It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 550 Trial
"Trying to run away?!" Feng Ling was taken aback.

The blade transformed into teeth and claws, pouncing on the flying messenger!

The messenger used the same trick again, and the air shield once more crashed into Wind Feather like a compressed air wall!
Feng Ling missed her target and couldn't stop the messenger from taking off. She could only grit her teeth and watch him fly higher and higher from the ground.

Once the altitude exceeds the length of the tentacles, the Wind Feathers can no longer pose a threat to the messengers in the air, and the third one can play a negligible role.

Even a large kite probably wouldn't be of much help here, because kites are too clumsy.

Feng Ling stared at the messenger in the sky, trying to determine the direction he was fleeing in. She had to kill him today, she absolutely had to kill him! He could escape to the ends of the earth, and she would chase him to the ends of the earth!
As long as the distance does not exceed 20 kilometers, she can continuously track the red dot's movement trajectory from a third-person perspective, unless the messenger can disappear into thin air like a gargoyle.

Strangely, the messenger did not run away. He rose to about fifty meters and then stopped, flapping his six wings in turn, creating waves of scorching air.

Feng Ling sensed something was wrong and turned to look at the Ilanka soldiers, who were being suppressed by her mental pressure, dozens of meters away. Looking further into the distance, she saw Huang Yi's convoy getting closer and closer.

Does this guy intend to use Judgment Day to burn everyone alive?
But the Last Judgment will leave him weakened. Is he really that confident? Leaving no way out?
Feng Ling's gaze fell on the cargo being unloaded from the military truck.

Ye Zheng said these were bombs, and the combined power of the Doomsday Judgment and the bomb explosions might really level this place.

This is the mindset of the alien species: simple and brutal. If a position is lost, they simply destroy it. After all, it's not their homeland, so there's no question of cherishing it.

"Bastard..." Feng Ling cursed under her breath, quickly glanced at her surroundings, and ran in the exact opposite direction from Huang Yi.

—If the messenger's target for trial is her, she should at least keep the blast radius as far away as possible from the surveillance team brought by Huang Yi. As for the soldiers of Ilanka and the guards, cooks, and servants in the general's mansion, there's nothing she can do about it.

The ground beneath my feet was gradually getting scorching hot, and the air was heating up rapidly.

Feng Ling didn't understand the principle behind the opponent's skill, but she was certain that this place was about to turn into a fiery inferno.

The crows flew away, the big worm let out a howl and burrowed into the ground, while Roll and Ball rolled into a ball and left the battlefield.

Perhaps three seconds, perhaps five seconds, and the night sky began to brighten.

During a brief pause in his run, Feng Ling turned to look at the sky and saw that the messenger had transformed into a gigantic ball of light, like a burning sun. Within the intense white light, wings could be faintly seen fluttering, dazzlingly bright!
This scene gave her a sense of déjà vu; Ye Zheng's "self-destruction" back then was almost the same, except that Ye Zheng wouldn't fly into the sky, and the range wasn't this large.

Even the largest area has its limits; it can't be boundless. She has already run nearly a hundred meters and should be leaving the area of ​​"Doomsday Judgment" soon.

The sunlight is stronger now.

It was even brighter than daytime; everything in sight turned white, and I could barely keep my eyes open.

Feng Ling sensed something was wrong, because the burning pain was getting stronger and stronger. Even though the scales were still strong, the pain penetrated the scales and the skin, reaching deep into the flesh. Every bone and every joint was in unbearable pain!

Her speed slowed down as a result.

This is very wrong!

Behind her, painful screams rose and fell, and the soldiers, shrouded in the bright light, struggled and shouted, their skin turning charred inch by inch!
Once the temperature exceeded a critical value, the boxes of bombs exploded violently!

Boom, boom, boom! ! !
A sudden burst of flames swept across the entire area! A shockwave, billowing with thick smoke, shot straight into the sky! Metal fragments scattered everywhere, along with unknown rubble and pieces of corpses, raining down on Feng Ling like a storm!
Feng Ling finally realized the difference between "Doomsday Judgment" and "Radiant Holy Flame"—

She had a preconceived notion that the archangel's final special skill, like the seraph's, would explode and burn. But in fact, there was no flame or explosion; the light was the most direct attack!
At this very moment, the intense light enveloping her was killing every cell in her body, as if she were being microwaved! She was suffering agonizingly, both inside and out!

Feng Ling moved with difficulty, barely able to move, her survival instinct causing her to curl up her massive body.

The screams of agony ceased. It was unexpected that the existence of the bomb had become a form of relief for those serving the general's mansion; otherwise, forcing ordinary people to endure such torture would have been utterly hopeless. Feng Ling was in excruciating pain.

Death is an adjective because she firmly believed she would not die.

She curled up her snake body, silently mobilizing the self-repairing ability of the mother nest, and activated the skill "Mother's Killing Intent".

This is a new skill she gained after digesting the Abyss Cards. It can create water mist, and the concentration and range of the mist depend on the environment. The more humid the environment, the larger the mist.

Water Mist itself has neither offensive nor defensive capabilities, but her body has gained a new characteristic: in a watery environment, her self-healing ability is increased by 100%, and her energy consumption is halved.

The good news is that Ilanka has a tropical climate, which is humid and hot, so even without rain, there is still plenty of moisture in the environment, and there are also streams and lakes near the mansion.

The bad news is that the water mist she created evaporated almost instantly under strong light.

Feng Ling never gives up.

If once isn't enough, then three, five, ten... As long as she has enough energy, she can even try a hundred times.

And so, amidst the dazzling light, the wondrous sight of rising water vapor appeared—

In the distance, Huang Yi's convoy had stopped, and they gazed at the General's Mansion, which was shrouded in bright light, from a distance of more than 100 meters.

One team member asked, "The long-range sniper is ready and in position. Shall we move in?"

Huang Yi frowned. "Those lights are strange. Call the analysts over."

If we fire at the messenger now, the ammunition will likely explode as soon as it enters the light's range.

A team member wearing glasses walked over and said, "The alien's energy fluctuations are weakening."

Huang Yi asked, "How is Feng Ling's energy level?"

The team member adjusted his glasses, looked intently at the distant light, and said, "My condition is stable, with no obvious fluctuations."

The inspectors began to whisper among themselves.

"Even after fighting like this, there's still no reaction."

“Analysts can see the increase or decrease in energy. The lack of fluctuation indicates that the energy of the wind feather has not increased or decreased significantly.”

"How terrifying, is she even human...?"

"When I use the second form, I get so tired that I collapse after 5 minutes. She's just inhumanly strong."

"In a sense, she can't really be considered a person right now..."

Huang Yi glanced at the team members indifferently, "Alright, I didn't bring you here to perform stand-up comedy. The alien energy is almost exhausted, so get ready to go in and wrap things up."

The men composed themselves and replied in unison, "Yes, sir!"

(End of this chapter)