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53: Chapter 53 In my next life, I’ll still be a soldier of Long Xia.Zhao Tiezhu didn’t dodge.

His comrades behind him didn’t move either.

Li Two Ox even casually wiped a child’s snot.

They trusted their company commander.

Or rather, they trusted the powerful feeling brought by [Mind Overclocking].

The moment the blade was about to strike, Zhao Tiezhu moved half a step to the side.

Just half a step.

The terrifying particle blade grazed his nose and missed.

Black Mamba’s pupils contracted sharply.

This is impossible! This must be luck!

He flipped his wrist, ready to slash horizontally.

But a large hand was already pressed on his shoulder.

”Too slow.”

Zhao Tiezhu’s voice rang in his ear, ”Your movements are too wide, your point of force is too obvious. Are you afraid I won’t know where you’re trying to cut?”

This was a dimensionality reduction strike.

Under the enhancement of [Mind Overclocking], the so-called Western elite combat techniques were like simple calisthenics in Zhao Tiezhu’s eyes.

Boom!

Zhao Tiezhu pressed Black Mamba’s head and slammed him heavily into the ground.

The concrete floor instantly cracked, forming a large pit.

”Ah—!”

Black Mamba let out a shrill scream, sparks flying from his battle armor.

”Stop screaming, it’s not over yet.”

Zhao Tiezhu lifted him with one hand, swinging him left and right like a broken sack.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This was not a battle at all.

This was one-sided bullying.

In less than three seconds.

The remaining three Ark members hadn’t even had time to fire before Li Two Ox and Old Li, who hadn’t moved until now, shot them in the head.

Dragon Summer’s bullets indeed couldn’t penetrate the energy shield.

But Li Two Ox’s shots all hit the heat dissipation gaps at the connections of the battle armor.

Those were gaps only two millimeters wide.

But in Li Two Ox’s current eyes, the gaps were wide enough to fit a fist.

”Work’s done.”

Zhao Tiezhu threw Black Mamba, who was now like a pile of mud, onto the ground and clapped the dust off his hands.

”This is the so-called elite? They don’t even scream as loudly as our mess hall when slaughtering pigs.”

Black Mamba lay in the pit, his faceplate shattered, revealing a blood-soaked face.

He heard Li Two Ox’s words, and surprisingly, there was no fear in his eyes, only a mad, venomous hatred.

”Cough... cough cough...”

He coughed up blood, a twisted smile spreading across his face.

”Dragon Summer people... do you think you’ve won?”

”You cheating monsters... since you can’t win... then let’s all go to Hell together!”

He saw his finger suddenly plunge into the core of his battle armor on his chest, piercing his heart.

Zhao Tiezhu’s pupils suddenly constricted.

”This bastard has something inside him! Quick...”

Boom!

Suddenly, a strange pink mist exploded, carrying a sickeningly sweet odor, instantly covering an area of several hundred meters.

”Pheromone Inducer! High purity!” Old Li’s face instantly turned pale. ”These lunatics... they’ve turned themselves into bait to lure monsters!”

Before he finished speaking.

The earth began to tremble.

No, it was roaring.

The ground of the plaza in front of the church suddenly cracked, and countless shattered stones shot into the sky.

A terrifying pressure that made one’s Soul tremble surged from deep underground.

What kind of feeling was that?

It was like an ant suddenly being stepped on by a huge shoe.

”Roar——————!!!”

A roar shattered all the windows of the church.

Several already weak refugees immediately bled from their nostrils and collapsed to the ground.

The dust settled.

A huge shadow enveloped everyone.

It was a monster thirty meters tall. It had no fixed shape, completely stitched together from countless rotten corpses. Dozens of thick tentacles waved in the air, each one covered with screaming human faces.

A giant mouth split open on its belly, green venom flowing from it, chewing on something.

S-class Dungeon BOSS.

[Abyssal Stitched Corpse King].

”This time... we’re in big trouble.”

Zhao Tiezhu’s hand, gripping his blade, felt somewhat stiff.

If it were A-class, even A-class Peak, with the [Mind Overclocking] BUFF, they might still be able to fight, even if they could only bite off a piece of flesh.

But S-class...

This was a crushing difference in life levels. It was like a group of children with toothpicks facing a dump truck charging at full speed.

”Company Commander! This thing has locked onto us!” Li Two Ox shouted, his voice cracking.

The Corpse King’s dozens of murky eyes stared at these small insects emitting an alluring ”pheromone” scent.

A tentacle as thick as a truck rose high, slamming down with an Aura of destroying everything.

”Run! All of you, run, damn it!”

Zhao Tiezhu suddenly turned, kicking Li Two Ox in the butt, sending him and the refugee little girl on his back flying over ten meters.

”Take them and go! That’s an order!”

”Company Commander! What about you?!” Li Two Ox scrambled up from the ground, roaring as he tried to rush back.

”Get out!!!”

Zhao Tiezhu turned his head, his facial muscles twitching, veins bulging like earthworms. ”Didn’t you hear me? I told you to get out! Take the people back! Don’t let me die in vain!”

After speaking.

He didn’t look back at his comrades.

He turned around, alone, facing the terrifying, mountain-like monster.

Was he scared?

Terrified to death. His legs were cramping up.

He still had his seventy-year-old mother at home, hadn’t married, and the game console he bought last week was still unopened.

Who wanted to die?

But.

Behind him were his soldiers, the people he had just sworn to save.

If no one blocked it here, everyone would become fertilizer for this monster.

”I never thought, I, Zhao Tiezhu, would have a day of soloing an S-class.”

Zhao Tiezhu gave a bitter smile, reaching out to press the core control panel of his exoskeleton armor.

There was a red button there.

[Overload Mode].

Once activated, the exoskeleton’s power output would Breakthrough 300%, but the cost was that the user’s bones and muscles would shatter inch by inch due to unbearable pressure.

”Click.”

The button was pressed.

”Ah ah ah ah ah!!!”

Zhao Tiezhu let out a shrill roar, his entire body’s bones cracking with a grating sound. Blood seeped out from the armor’s seams, staining him crimson.

But he didn’t fall.

Instead, his Aura climbed steadily at this moment, actually forcing open a space under the S-class monster’s pressure.

[Mind Overclocking] pushed to its limit!

As long as my mind is fast enough, as long as my prediction is accurate enough, even a god, I can drag your feet!

The tentacle slammed down.

Zhao Tiezhu’s figure vanished from the spot.

He left a afterimage in the air, like a fallen leaf in a gale, dodging this fatal blow by mere millimeters.

Then, he stepped on the slimy, disgusting tentacle, moving against the flow!

”Come on! You pile of rotten flesh!”

Zhao Tiezhu laughed loudly, plunging his long blade fiercely into the monster’s giant compound eye.

Pfft!

Green ichor sprayed all over him.

”Roar!!!”

The Corpse King roared deafeningly in pain, countless tentacles frantically wrapping around the damned insect on its body.

At this moment.

Under the sky filled with gray mist.

A tiny, blood-soaked Mortal was dancing on the body of a city-destroying behemoth.

Every dodge was a dance on the tip of the Grim Reaper’s scythe; every swing of his blade was overdrawing his last bit of life.

But he did not retreat a single step.

One second.

Two seconds.

One minute.

In that despair-inducing minute, he was like a nail, firmly pinned there, making it impossible for this S-class monster to move an inch.

Until his distant teammates, with the refugees, rushed out of the boundary of Gray Mist Town.

Until the strength that sustained him finally ran out.

Zhao Tiezhu was violently struck by a tentacle, crashing into the ruins of the church like a kite with a broken string.

His sternum was completely shattered, and one arm was unnaturally twisted.

But he was still smiling.

He looked at the colossal beast, which was opening its massive mouth, preparing to swallow him whole, and laboriously pulled out a high-energy grenade from his waist.

This wasn’t for killing the enemy.

This amount of explosive wasn’t even enough to tickle this monster.

This was a Glory Grenade.

Zhao Tiezhu coughed up a clot of blood, took one last look in the direction of Dragon Summer, and bared his teeth, revealing a bloody smile.

”In my next life, I’ll still be a Dragon Summer soldier.”

The pin was pulled, and it sprang open.

Rumble!