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Chapter 44: You Should Equip Some Attack Speed!
🕑 Added 2024-05-23 09:04:46 +0000 UTCIn the data displayed by the drone, there was a huge monster resembling a giant spirit, with devil-like horns on its head and a body covered in hard armor. It could release sharp thorns from its shoulders, resembling demon wings, dripping with darkness.
"This is a completely new evolutionary chain, possibly involving an unknown celestial being. The relevant information has been sent to Celestia City. The current life disaster level has been judged as Grade A, but the subsequent disaster level is likely to increase. Our understanding of the aberrants on this evolutionary chain is limited. We only know that their most primitive form is called the Decaying Spectre."
She raised a slender finger. "This is their second-stage form. The only sighting report was four hours ago, confirming that its body also can harden, able to grow thorn-like wings, and release sharp spikes."
Next were detailed data about this aberrant.
It stood nearly three meters tall and weighed an estimated 250 kilograms.
Its attack mode was unknown, as were its weak points, dietary preferences, and population numbers.
Its ecological distribution was also unknown.
We knew nothing.
That's why we need to investigate.
The officers and soldiers stood silently in the whistling cold wind, listening attentively.
Lisa glanced at them and found that the officers could mostly withstand it, but several soldiers were already dazed by the wind, obviously lacking in strength.
However, the team members had been finalized, and it was too late to kick anyone out now.
In missions with high merits like this, officers would often bring their trusted confidants to get a share of the rewards and have an extra helper.
As the team leader, Lisa couldn't bring anyone.
Mike was able to come in because, nominally, he was considered to be brought in by Jack. But in reality, it had nothing to do with Jack.
"Our mission this time is to capture samples of this aberrant as much as possible, preferably alive. If conditions do not permit, it is also acceptable to bring back the corpse."
Lisa ordered, "In any case, you must do your best."
"Roger."
"At best, it's just a second stage. Make sure to complete the mission."
The team members responded one after another.
Jack, however, looked at the boy at the end of the team, frowned, and said, "Why did you join the team? Are you overestimating your strength? Especially since you were seriously injured just today. Are you here to drag the team down? Do you want to rely on connections to gain merits, but harm your comrades?!"
He said in a deep voice, "Don't cause trouble this time you go out. You know nothing about the battlefield!"
Mike was unhappy and didn't indulge him. He retorted, "It's true that I know nothing about the battlefield, but don't you know nothing about this evolutionary chain? The information about the Decaying Spectre was brought by me. How could you forget that now? Do you know what the end of this evolutionary chain is called? Do you know how to distinguish the Decaying Spectre? Have you ever fought them up close?"
Jack was left speechless.
Mike shrugged. "It's normal for a recruit who has just broken out of their cocoon to know nothing about the battlefield, right? If I knew everything, why would I need instructors? Of course, even though I haven't seen it, you must have taught your subordinates everything, right? After all, only those who have no ability and like to bully newcomers with their experience would do that."
Jack's pupils shrank. Who was he implying?
Mike smiled innocently, harmless.
Besides, everyone was here for merits, what a fart of a comrade.
If Jack were his boss paying his salary, he wouldn't mind a couple of words.
But a so-called instructor who didn't teach anything was showing off.
Everyone was surprised. It seems these two are not easy to deal with.
With time pressing and the mission heavy, Lisa didn't pay attention to these things, or perhaps she couldn't handle this in her mind. She snapped her fingers and said, "Board the aircraft and prepare for departure."
The helicopter roared and took off, flying over the fifty-meter-high metal barrier against the strong wind, leaving the brightly lit giant city behind, heading towards the purgatory-like wilderness.
When on the ground, they could only feel the oppression of the aberrant tide.
However, when overlooking from a high altitude, the densely packed aberrant tide was like a group of demons in hell, fiercely beating against the barrier constructed by the holy light, as if playing the symphony of destruction.
When Mike arrived by helicopter, this place was still a scene of devastation.
But now, as he left by helicopter, this place had turned into hell.
Once they fell, they would be torn into pieces on the spot.
This was also why they had to take the helicopter; they had to fly over the aberrant tide, find a relatively safe place, and capture those isolated aberrants.
Rushing into the aberrant tide, even fighting at the edge, was a dead end.
"Get ready."
The pilot said, "The requiem is coming!"
At this moment, Mike heard the terrifying scream again.
Not only him, but the other soldiers also held their heads in extreme pain. Some were bleeding from biting their lips, while others were already rolling on the ground, holding their heads.
This was the harm the aberrant's requiem inflicted on humans.
Initially, as a high-energy species, Eric was immune to aberrants that were not in the same tier.
But within the aberrant tide were second-tier aberrants. The requiem they emitted was enough to cause harm to first-tier evolutionary beings.
Only Mike could still maintain his sitting posture, although his face was a bit pale.
He could withstand this level of pain, but to avoid attracting excessive attention, he still pretended to be in extreme pain, breathing heavily.
"The battlefield changes in an instant. You never know when you might encounter aberrants that are higher in evolutionary levels than you. So, you must learn to adapt. At least when facing aberrants that are only one tier higher than you, you must not lose your ability to act immediately, but rather be able to escape."
This was also the training for recruits according to the military's rules.
Mike's performance impressed Lisa.
"Not bad."
Seeing that he had just recovered from his injuries, she motioned with her finger, "Come sit here."
The cabin was very cold, and only Lisa seemed to be a walking heater.
It was only comfortable near her.
But almost no one dared to sit close to her, mainly for fear of being hit.
Only a young and handsome officer repeatedly tried to please her, first sending chocolates and then snacks. However, he only received an impatient glare and a cold shoulder in return.
Listening to the murmurs of the officers at the end of the cabin, this young officer was a typical freeloader. It was said that last month, he played the guitar under the former major's dormitory for seven days to express his love, but unfortunately, he didn't get any response and almost got a frozen face from the wind.
When the former major arrived, she amazed everyone with her beauty and violence. Later, when people learned about her background, she attracted many freeloaders.
"Am I enduring the cold wind for you?"
Mike shook his head. The courtship method of the natives in Ember was primitive.
It seemed hopeless.
He gathered his thoughts and glanced again at the aberrant tide in the wilderness.
At this moment, he suddenly froze.
Because the aberrant tide was not just a black mass gathering together, but had a clear distribution route. When viewed from above, it was like a totem!
A totem of the Genesis Nest!
It was the same as the painting by Isabelle!
However, at this moment, the burly monsters in the aberrant tide lifted their heads. The pitch-black eye sockets reflected the helicopter cutting through the night, revealing a terrifying smile.
"Major Lisa."
Mike whispered, "Do you think they're watching us?"
Not only Lisa, but all the officers also turned their heads to look.
"Oh."
Someone looked dazed. "It seems so."
While the burly monsters in the aberrant tide were smiling, they also raised the thorn wings on their shoulders. Countless sharp and stout thorns sprayed out in a terrifying vibration, covering the line of sight like gushing ink, tearing through the air, and emitting a piercing scream!
"Quick, quick, quick! Turn!"
The crowd roared.
The pilot was so scared that a few drops of urine came out as he maneuvered the helicopter to turn.
The cabin shook violently, everything spinning.
"I'll handle this."
Lisa unbuckled her seatbelt, forcefully opened the cabin door, and pulled out a crossbow.
Drawing the bow, she took a deep breath.
The eyes of this female officer became fiery, the bowstring on the huge iron bow ignited, and the small arrow mounted on it also burst into flames as it was shot out!
Boom!
The arrow exploded like a red lotus, waves of heat rolling!
The scorching flames illuminated the cabin and consumed the thorns rising skyward.
"Major, be careful!"
The helicopter almost overturned as the terrifying thorn rain attacked from the other side.
Due to the helicopter's violent rotation, Lisa was thrown out!
"Be careful!"
Everyone exclaimed in shock as Lisa grabbed the cabin door with one hand, but failed to hold on.
At that moment, Mike rushed out and grabbed her wrist, forcefully suspending her in mid-air. The cold wind carried the heat wave, a world of ice and fire.
The officers reacted quickly, grabbing the young man's right leg and securing him with a seatbelt.
Lisa's chestnut short hair danced in the wind as she glanced at the terrifying aberrant tide in the wilderness. Sensing the young man's hand gradually losing stability in the violent shaking, she shouted, "Let go, don't worry about me. I won't die, I won't fall into the aberrant tide."
As a third-tier evolutionary being, she could use explosions to blow herself apart.
She would get injured, but she definitely wouldn't die.
"It's okay, I can hold on."
Mike shouted, "Major, can you shoot arrows with one hand?"
There was a faint sound of electricity, electrified!
Lisa's hand contracted after being electrified, tightly gripping his hand.
The female officer's beautiful eyes lit up. Who knew thunder attributes could be played like this?
"No, help me get the arrows."
Lisa shouted, "In my waist pouch, they're very small."
Mike felt around her slender waist and took out the metal arrows for her.
Lisa took them with her mouth, placing them on the burning bowstring.
High temperature and heat, but it didn't harm her.
Boom!
Another arrow shot out, once again burning down those terrifying thorns.
Everyone looked horrified. Without this woman, they would probably all be dead.
However, at this moment, some thorns shot out from the burning flames!
Click!
The cabin was pierced, and Jack's right arm was grazed, leaving a bloodstain.
More and more thorns shot up from below, almost piercing the fuel tank!
"Quick, find a place to land!"
Jack roared. His right hand leaned against the cabin wall, and countless vines spread out, entwining everyone present to prevent them from being thrown out.
Some also used Praxis to cover the outside of the cabin with a layer of rock.
It increased defense, but it was useless.
Wherever the helicopter went, thorns on the ground would chase after them.
Because there were aberrants everywhere, wherever they flew, aberrants would shoot at them.
Even in front of the helicopter, there were a large number of thorns shooting at them.
They could only dodge up and down, left and right.
"I can't find a place to land at all!"
The pilot had lost his mind, shouting.
In this situation, Lisa's arrows, as powerful as artillery, were somewhat inadequate.
Because her attack speed was too slow!
"This is like a plane battle. We must find a gap to break through!"
Suddenly, Mike remembered the little girl's painting. The movements of these aberrants were arranged according to the totem of the Genesis Nest, so there must be a gap.
He tried to recall the painting and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Driver, at your two o'clock direction!"
He shouted, "Stop wandering around, head straight to two o'clock!"
The pilot had no choice but to make a desperate move.
The helicopter, like a bird out of control, dove toward the pilot's two o'clock direction.
During this time, the red lotus arrows kept exploding, trying to resist the thorn attacks as much as possible.
At that moment, the helicopter became stable, shaking off the thorns behind.
Because the thorns shooting from the front had significantly reduced, Lisa's bombardment only needed to deal with the thorns on the left and right, without having to worry about other directions.
"Former Major, I hope you can equip more attack speed in the future."
Mike gasped for breath, lying in the cabin, sweating profusely.
Lisa was also sweating coldly, panting heavily, "What's attack speed?"
Just then, a click sounded.
The helicopter's alarm went off.
There was a fuel leak.
"Prepare to parachute!"
The pilot roared!
