Chapter 13: Annihilation
The negotiation with the Sacred Blood squad did not take much time. Once it became clear that their position had been compromised, these Sacred Blood members—fully alert both mentally and rationally—decisively aborted their plan and obediently laid down their weapons as Chen Jian requested.
Upon entering the temporary shelter and seeing the fully armed four-man squad, they immediately understood one thing:
Xu Lie’s capture was not surprising.
It wasn’t a trap to lure the enemy in—it was simply that he couldn’t win.
Although no one could name the equipment or understand its exact purpose, just a glance was enough to sense the “aesthetic” emanating from these gears.
An aesthetic born of order and power.
These people absolutely did not belong to this world, because even in the stronghold of the Machine God Cult, such “order” was nowhere to be found.
Yes, they too had guns and cannons.
But they would never stand there like this four-man team, giving off the feeling that they were ready to face anything.
—If they were truly from the Machine God Cult, they’d still be wiping their rifles with monster blood right now, praying their guns wouldn’t explode in the next battle, right?
Compared to the calm, even stern expressions of the four-person squad, the so-called “rituals” of those cultists seemed like a childish farce...
Therefore, cooperation was indeed the best choice.
The woman standing at the front cautiously stepped around the barrel of Chen Jian’s gun, then moved forward to help Xu Lie, who was sitting on the ground, to his feet. After examining his injuries, she turned back to Chen Jian and asked:
“We need to treat his wounds. Is that all right?”
“Okay.”
Chen Jian nodded in agreement but never lowered his gun.
During this time, Xu Lie briefly introduced the Sacred Blood squad’s members.
A doctor named Xie Liu.
A scout—Xu Lie himself.
A shield guard named Li Shi, who held a large steel shield in his left hand and a short-barreled shotgun of huge caliber in his right.
A “ranger” named Zeng Yi, clad in full armor, armed with a pistol at his waist and a longsword on his back.
This lineup might have counted as a formidable “special operations squad” even in the era of cold weapons, but from Chen Jian’s perspective, something felt off...
This was like some kind of medieval warhammer fantasy?
Chen Jian felt the veins on his forehead throbbing wildly, wanting to say something but finding himself speechless.
An awkward silence settled between the two groups until Doctor Xie Liu finished treating Xu Lie’s wounds and finally spoke:
“He’s out of immediate danger... We’re going to kill that monster now.”
“Are you... coming with us?”
Without further discussion, Chen Jian nodded decisively:
“Together.”
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Two minutes later, all able-bodied members had gathered their gear and exited the shelter.
The mother creature still struggled near the subway exit, but compared to before, half its body had already slithered into the tunnel, seemingly attempting to retreat back to its nest to recover.
The three members of the Sacred Blood squad didn’t give it that chance.
As soon as they spotted the target, the three immediately spread out and assumed combat formation.
The shield guard raised his steel shield and advanced slowly. His right hand’s shotgun thundered, sending quail-egg-sized pellets straight toward the monster’s most vulnerable spot on its back, embedding deeply.
Chen Jian felt a chill run down his spine. After the first shot, the shield guard quickly slung the shotgun back to his right side and deftly reloaded it single-handedly.
“A flintlock shotgun with paper shells—very outdated,” Chen Jian whispered.
“The pistol Xu Lie holds is unidentifiable by model but clearly a modern handgun with modern ammunition.”
“The technology here is pretty chaotic; maybe someday we’ll see cavalry charging with laser rifles...”
“I feel the same,” Shen Yue said thoughtfully, about to speak, but his attention was soon drawn to the three-man team approaching the mother creature.
After two rounds of shooting, the shield guard had successfully drawn all the mother’s hatred.
The remaining tentacles wildly flailed in midair before smashing down hard.
“Bang!”
The shield guard took the blow head-on; his heavy steel shield was driven deep into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Meanwhile, the ranger had already stepped forward, planted his foot on a sturdy patch of ground, leapt high, and swung his sword at a tentacle that hadn’t yet retracted.
“Shing—”
Blood sprayed as the ranger’s sword moved faster and faster.
It was only then that Chen Jian realized: if one’s own speed was sufficient, using melee weapons might indeed be more efficient than ranged arms.
In just half a minute, the mother’s remaining four tentacles were severed.
Its T-Rex-like, long-degenerated foreclaws posed no threat to the Sacred Blood squad nearby. The ranger nimbly dodged the mother’s rolling and thrust his blade into a patch of vulnerable skin unprotected by keratin.
The blade cut through, and blood poured out instantly; but muscle contractions slowed the bleeding quickly.
“Medicine!” the ranger shouted.
Doctor Xie Liu tossed a tightly sealed vial high into the air. The ranger caught it, shattered it against his sword hilt, and plunged the contents directly into the monster’s wound.
After a short, agonized howl, the mother began to writhe violently.
The Sacred Blood squad immediately withdrew, retreating to a safe distance in an orderly fashion.
Blood, which had nearly ceased flowing, began pouring out again. Chen Jian felt as if they weren’t hunting a monster but slaughtering a pig...
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This was way too easy.
Noticing Chen Jian’s expression, Xu Lie, who had not joined the fight due to injury, took the initiative to explain:
“This is just the cleanup work—it’s naturally easy now.”
“If you hadn’t broken its legs beforehand and dealt it irreparable wounds, approaching it would have been a deadly gamble.”
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