Chapter 48: Breaking Through Zone C

Who is Kasgarad?

Let’s put it this way: both Xin and Keerman use the Struggle Divine Power, and Kasgarad is the source of that power—the god who governs struggle on the continent of Aetinos!

And now, the Spirit of Struggle turned its gaze here.

This lord of slaughter was immediately drawn to Xin.

Her boundless hatred and desire for killing brought the Spirit of Struggle immense satisfaction.

It scattered its power over Xin, and the limitless killing intent washed away the pain in her body and mind.

Xin could feel the steel bones inside her creaking.

She raised her katana and, with a sneer, slashed at Keerman.

“Die! Scum!”

The blades clashed.

Xin’s katana immediately chipped.

Keerman’s long blade, tempered countless times by the Struggle Divine Power, had reached perfection, but his momentum was completely devoured by the boundless killing intent.

Xin activated the Steel Refining Art.

Under the blessing of the Struggle Divine Power, this katana shattered and melted repeatedly, being reforged dozens of times in a short span.

Vast killing intent clung to the blade, making even the slashing sword light seem to carry the scent of blood.

Xin’s katana danced up and down, pressing Keerman so hard he couldn’t stand up.

“Combat Art—Horizontal and Vertical Sixteen!”

Dazzling sword light clashed against Keerman’s blade.

The two weapons sparked upon impact.

Xin’s slashing speed grew faster and faster, more powerful with each strike.

Keerman felt his arms go numb, unable to withstand such a fierce assault.

Xin’s katana came down again, and both blades shattered simultaneously.

Keerman broke out in a cold sweat.

He had used all his Struggle Divine Power on body tempering and weapons, and didn’t know the Steel Refining Art at all.

Seeing Xin preparing to reforge her weapon, he let out a wail and dashed toward Noah, intending to take her hostage, foolishly hoping to escape that way.

Xin naturally wouldn’t give him a chance.

She waved her hand, melting the steel in her hand and forging it into a long spear.

Gripping the spear shaft, she aimed at Keerman’s shoulder and hurled it fiercely.

“Combat Art—Piercing Cloud!”

Keerman was still holding the broken blade.

Hearing the sound of wind, he hastily turned to block, but the spear was faster.

It pierced straight through Keerman’s shoulder, pinning him to the wall behind him.

Noah was startled and quickly carried Naya to the side to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

“It’s over… it’s over, it’s over…”

Knowing he was outmatched, Keerman quickly pulled out his portable walkie-talkie.

Without even taking the time to pull the spear from his shoulder, he shouted into it with a pleading tone,

“Leader! Enemy attack—! The Primordial Organization has broken in—! I can’t hold them off! Save me, save me!”

After a moment, the leader’s voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

The icy, frosty tone sent chills down Keerman’s spine.

He heard his own leader say to him,

“Trash… I’m about to complete the Ascension Plan. Scum like you don’t deserve to live in my new world… Die…”

Zzzz…

Only cold static remained from the walkie-talkie.

Keerman felt his hand holding it trembling.

He stiffly turned his head and saw Xin standing before him.

“Heh…”

Xin let out a cold laugh, looking down at him.

“Is there anything you want to say…”

“Please…! Spare my life!”

Keerman threw away all dignity, shouting with a sycophantic expression he had never shown before.

“Spare me…! I’m willing to join the Primordial Organization. I’ll give you all my techniques related to the Struggle Divine Power. Spare my life! Spare my life!”

But Xin only looked at him coldly.

After a long while, she sneered,

“Begging for mercy?”

Xin felt her steel teeth grinding.

“At this moment, you’re not joking, are you…?”

With just one punch, Keerman’s cheekbone was shattered.

Xin stepped on his chest and tore off half his shoulder with her bare hands.

She didn’t use weapons; she vented her fury in the most primitive, brutal way.

Amid Keerman’s screams, her fists rained down like a storm.

Even though Keerman’s bones were cracked and flesh flew everywhere, she didn’t stop.

Only after dismantling every bone in Keerman’s body did she stand up.

She let out a long breath, took out two painkillers, and swallowed them in one gulp.

The Spirit of Struggle’s gaze had already left.

If she didn’t take the medicine, Xin would still suffer agony like being cut piece by piece.

She wiped the blood and shredded flesh from her hands on her uniform, then walked over to Naya.

Suo’en and the Shagai Squad had also finished their battle.

Keerman’s personal guards were all annihilated, and the Primordial Organization also had casualties.

Xin crouched down, looking at Naya’s black blood, and said in surprise,

“You’re not human?”

“Pfft… you’re the one who’s not human…”

Though weak, Naya still had the strength to retort.

“What kind of way is that to talk…”

“See? You don’t like hearing the truth.”

Xin glanced at Noah and said in a worried tone,

“What kind of person has black blood?”

If Naya wasn’t human… then Noah, as his wife, wouldn’t she be…

“Don’t say any more… Xin…”

Holding Naya in her arms, Noah shook her head at Xin.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Xin sighed and stood up.

“Alright… Anyway, I can’t meddle in you two’s affairs… Take care of yourselves…”

Naya sat up from Noah’s embrace.

He glanced at the uniform wrapped around his body and said to Noah in a resigned tone,

“Dear, help me untie this.”

Noah immediately frowned.

“Why don’t you rest a bit more? With such a serious injury, where do you still want to go?”

“It’s okay, dear. Untie it.”

While watching Noah untie the uniform, Naya instructed Suo’en,

“Suo’en, go get my arm.”

Suo’en nodded and brought over the arm that Keerman had chopped off.

Keerman was indeed ruthless—half of Naya’s shoulder along with his arm had been cut off.

Naya gestured for Suo’en to align the severed arm with his left side, then summoned tentacles from the wound to wrap around the limb.

Like molding clay, Naya reattached it to his body.

Then, leaning on his cane, he stood up weakly.

Xin was utterly shocked by Naya’s body structure.

As she observed, she said,

“Wait… it just fits together? Is your arm made of clay or what?”

“This arm can’t be used for now.”

Naya’s left arm hung limp, with countless tiny tentacles wriggling in and out of the wound, as if healing.

He looked up at the surviving members and said in a serious tone,

“Comrades, it’s up to you now…”

Current situation: The New Truth Organization’s Zone C is completely wiped out.

The Primordial Organization has 19 dead.

Both sides have suffered heavy casualties, but the New Truth Organization is already spent.

Those left in Zone D are less than ten.

Naya knew that those protecting Gexiusi in Zone D were all elites.

And from Keerman’s plea for help, he learned that the New Truth Organization’s leader was about to complete the Ascension Plan.

If they didn’t stop him and rescue Yoge quickly, not only would they fail to leave the Research Institute, but everyone might die here.

“Let’s go.”

Noah helped Naya as she spoke, looking at the corridor ahead.

“Let’s see just what kind of god this leader of the New Truth Organization is.”