coobybook Chapter 1124 Samuel's Escape
Chapter 1124 Samuel's Escape
"Blade Runner, today's grudge will be avenged tomorrow!"
Samuel wasn't a stubborn person. When he saw that Qin Chong had actually upgraded to a level six evolver, knowing that there was no chance of winning, he simply roared and his body instantly shattered, turning into countless black smoke, which scattered and fled like ten thousand ghosts.
This was his last resort to save his life. Each of the scattered black wisps of smoke was like a clone of his soul. As long as one of them escaped, he would still have a chance to make a comeback.
Samuel's move is just like Qin Zhong's metal mimicry superpower. Even if most of his body is melted away, he will not die. At most, he will be severely injured.
"Can you run?"
After the black mist figure dissipated, Qin Zhong, who had been enveloped by it, floated in mid-air.
Faced with the black smoke scattering in all directions, Qin Zhong not only did not stop it, but also showed a faint sneer on his face.
In fact, before coming to the United States, Qin Zhong had sensed that he was about to advance to level six, but he forcibly suppressed it. After all, he had already advanced to level six in the Trial Grounds.
After leaving the Trial Grounds, it took him so long to reach level six, which is already considered very slow.
This time, Qin Zhong also took the opportunity of fighting Samuel to advance to level six, thus achieving his goal of deterring the Native Americans and Japanese.
Moreover, after Qin Zhong's advancement, the flames on his body underwent a different change. They were now high-concentration fire element flames mixed with radiation energy, so how could they be so easily escaped?
"How is this possible?! Ah!"
Sure enough, the moment the black smoke dispersed, the flames, like maggots clinging to bones, reignited within the countless split wisps of black smoke.
Instantly, the black smoke imprinted with Samuel's soul was burned to ashes by the golden flames.
In the end, less than one in a hundred of the black smoke managed to escape.
Having suffered such severe trauma, even if Samuel survives, he probably won't recover in a short time.
After all, damage to the soul is the hardest to heal. If he's lucky, Samuel might recover after a few years of recuperation in a daze. If he's unlucky, it's not impossible that he could become an idiot.
The problem is, this is the apocalypse, a world where people eat each other. If Samuel shows weakness, countless ferocious wolves will pounce on him and tear the Descendants Alliance to shreds.
"What happened? Where's Samuel? Brother Qin, you won?"
As Samuel fled, the thick black fog that had covered the entire street gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Gong Changzhang and his companions.
From the moment Samuel launched his decisive attack, they quickly huddled together, forming a circle to guard against any sudden attack from him.
However, in Samuel's eyes, none of them combined posed a greater threat than Qin Zhong, so Samuel did not attack them, but simply trapped them and focused all his attention on dealing with Qin Zhong.
This was fortunate for them.
Otherwise, if Samuel were to attack them, it would be uncertain whether even one or two of them would survive.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Qin Zhong in mid-air with surprise and delight.
Judging from the current situation, it is clear that Qin Chong has won.
……
"Hehe, although it was a bit tricky, we still won."
Hearing Gong Changzhang and the others' words, Qin Zhong smiled slightly, nodded, and then said to the Native Americans and Japanese, "Listen up, Descendant Alliance people, your chieftain Samuel has lost, so according to the duel agreement, you must leave immediately. These Japanese are ours to deal with."
Even though Qin Chong has the upper hand now, he has no intention of killing these Native Americans. Firstly, Samuel is injured at this time, and the Descendants Alliance is probably facing a huge crisis. It is not certain whether they can survive!
Secondly, these Native Americans were just a small squad of the Descendants Alliance, so there was no point in killing them.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing Qin Zhong's words, Black Deer and his men retreated towards their base without any hesitation this time.
Since their leader has already failed, there is no need for them to make any more pointless sacrifices. No matter how stubborn they are, they are still human beings and cherish their own lives.
When facing an enemy, one may choose to be fearless and undaunted, but no one is willing to make unnecessary sacrifices.
"Alright, now it's time to deal with you!"
After the Descendants Alliance members left, Qin Zhong looked at the remaining hundreds of Japanese, smiled coldly, and said indifferently, "Aren't the Japanese supposed to be the least afraid of death? Why are they fighting so fiercely? Only now do they realize they're afraid. Why didn't they think more before killing each other?"
After saying that, Qin Chong turned and glanced at Gong Changzhang and the others, and said softly, "You guys handle the rest. Settle any scores you have, and Giant Eyes and White Wolf will help you."
Then, Qin Chong shook his four wings and flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed, disappearing from sight.
Gong Changzhang and the others exchanged glances, nodded, and together with Giant Eyes and White Wolf, rushed towards the demoralized Japanese.
The night remained gloomy.
The killing continues!
"Endless slaughter..."
After circling in the air, Qin Chong landed on the top floor of a five-star hotel in the center of Phoenix City. Then, looking at this city where endless killing was hidden in the darkness, he sighed softly.
To be honest, he didn't like killing people, even the most despicable Japanese. After killing them, he would feel a little depressed.
Even Qin Chong's joy at advancing to level six was overshadowed by this frustration. After all, the feeling of a blade tearing through muscle, blood splattering everywhere, and cries of agony are not something any normal person would find addictive.
So many people died because of him tonight. Although Qin Zhong felt no guilt, he was still a little depressed.
"Damn this apocalypse, when will we be able to go back to our old lives...?"
After rubbing his temples to ease his headache, Qin Zhong slowly opened the door to the hotel rooftop and walked straight downstairs.
Unlike typical survivor cities, the largest five-star hotel in the city center remains in good working order.
However, to stay there, you must have a respectable status.
In particular, the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel has only been occupied by a handful of people since the end of the world, and the current occupants are the Pope and King Arthur.
"It's you?!" Upon seeing Qin Zhong slowly descending from the rooftop, the Monray Knight, who was responsible for guarding the stairwell, changed his expression.
Monray wouldn't have a pleasant look at the man who crippled his nephew's legs, but considering Qin Chong's relationship with Messer and his terrifying combat prowess, Monray didn't dare to show it too obviously.
So Monray could only stiffen his expression and say unhappily, "Your Holiness, King Arthur and Princess are already asleep. If you have something to attend to, please come early tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow won't be so peaceful! I have urgent business with King Arthur and His Holiness the Pope. Don't stop me!" Hearing Monray's words, Qin Chong shook his head slightly and continued walking forward.
After wiping out the Japanese today, and with his own battle with Samuel, Qin Zhong was certain that tomorrow this city would be in turmoil.
Therefore, he must immediately meet with the Pope and King Arthur to stabilize the situation and, while ensuring the interests of the Chinese in the United States, see how to gain the greatest benefit from this turbulent situation.