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Breathing —
The fierce wind sweeps past.
Lightning directly drills into an alleyway.
Next to the bustling comrcial street, there is a circle of office buildings.
Between the two,
There’s a small area that doesn’t fit in.
This is a line of old buildings.
Most of the store owners on the comrcial street have authorities, and they are the owners of these old buildings.
Therefore,
Most of those living here are wealthy old folks.
Now it’s morning.
Compared to the prosperity of the comrcial street, this place seems sowhat deserted.
Only a few scattered old people, either chatting in front of the doors or walking dogs.
Lightning only glances briefly before preparing to move deeper, following Spirit Intellect’s guidance.
At high speed.
The whole world, in Lightning’s eyes, seems basically at a standstill.
The old people around him would not notice a young man had passed by.
They would only feel a gust of wind blowing out of nowhere.
However,
Lightning had barely moved a few dozen ters forward.
!!!
An ear-piercing and sharp voice echoes above the old street.
The shoe soles rub frantically against the ground.
Lightning forcefully halts his body.
He stares at the spot not far ahead, his pupils subtly dilating.
In his eyes, a figure is reflected.
The other party is tall and bulky, with bulging muscles all over his body.
A pair of cold eyes is firmly locked onto him.
It’s Mr. Chou.
Damn it!
How did he catch up so fast?!
Lightning internally curses, his gaze quickly sweeping the surroundings.
However,
He doesn’t see the reinforcents Spirit Intellect ntioned.
A heart,
Keeps sinking.
“Observe and clear the surroundings, imdiately report if anything seems off.”
“Don’t stay more than five ters apart, to prepare for imdiate rescue.”
“Yes!”
Mr. Chou looks at the Holy Sect Action Team mbers who have just arrived.
He doesn’t take Lightning lightly because he has blocked him.
Instead, he continually maintains his perception of the surroundings while instructing other action mbers to disperse and stay alert.
Previously,
Lightning kept moving in areas populated by many people during his escape.
But now he suddenly turned into this old street, which made Mr. Chou very suspicious.
Perhaps… enemies might have already set up an ambush here.
He rembers the night before last, those elusive mbers of the Godly Humans Association, with their inscrutable moves and heavy losses.
He couldn’t help but be on his guard.
For a mont.
The pounding sounds continue to be heard.
mbers of the action team are constantly shuttling back and forth in all directions.
The old people who noticed the scene here rolled their eyes and fainted straight away.
Afterwards,
Mr. Chou looks at Lightning indifferently.
He takes a step forward.
He takes one step after another towards Lightning.
This is not the first ti the operation to capture Lightning has been carried out.
Don’t be fooled by his young age.
Among all the mbers of the Godly Humans Association, Lightning has killed the most Holy Sect personnel.
The night before last.
With the cooperation of the bystanders, his speed was hard to contend with.
Out of the seven-person squad, only one survived.
And this survivor was deliberately let go by Lightning.
He told the survivor to pass on a ssage to Mr. Chou.
“Lowly humans, Heavenly Human Descendants’ wrath is not sothing you can bear.”
Step.
Mr. Chou’s burly figure, stands firm before Lightning.
Compared with each other, a stark contrast is ford.
He softly repeats the words Lightning let the survivor bring back.
The gaze in his eyes becos colder.
“Our people were killed by you.”
“And you said this, didn’t you?”
“So?”
Facing Mr. Chou’s dominating figure, even though Lightning is trembling inside.
But as a proud young teenager, and a descendant of the Heavenly Humans, he refused to admit defeat.
“Don’t forget, it was your organization who ca to arrest us first.”
“Our resistance, even the act of killing you, is justified.”
The young man sneers.
He stares at Mr. Chou with his neck stiff, unwilling to be at a disadvantage in the face of montum.
“No.”
“I am not here to discuss right or wrong with you.”
Mr. Chou speaks softly again.
“What I want to talk about is the price.”
Thump.
Thump, thump.
His voice falls.
Inside Mr. Chou’s body, the sound of bone colliding keeps echoing.
His body gradually expands.
“The price you need to pay for killing seven people of my Holy Sect.”
In a blink of an eye,
A massive shadow looms overhead.
Making Lightning’s breath stall, his body can’t help but tremble a bit.
He is in the most rebellious age of life.
After awakening the Power of Authority and being told by the Void Space that they, as a group, are called Heavenly Human Descendants —
It’s only natural for Lightning to see himself as the child of heaven.
The last capture operation.
It was his first ti killing soone.
He experienced a never-before pleasure.
That was a pleasure that transcends life.
Therefore,
Lightning chose to retaliate and hunt down the Holy Sect personnel, and even threaten Mr. Chou when he could have escaped.
He felt as if he has experienced a tamorphosis.
But now,
Facing Mr. Chou, who is as massive as a giant,
Fear unavoidably arises.
This ti, Lightning no longer thought of himself as the chosen one, the destined protagonist.
He seems to have reverted to being that ordinary high school student he once was.
Perhaps it was this feeling clashing with his forr arrogance which made Lightning—
All of a sudden, an anger erges from him, rapidly growing until it devours all his rationality.
“Price?!”
“Let’s see who will make whom pay the price!!”
The previously pretty face becos sowhat ferocious.
Before his words fall,
Whoosh.
Lightning’s figure disappears instantly on the spot.
Then,
A visible airflow appears beside Mr. Chou.
Lightning stimulates all of his Power of Authority.
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