long rifle urged the short man, barely five feet tall, standing beside him.

But his companion did not respond.

The man with the sniper rifle frowned, raising his weapon to peer into the distance. Suddenly, his eyes underwent a silent change; the pupils and whites disappeared, replaced by slowly rotating whirlpools.

Through the heavy mist, relying on his own ghastly ability, the man’s vision reached Qi Chen’s side.

And he finally understood why his companion had not answered him.

"Old Five!" the sniper exclaimed, sprinting toward the short man, only to stop in his tracks.

His companion no longer had any signs of life.

Especially... no sign of a spiritual presence.