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Because of the two pre-emptive explosions, the Guard Power of the Celestial Guard Tower had already been destroyed by more than half before the battle even began, completely no match for Chenxi’s side.

At the same time.

They also had to endure the continuous high temperature brought by the flames in the ruins.

This seemed like a battle with no suspense.

Because Jin was here, the two Tier Seven Extraordinary still alive in the ruins of the Celestial Guard Tower didn’t dare show themselves at all, afraid they’d be killed like that man with the silver White Mask.

But their National Council members were down below, so they couldn’t escape either; to be able to serve as the Celestial Guard Tower’s defensive Power, their own qualities were at least passable.

”Her close-combat Ability is also extremely strong. She just killed Shen Dongguang with one punch. She doesn’t seem to have any obvious weaknesses. If we want to beat her, we can only rely on that thing; otherwise we have absolutely no chance.”

”We can only gamble on that now. That bastard Shen Dongguang shouldn’t have gone over there alone. He knew she was a lunatic and still went to his death.”

Whispering drifted up from beneath the ruins: a man and a woman in black combat uniforms. The two of them were both Guard captains of the Celestial Guard Tower, Bear and War Eagle.

Even though they were both Tier Seven in strength, they didn’t have the slightest confidence when facing Jin.

They had only just become Tier Seven Extraordinary through the Inheritance Tree not long ago.

This way of becoming Extraordinary could greatly avoid the risk of losing control. Even if Compatibility wasn’t high, there was still a chance of success. But there was one drawback: their combat strength was weaker compared to others who advanced through normal means.

This could be considered a kind of cost balance.

Not far from the Celestial Guard Tower, in the city center, stood a gigantic Bronze Tree. It was probably the first Bronze Tree planted in this world, the largest in size and highest in Level.

Extraordinary who advanced beneath the Bronze Tree like this could, by paying a certain price, exchange for a short burst of powerful Power.

That price could take all sorts of forms, but it had to start from themselves—lifespan, Spirit, limbs, or something else.

At this moment.

A sharp sense of crisis flashed by, and with a loud explosion, flames filled this cramped space.

Bear’s body kept swelling and growing within the flames, propping up the ruins, his skin turning dark brown, like the texture of tree bark. The whole person was eight or nine meters tall, looking from afar like a small Giant, giving off an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Power.

He felt abundant Power spreading throughout his body, as if he had endless strength to spend.

But when he swept his gaze around the ruins, searching for a target, he couldn’t find that crazy woman; she seemed to have already left.

”Gone?”

Just as he was puzzled, a shrill laugh came from behind him. Bullets poured out of the smoke like rainforest downpour, shooting toward him.

A massive body often meant stronger Power, stronger defense, stronger Life Force—it could even be called a kind of Life Level ascension.

The Bronze Tree, precisely because of its enormous size, had no human opponents at the same tier. In ordinary settlements it could only be uprooted by a group siege.

The giant-sized man raised both hands to block in front of himself. His body was now too huge, so it was hard to dodge this kind of attack; he could only take it head-on.

Intense pain came from his arms, like a thousand long needles constantly piercing through his flesh, stabbing into the bone.

However.

His defensive power had indeed grown substantially.

Those bullets didn’t penetrate his arms, only leaving pitted impact craters on them. There was no blood at all, like they were hitting a block of wood; only flecks of sawdust whirled down from midair.

The bullets continued to pour down.

The man’s massive body pushed forward against the hail of bullets, step by step, then saw Jin standing in the smoke, and he swung his arm down in a huge slap.

He was clearly anxious, clearly feeling his own life slipping away with every passing second, turning into nutrients for the Bronze Tree.

If this dragged on too long, even if he killed her, he himself would probably suffer irreparable damage.

Seeing this huge thing swing its palm down at her, Jin’s lips curved into a smile, her expression full of disdain. She snapped the fingers of her right hand, pulling a slightly exaggerated face, and mimicked an explosion sound with her mouth:

”Boom～”

The bombs she’d buried in advance detonated right under that big thing’s foot. Flames swallowed half his body and cleanly blew off the man’s left foot.

With his left foot gone, and his body far too Heavy, the man lost his balance and crashed heavily down onto the ruins, kicking up clouds of dust and sand.

He had still underestimated Jin’s strength. Even with the Bronze Tree’s enhancement, he was no match for her.

At the same time.

The pink mini Gatling kept spinning, bullets continuing to rain down. A huge hole was blasted in the man’s chest, riddled with bullet marks.

Jin’s brows twitched, as if she’d sensed something. She suddenly swung the muzzle around and fired toward the rear. A figure appeared not far behind her, but at the same time a great wind rose, and the bullets were affected, veering off their original trajectory.

This was a gigantic tornado that had formed at some unknown time, almost covering the entire Celestial Guard Tower ruin.

It was a woman missing her right eye, the socket covered in ugly scars, as if someone had burned it out with hot iron. Her black long hair floated in midair, and visible streams of air flowed through the surrounding space.

The wind grew even more violent, the tornado’s range expanding. Pebble-sized fragments spun rapidly within it, shredding everything.

Fine, slender cuts appeared one after another on Jin’s skin.

Jin was covered in wounds, yet her expression barely changed. Instead she looked even more excited. She tossed the mini Gatling aside, hefted the missile slung across her back onto her shoulder, and fired it toward the target.

Bang~

The missile shot out, and her upper body bent backward from the recoil.

Trailing a jet of fire, the missile streaked toward the blind woman’s position. The gale blew it off-course, but it still slammed into the ground not far from the woman and detonated.

The blast wave collided head‑on with the tornado and shattered it in an instant. The woman was flung away by the shockwave, smashing into a broken pillar nearby.

She struggled to lift her head. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth and her mind reeled. The tornado she had formed was tightly linked to her Spirit; once it was destroyed, her Spirit also suffered a devastating blow.

She couldn’t understand why the person opposite clearly wasn’t an Extraordinary, yet had such terrifying Power. It was completely unreasonable.

Everyone knew a Superpower User’s Power had limits. The limit lay in the frailty of the human body, unable to bear too strong a Power or too much Spiritual Power, with nothing but destruction at the end.

An ordinary Superpower User reaching Tier Eight strength was already at the edge; any stronger and they were just courting death.

”You actually made me feel pain!”

Jin stepped forward in her leather boots, one step at a time, toward the blind woman. She toyed with a pink handgun in her hand; strange graffiti crawled along its side, like some monster in black mist.

Hearing that voice, War Eagle couldn’t stop his body from trembling. That was pure, undiluted Terror.

It came from an Extraordinary’s instinct.

War Eagle said nothing, just stared fixedly at Jin. His chest rose and fell violently; his breathing was ragged.

Jin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her left hand and moved closer. She squatted in front of the woman, one hand resting on her shoulder, the other stroking her cheek, and murmured:

”Where are those people?”

”Who?”

”Who do you think? Your councilmen. They shouldn’t be dead yet, right?”

At those words, the blind woman’s expression shifted, but she stayed silent.

Jin studied her face, a red gleam flickering in her pupils. A smile floated to her lips as she said thoughtfully:

”Looks like they’re still alive. So where could they be hiding? They’re not buried underground, are they?”

At that, the blind woman’s expression twisted abruptly into a feral snarl as she roared, ”You terrorists can’t touch a single hair on the councilmen! Even if you beat me to death, you’ll never get anything out of me!”

Splurt～

The blind woman’s expression froze on her face. Her eyes flew wide, pupils contracting. A finger‑thick bloody hole had appeared in her forehead, drilling straight through her brain.

Jin rose from the ground, her hands still clean and unblemished. She turned to look at the man whose body had reverted to normal, lying half‑dead on the floor, staring at her in sheer horror.

”You two should know quite a bit. Your strength isn’t bad, at least. She doesn’t want to talk to me. What about you?”

Jin drawled as she walked up to the man and squatted in front of him as well. She pulled a palm‑sized bomb from her coat and pressed it to his chest.

”Tell me where they are. Otherwise... boom～”

”You’ll be blown into pieces, limbs torn off your body, and you still won’t die right away. You’ll just slowly fade out as your Life Force drains away. Not nearly as easy as she had it.”

Jin widened her eyes, describing it in vivid detail, gesturing with her hands, painting a picture that let you see it in your mind’s eye instantly.

Imagination was one of her strong suits.

Bear lowered his head and still didn’t speak. Inside, he was tearing himself apart. On one side was the justice they clung to; on the other was the Terror of death—and of the lunatic in front of him.

This Terror hit him from body to mind, all‑encompassing.

Jin raised her left hand and showed him three fingers, then folded them down one by one.

”Three～”

She dragged the word out, watching his reactions.

”Two～”

This time even slower, even more suffocating.

Bear clenched his jaw so hard it creaked, as if he’d made some final decision. Before Jin could say the last number, he shouted, ”I’ll talk! As long as you spare me, I’ll tell you everything I know!”

”One!”

Jin held up a single finger, tilted her head, looked at him, and sighed. She didn’t say anything more. She stood, turned, and walked away, waving a hand:

”But I don’t feel like knowing anymore. Bye‑bye, veggie.”

The explosion tore the man’s body apart.

But what flew out wasn’t flesh and blood, it was chunks of wood of all sizes. His body had already turned fibrous; his Life had reached its end.

Even if Jin had spared him, he would still have died.