The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 791 - Piercing Everything

Chapter 791: Piercing Everything
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Those lines were not really invisible; but they were very thin, and as tiny as the mosquitos in the Fiend Prison. If Jing Jiu hadn't used his sword vision, he wouldn't have been able to discover them.

These lines were not employed to mount an attack, which meant they didn't have any lethal intent, but waited for the victims to rush into them.

The situation was the same as when he killed those monsters of the Snowy Kingdom in the snowland many years ago.

Yet, why were these lines so thin and sharp that he would feel a slight pain on his skin?

And how were the ends of the lines fastened if they were so sharp?

Jing Jiu, as a practitioner of the sword work, was fully aware that the thinner an object was, the sharper. On the other hand, the thinner objects were also fragile unless they had a powerful binding force inside.

A large amount of information flew like water into his awareness, including the related physics papers, a famous novel and the gray screen in the deepest end of the praying hall.

He looked at the deep part of the dark night and sensed the faint energy waves in dozens of places. He finally made up his mind.

These lines and the gray screen were all made from the same material, called "super-micro particles".

The material was manufactured with the super-micro particles as its basic component. With different forms, they would have different physical traits.

This sort of material was often used on the space station, the military Mecha and the space elevators.

The best of this material could of course be used to kill people, and the killing could even give off a sense of ancient beauty.

Someone used super-micro particles to besiege the praying hall.

Like what Ran Handong said, it was safe to stay in the praying hall, but why did the opponent know Jing Jiu would leave the place?

He felt contented rather than surprised when his style of action was guessed by his opponent.

He had been waiting on the lawn of the university for many days, he didn't see the arrival of the battleships instead seeing that person.

Yet, it was the right moment to consider the issue; the most pressing thing for him was to leave the place.

He had many ways to cut these invisible lines, like turning into a sword light and entering the underground.

However, he opted to employ the simplest method to deal with the matter, which was probably because he was inclined to compete with the sharp objects whenever he stumbled upon them, or for some other reasons.

He raised his right hand and pierced at the empty night sky.

Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!!

It sounded like the strings of a harp in music hall being snapped all at once as the sound of many lines breaking echoed in the night sky.

What followed was faint crying as dreadful as the weeping of ghosts.

Something had drifted up along with a sizzling noise, and a few tiny holes appeared on the ground.

Given that nothing could hinder him, Jing Jiu took a step forward, the slits on the cloth and pants opening wider.

This was a set of blue tracksuits he liked the most, his eyes turning cold.

Though Zong Lizi couldn't see his eyes, she could sense the change of his emotion. "I'll buy you a new set of tracksuits," she tried to comfort him.

The lines of the super-micro particles were set up right outside the stone steps, not in the defending area of the praying hall.

He led Zong Lizi to the bottom of the stone steps, which meant that they had come to the outside of the praying hall and came upon the assault of the enemy.

Since it was the attack that his opponent had been preparing for a long time, the dozen thin lines couldn't be the only assault on him.

One fatal assault could only exist in the electronic games; it seldom occurred in reality.

Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!!

A dozen monotonous clanking sounds could be heard in the deep end of the night sky. They were not loud but very clear in the quiet night.

Yet, before the clanking sounds reached their ears, the whistling sounds and bullets had already arrived before the two of them.

The bullets fell down onto the stone steps like rainstorm.

Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!

Dozens of bright flames appeared in the night sky.

None of the rainstorm-like bullets fell on Jing Jiu.

They couldn't even reach the distance of five meters from his body.

An invisible half-circular shield was set up in front of Jing Jiu and Zong Lizi, blocking those bullets.

The bullets landed on the shield and then dropped to the ground weakly after they turned into flames, which resembled the water sprays splashing off the rocks.

Looking at the flames created by the bullets, Jing Jiu discerned that they were the shell-less bullets that were filled with the informal chemical ingredients. As such, the attacker was not from the military.

The reason Jing Jiu could collect the information and analyze the identity of the attacker was because he knew he was not in the slightest danger; but Zong Lizi didn't know it.

Hearing the thunderous booming and seeing the flames of bullets around her, her face turned ashen due to fear. But she didn't dare to grab his hand; all she could do was hold onto his cloth while cowering behind him, looking wretched.

Sensing the commotion behind him, Jing Jiu said, "Let's go."

The front of the praying hall was illuminated by the flames of the bullets; two figures were moving forward intermittently amid the flames.

Standing on the stone steps, Jiang Yuxia and a dozen main preachers witnessed such a miraculous scene and were stunned speechless.

Jing Jiu disliked staying in a defensive situation when being attacked, so the situation wouldn't last long.

As the bullets showered down like rain, he had started observing and calculating the location of the snipers.

A sword will left him and went to a distant spot soundlessly under the cover of the bullet flames.

He paid no more attention to these snipers. He began to search with his sword awareness. His line of sight landed on a spot very far away at the end.

The place was located in the deep end of the prairie, seventy-seven kilometers away from the praying hall, where there was a lone big tree.

There was an advanced flying device near the tree with a few heavy weapons attached to it. The flying device was started and could fly away at any moment.

Mr. Xia had already opened his eyes, sitting against the tree.

The head of the Mo clan came to the underside of the flying device, the light armor on him glistening slightly.

A steady and clear energy could be detected on the flying device; it was unclear who the person was.

The assassination mission was carried out by the private elite army owned by the Mo clan.

The Mo clan was responsible for most of the interplanetary transportation of the Stargate Base. They maintained a lethal armed force in order to make money in the vast and dangerous space.

The weakest elite soldiers were in the Golden State; and the weapons and equipment they used were all first-class.

The soldier responsible for surveying the battle found Jing Jiu had broken through the defense lines made from the super-micro particles. Feeling shocked, he reported the finding a fraction of second too late when Jing Jiu walked to the bottom of the stone steps.

According to the instruction of the head of the clan, these elite soldiers were supposed to shoot all at once without further order.

Thirty-five soldiers pulled the triggers almost at the same time, turning the front of the praying hall into a sea of fire.

The elite soldiers had camouflaged themselves perfectly. Most of them hid in the sand dunes while the rest hid in the sporadic bushes and behind the flying device. It was believed that the special force of the military couldn't even discover them in a short time even if they came.

A slithering sound was added to the clanking sounds in the night sky, resembling a snake sliding on the sand dune.

A mark had appeared on the sand dune.

The mark extended to the west from the east and traveled through the sand dunes and the bodies of the soldiers at an unimaginably fast speed before it came out from the sand, heading toward the bushes and the flying device.

The sounds of gunfire grew more sporadic soon after.

More than twenty elite soldiers of the Mo clan had died in the sand dunes in the blink of an eye.

This patch of sand dune would be their graves if no further investigation took place the next day.

The few soldiers hiding in the bushes found something was out of place before they felt a chill in their brains and darkness in front of their eyes. They all fell backwards on the ground and became corpses.

A tiny and elegant bloody hole appeared on the temples of these soldiers, some blood trickling down from them.

The few soldiers hiding under the flying device had also fallen to the ground soundlessly, turning into corpses without breathing, with the same bloody holes on the same spot.

The size and the location of the bloody holes were rather precise, looking like something operated by an outstanding surgeon with the most advanced operating equipment.

The sound of gunfire stopped abruptly.

The booming caused by the bullets hitting the shield also ceased.

The sea of fire in front of the praying hall vanished without a trace.

The magnificent building under the starlight returned to its solemn condition.

In the deep end of the prairie, the head of the Mo clan looked in the direction of the praying hall and asked in a trembling voice, "What has just happened?"

He didn't direct this question at Mr. Xia but another person, who was the one giving off the steady and clear energy from the flying device that Jing Jiu had sensed.

"I'll go have a look."

A calm and confident voice came out from the intercom on the light armor the head of the Mo clan wore; in the next moment, the door of the flying device was heard opening.

The person was the personal bodyguard and driver of the head of the Mo clan and a highly achieved fighter in the initial level of the Star State. He was hired by the Mo clan after he had retired from the special force of the military.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Mo clan felt a bit relieved. "The target is a bit odd. Be careful."

The retired military soldier didn't give him a response, nor did he come down from the flying device.

Pah!!!

A round hole appeared on the exceedingly strong door of the flying device.

It looked exactly like the round holes on the heads of the private soldiers of the Mo clan that turned them into corpses.

The retired military soldier fell onto the floor in the flying device, with a tiny hole on his head, the fresh blood trickling down from it.

The head of the Mo clan couldn't see the scene inside the flying device, so he had no idea what had happened in it. He asked a few times but got no reply.

He suddenly felt a chill. It was not caused by touching the light armor but by the sensation of death in the night wind.

In order to drive away the dread, he left the flying device instinctively and ran toward the nearby big tree.

Mr. Xia had already opened his eyes by the time the attack started. Seeing the pitiful condition the head of the Mo clan was in, he revealed a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The head of the Mo clan came before him and exclaimed in a hoarse voice, "Why are you laughing? You'll be killed too!"

"God is always fair," said Mr. Xia. "I've done nothing; why will I be killed?"

The head of the Mo clan was taken aback before saying, "What nonsense are you talking about…What god…"

His voice stopped abruptly.

A tiny round hole appeared on the helmet of his light armor.

The blood emerged from it and reddened the helmet.

Looking at Mr. Xia, he reached out his hands like a child drowning. In the end, he couldn't utter a sound while kneeling down slowly.

He looked at the wild grass.

The wild grass illuminated by the starlight didn't look greenish, but blackish.

He seemed to have seen the darkest night, his eyes full of dread. Then, the expression in his eyes returned to calmness, as if he felt relieved.

With a thud, he toppled forward and landed on the ground heavily.

Mr. Xia had been calm the entire time. Hearing this sound, he couldn't help but twitch a little in a corner of his eye.

He stood up with some difficulty by supporting himself against the tree. Looking in the direction of the praying hall, he thought in silence that God was indeed fair but also relentless.

What kind of fate would he face later?

All of a sudden, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, revealing a shocking and incredulous expression on his face.

The distant night sky was illuminated by dozens of light beams.

It was the praying hall that was the target of the light beams…

Chapter end