Chapter 465 - 343: I... Am the Sun (2)
The skin was ashen, its surface covered in dark purple patterns. They resembled blood vessels, but thicker and more twisted.
There were no eyeballs in its sockets, only two swirling vortexes of darkness.
Its mouth was split open to the base of its ears, revealing dense rows of sharp, shark-like teeth.
’A Level Four Contaminator... able to maintain full consciousness.’
This made them far more dangerous, far beyond the Contaminators who only knew mindless slaughter.
Wei Song’s eyes were ice-cold. Without a wasted word, a second Thermonuclear Core had already coalesced!
This one was hotter, its color deeper!
"Die."
The sphere of light leapt through the air, striking the Contaminator square on the forehead!
The Contaminator roared and raised its hands in an attempt to block it, dark purple Energy gathering in its palms.
But it was useless.
The instant the Thermonuclear Core touched the dark purple Energy, it was like a red-hot knife slicing through butter.
A sizzling sound of corrosion filled the air as the dark purple Energy rapidly dissolved.
The sphere of light didn’t slow, slamming violently into the Contaminator’s forehead.
SPLAT!
Its head exploded, and then... was instantly vaporized!
Starting from its brow, the skin, bones, and brain... all of it instantly vaporized under tens of thousands of degrees of heat!
Only a small pile of fine ash was left drifting in its place.
The entire process took less than a second.
Wei Song didn’t even glance at the corpse. Without the slightest pause, he turned and walked towards the second house.
On both sides of the street, the squad led by Zhou Zhen had already begun the cleanup.
Black-robed Cultists streamed out of the houses, some of them already mutated.
Arms had become Tentacles, Bone Spikes sprouted from their backs, eyes had turned into compound eyes...
But facing a coordinated assault from twenty Level Two Controllers and four Level Three Grandmasters, they were powerless to resist.
Flashes of light from various Superpowers lit up the street as Energy, ice, lightning, and Wind Blades intertwined...
Short, piercing screams echoed from a distance, punctuated by the dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground.
Wei Song silently walked into the second house.
Inside was a female Contaminator, gnawing on a corpse that had already started to rot.
Seeing Wei Song enter, she raised her head, bits of flesh and bloody strands still hanging from the corners of her mouth.
Madness and greed flickered in her dark purple pupils.
"Fresh flesh..."
She laughed hoarsely, dropping to all fours, and pounced like a wild beast!
She was so fast she left an afterimage in the air.
’It’s better to put you out of your misery than let you live like this.’
Wei Song stood his ground, perfectly still. He simply raised his right hand and curled his fingers into a loose fist.
VMMMM!
Five sesame-seed-sized points of incandescent white light appeared at his fingertips.
Then, with a flick of his fingers.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
Five soft sounds, almost simultaneous.
The female Contaminator’s body froze mid-lunge.
Her forehead, chest, abdomen, and legs... five holes were punched through her body simultaneously!
The edges of the holes were smooth, the tissue within completely carbonized.
The madness in her eyes quickly faded, replaced by confusion, and then... fear.
Her body fell from the air and slammed onto the floor. It twitched twice, then went still.
Wei Song turned and left, heading for the third and final house. Inside was an old man.
He was dressed in neat clothes, his hair was combed meticulously, and he leaned on a Civilization Staff.
If not for the writhing, dark purple patterns beneath his skin and his completely black pupils...
He would have looked like an ordinary retiree.
"Young man, what’s the rush?"
The old man turned slowly. His voice was gentle, carrying even a hint of... benevolence.
"The gifts of the Abyss are evolution and eternity."
"Join us, and you can gain..."
Before he could finish, Wei Song was in front of him.
His right hand, fingers straightened into a knife-hand, stabbed straight for the old man’s heart!
An incandescent white light pulsed at his fingertips, the temperature instantly soaring to six thousand degrees!
The old man’s pupils contracted. He hastily brought his Civilization Staff up to block as dark purple Runes lit up along its shaft, forming an Energy Shield.
Wei Song merely tapped the Shield with his fingertips. With a soft POP, the Shield shattered like a soap bubble.
His hand continued on, unimpeded, piercing the old man’s chest, breaking through his ribs and running through his heart!
SQUELCH!
The old man looked down, staring at the charred black hole in his chest, an expression of utter disbelief in his eyes.
"You... how could you..."
"Old dog, you talk too much."
𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Wei Song withdrew his hand, his fingertips still smoldering.
The old man opened his mouth, trying to speak, but only coughed up a mouthful of cooked blood.
Then, his entire body began to combust, finally turning into a pile of fine ash.
And just like that, the three Level Four Contaminators... were all eliminated.
The entire engagement took less than two minutes.
When Wei Song walked out of the house, the battle in the street was already winding down.
The last few Cultists were backed into a corner, putting up a desperate last stand.
A Thunder Spear from Zhou Zhen pierced one of their skulls.
Ling Xi’s Spiritual Shock sent another one screaming and clutching his head, allowing a teammate to finish him off.
The last one tried to run, but Wei Song casually fired a High Temperature Beam that pierced his heart from behind, burning him to fine ashes.
The street fell silent once more. Bodies lay strewn about, and trails of blood snaked across the ground.
The cloying, sweet smell of blood in the air grew thicker, mingling with the stench of scorched flesh.
The twenty-four team members stared at Wei Song, their eyes filled with... awe and reverence.
It was the look mortals give a god.
They knew General Wei was strong and had long heard of the famed "Ashbringer."
But seeing it with their own eyes... was still beyond anything they could have imagined.
Those were three Level Four Grandmaster-level Contaminators!
In General Wei’s hands, it was like crushing three Insects—effortless, casual, almost nonchalant.
"Clean up the scene. Gather evidence."
Wei Song’s voice pulled everyone back to reality.
"Ling Xi, keep scanning and see if there are any stragglers."
"Yes!"
Ling Xi closed her eyes, her Spiritual Perception spreading out like a spiderweb.