The gunsmoke gradually dissipated. Under the barrage of high-energy weapons, the factory building ahead was already riddled with holes, and the specimens inside had been blasted to bits, not even a speck remaining.
Nutrient solution covered the floor, emitting a sticky, pungent odor, but there was no sign of anyone.
'What's going on?'
'Where did he go?'
The soldiers all looked bewildered; even their infrared scanners showed no trace of him.
Just then, a figure dropped from the sky, and a brilliant flash of a blade erupted.
The soldiers in the lead were decapitated by a single slash before they could even utter a sound.
Blood gushed forth, falling like a crimson rain.
The other soldiers snapped to their senses, immediately raising their guns and opening fire.
Wu Liangchen's figure flickered amidst the unsteady muzzle flashes.
He tapped the ground with his toe, and the earth instantly cracked and caved in.
