Chapter 692: Chapter 691: Plan B
“You really don’t look convincing at all,” Chen Ke shook his head.
“Please, Chen Ke, we’re on a plane that’s going down. If you don’t want to crash to your death, let out quick!” Sleery panicked.
“Co back with , no negotiation; otherwise, I’ll die with you,” Chen Ke said.
Sleery wanted to say sothing but didn’t know how to, so she just closed her eyes and nodded.
“Promise you won’t run off using Teleportation Gates on a whim,” Chen Ke added.
“I promise you! Chen Ke… my father said that if a man sees you naked, you only have two choices: marry him or kill him,” Sleery said.
“Oh… I always thought you had already been with many…” Chen Ke said.
“Listen, I’m not a bus, sure I’ve dated lots of n, but only the stupidest won sleep with them!” Sleery shouted angrily.
“Then I won’t marry you,” Chen Ke said.
“Then I will chase you for the rest of my life!” Sleery clenched her fists and declared.
Chen Ke looked up, eyeing the chains that secured the jars, part of the plane and indestructible. He followed the chains to the glass jar. Hmm, this thing was not.
He could have a conversation with Sleery through the glass, proving it wasn’t soundproof nor ridiculously thick. Suddenly, a large hamr appeared in Chen Ke’s hand.
“Stand back, I’ll break it,” Chen Ke instructed.
Sleery imdiately squatted down. By now, the cabin was in a vertical orientation, allowing Chen Ke to stand on the side of the glass jar.
He swung the hamr and aid it at the jar, ready to smash down, when suddenly a heavy object leaped down and hugged him from behind.
“Don’t even think about it!” Olivia’s voice rang in Chen Ke’s ear.
Olivia tightly grasped Chen Ke’s forearm, exerted force, and Chen Ke felt a burst of severe pain in his right arm before it instantly went numb. Glancing sideways, he saw his forearm was crushed, bones snapped by Olivia.
anwhile, Olivia’s left hand was choking him, her claws gripping his collarbone, with her index and middle fingers already piercing the flesh and twisting firmly around the bone.
Chen Ke, enduring the pain, beca enveloped in Black Knight armor. Olivia’s hands instantly transferred from his body to the surface of the armor, and Chen Ke burst into violent flas all over him. Boom! A burst of fire erupted near the nose of the plane.
What should have ignited was left unscathed due to the ti stop effect. However, Olivia was in a dire state—she was right up against Chen Ke, with the cabin floor to her back, taking nearly all the brunt of the explosion.
Olivia scread miserably, her swollen muscles burned red-hot, and her red hair was scorched off. Her face was beyond recognition, her clothes burned along with her, her whole body resembled a chicken fra that had been dunked in a frying pan.
The exhausted Olivia fell off Chen Ke, crashed onto the glass jar with a bang, leaving a horrifying blood mark before sliding down to the cockpit below. Chen Ke knew she wasn’t dead yet; the power of the Furious Witch hadn’t fallen into his hands. He was well aware that he couldn’t so easily kill a witch. Perhaps she was slowly recovering her injuries at that mont.
Now wasn’t the ti to worry about that muscle witch. Chen Ke swung his hamr at the jar, making a dull sound and a crack; it seed to be working. The jar, although able to confine a witch, wasn’t bulletproof or smash-proof, or else they wouldn’t have added a tal fra for protection.
Chen Ke hamred again—the glass jar lost a small chunk, barely enough to stick out a finger. He marshaled his strength, lifted the hamr, and the third hit was about to be the charm!
“Chen Ke! Behind you!” Sleery, squatting inside the jar, shouted as she pointed behind Chen Ke.
Quicker than words can tell, a bolt of Lightning struck at his wrist, as if a thousand needles pierced his flesh. Chen Ke, in pain, let go of the hamr, which fell down, turning into a small Holy Diamond and was lost from sight.
He turned to see Srud, clinging to a net, scaling the cabin wall.
“Today, I’ll send you off to Valhalla!”
Srud’s eyes emitted a blue glow, and the air imdiately dried up.
Looking upwards, Chen Ke spotted a black sedan still strapped to the floor, its bindings and chains clanging loudly. His right hand sparked blue, and he hurled a normal-sized Spiritual Power Crystal Gun at the sedan.
The Crystal Gun soared over Srud’s head, blasting the front wheel of the car and the floor bracket apart. After the black sedan broke free, it fell downwards.
A blue spherical electromagnetic shield surrounded Srud, deflecting the black car against the ceiling, then it bounced back, crashing straight onto the glass jar.
The glass shattered all over, but fortunately, the outer tal fra protected the jar from crushing Sleery. Instead, it continued to plumt downward. Sleery, holding onto the tal fra, sustained a long cut across her thigh and back from the glass shards. One leg dangled outside the frawork.
Ignoring the pain, Sleery’s body was suddenly covered in a set of black tight leather clothes, and her purple hair was tied up into a ponytail. As she started climbing up, a hand grabbed her leg, and looking down, she saw Olivia, not fully recovered yet.
“You little bitch! You won’t escape anywhere!”
Olivia was completely naked, with half of her head bald. Her newly regenerated face had not fully recovered, and strands of red muscles and blood vessels were regenerating throughout her body. The thin layer of skin covering her was like a transparent mbrane, making her look like a bloodied zombie hanging there.
“You are truly disgusting!”
A flash of purple light in Sleery’s eyes, and suddenly a shackle with a 200-kilogram iron ball appeared on Olivia’s legs. Bound by the massive iron ball, Olivia, still regenerating, lacked the strength to bear its weight, and her body sank abruptly.
A stiletto heel suddenly pierced into Olivia’s eye socket, crushing her eyeball and kicking her down in one swift move.
Chen Ke’s hand reached out, and Sleery grabbed it before being yanked upwards.
“Open the door!” Chen Ke said.
Sleery tried to use her Teleportation Gate ability, but as before, just as the starting point began to form, it was repelled by the surrounding electromagnetic field.
“With here, none of you will escape,” Srud remained there, watching Chen Ke without attacking.
Chen Ke also tested his own door-opening ability. He burst his soul in an attempt to open the Illusion Dream Center’s Teleportation Gate, but there was no response.
“It’s useless. My father and I can control the Lightning that spans the Nine Realms. We are human electromagnetic fields. All teleportation abilities within our control are disabled,” Srud said.
“What about now? Do you want to crash and die with us?” Chen Ke asked.
“No, you’ve got guts. We’ll fight another ti. For now, Chen Ke, fix the airplane. I promise you, I’ll let the airplane land,” Srud said.
“No way,” Chen Ke said.
“At this point, not choosing to cooperate is seeking death,” Srud said.
“I an, I can’t fix this airplane,” Chen Ke said.
“You… you’re such an idiot!” Srud cursed.
“Tell , Chen Ke, tell you have another plan… I’m still young…” Sleery said.
“Of course I do. Sleery, I have one. Let’s proceed with Plan B now!” Chen Ke said.
“What trick are you going to pull now?” Srud asked.
“Leaving you,” Chen Ke smiled.
He held Sleery close and lifted the ti freeze.
As the airplane had accumulated a lot of pressure, it disintegrated in that mont. The Gale turned the cabin into shreds, all contents being carried away into the night sky, as Srud watched Chen Ke and Sleery fly away in panic.
“Face the Gale!” Chen Ke’s shout echoed through the sky.
The military airplane burst into pieces in midair, turning into a heap of tal parts. Cargo crates, cars, and bodyguards were scattered across the sky.
Chen Ke, clutching Sleery, fell through the sky, surrounded by the contents of the airplane and fragnted parts. Below them was a brightly lit tropolis.
Sleery hugged Chen Ke tightly, producing a parachute pack behind him, then pulled the ripcord.
Boom! The two imdiately stopped falling and were lifted by a rising force, gliding swiftly forward.
Chen Ke spotted a hotel-like skyscraper below, with a rooftop open-air swimming pool. He signaled to Sleery, who freed one hand and tugged at the parachute’s cord, steering them toward the top of the building.
A luxury hotel rooftop was hosting a pool party. Pot-bellied, blond foreigners and Sunrise beauties were seeking pleasure in the pool, imrsed in a lively atmosphere as the DJ spun Japanese Rap. Multicolored lights, in sync with the music, made the scene decadently extravagant.
Suddenly, a man and a woman fell into the pool, a large parachute completely covering it. Seconds later, the parachute vanished into thin air, and a purple-haired woman in a black leather suit climbed out of the water. She unzipped the front of her suit a bit, letting the water drain out. A man in a suit climbed out on the other side, wiped his face, and looked around in bewildernt.
“What the fuck is going on?” The foreigners in the pool leapt out, and the dancing won stood frozen in place.
“Excuse , where’s the restroom?” Chen Ke grabbed a nearby foreigner and asked.
“Over there,” the foreigner replied, stunned.
Chen Ke flicked his sleeves, still in his wet suit, and found Sleery again. Together, they headed indoors, leaving everyone at the party speechless.
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