Who left their last words here?

Chapter 54 The rain is still falling, this is a massacre! (First update of 4k)
"That's... the White Boat?"

The officer was drawn to the commotion in the distance and stared intently at the figure under the black umbrella.

He was first puzzled, then overjoyed.

"Truly! Heaven is on my side!"

The officer's fleshy face twitched twice. He released Old Joe from his grasp, strode up the steps into the rain, and eagerly headed towards the white boat.

Beside him, the captain of the [Swordholder] team observed him from a distance with great interest.

"Bai Zhou? Instead of running away, he walked right into our trap?"

So, it seems that the one who entered the Reflection Ruins right under his nose was Bai Zhou?
Still too inexperienced...

Entering the Reflection Ruins at such a crucial moment, surely he's not trying to change his fate by luck?
What's the difference between this behavior and "turning around and jumping off a cliff before battle, saying, 'I'm going down to get a secret manual, and I'll come back later'"?
—Is such a foolish person worthy of such serious concern and anger from a major?

He deserved to be captured by him and become a major, as a stepping stone to his advancement!
He just happened to bump into us like that, it's really...

Destiny is mine!

"Captain, we..."

At this moment, a member of the [Sword Bearer] team approached and asked in a low voice, unsure of what was going on.

"What are you still doing?"

The captain glared at him, feeling that his subordinate was too clueless.

"Quick! Surround him with your men!"

Didn't you see that the lieutenant had already gone there with the commissioner?
If we don't go and steal the credit, we won't even get a taste of the soup!
Accompanied by a burst of restlessness—

Apart from the necessary personnel maintaining order at the scavenging site, everyone else crowded around Bai Zhou.
Their internal walkie-talkie channels were already buzzing with activity.

"White boat spotted! White boat spotted! Return immediately! Over!"

"A white boat has been spotted in front of the unfinished building. Requesting a regrouping. Let's not waste time elsewhere...over."

"Wait, this white boat... plop!"

With two muffled thuds, the soldiers who were heading towards the white boat realized that they might not need to go any further.

Because the boy with the umbrella was walking towards them in the opposite direction.

"Clap clap clap..."

The sound of rain grew louder.

The rainwater clashed violently against the umbrella surface.

The suburban night, dark and gloomy, was devoid of streetlights.

But then beams of strong flashlight light came from all directions and focused neatly on the boy who was walking towards them.

Numerous infrared beams scanned his body relentlessly, each beam representing the aim of a loaded rifle.

The scavengers, who had been beaten into submission by the soldiers, stared wide-eyed at the newcomer, wondering which general dared to be so fierce alone...

—The focus of everyone's attention!
"When did you come?"

A burly lieutenant with a fierce expression blocked Bai Zhou's path, his face showing a hint of confusion.

"You could have continued to hide, but you chose to make a scene?"

"why is that?"

"..." Bai Zhou remained silent for a while.

Under the distant illumination of beams of flashlights,
His expression was calm, but his gaze was fixed on the group of scavengers.

The officer paused for a moment, then his eyes widened:

"You're not going to say..."

His stubby fingers pointed to the group of disheveled scavengers squatting behind him, their expressions equally bewildered, soaked to the bone.

"Is it for them?"

He laughed as soon as he finished speaking.

"When did our Special Administration produce a saint?"

"—Oh no, you're a member of the Blood Worship Cult."

He then corrected his statement, and then exclaimed with great delight:

"But do you know?"

"Meddling in other people's business is a taboo for extraordinary people; it will lead you to your death."

He said this with a meaningful tone, clearly not just referring to the present moment.

There was also Deputy Adjutant Han, and the Special Administration Office...

But Bai Zhou just shook his head:
"It's not your place to teach me about the things of the extraordinary."

He has teachers.

As for them—

Bai Zhou looked over, his gaze sweeping over the group of scavengers, finally landing briefly on the incredulous Old Joe, without attracting anyone's attention.

Then, he sighed softly.

"There are things to do, and things not to do."

If you feel you should do something, then you should definitely do it; there's no need to ask what others have done for you in the past.

The key to this matter is that
He's willing to do it.

"...?"

The officer frowned and fell silent for a moment.

For some reason, he suddenly felt...

Under the flashlight's beam, Bai Zhou, whose light was focused, possessed a quality that greatly annoyed him.

This trait is hard to describe, this discomfort is hard to explain.

The officer remained silent, then raised a hand in acknowledgment.

“Ka-ka-ka—”

Guns immediately rose and were aimed at the white boat.

Bullets loaded.

"clatter……"

Footsteps sounded from behind the officer.

The captain of the [Swordholder] group came to the officer's side and stood side by side.

He was fully armed and wrapped up tightly, his voice coming out in a muffled tone from behind the gas mask.

"Perhaps you have heard the name 'The Swordholder'."

"You seem very confident, remaining calm even when surrounded, but I have to say..."

With a "click," he pulled out a pistol; the dark gun body, engraved with eerie blue patterns, gleamed faintly under the heavy rain.

The captain, fiddling with his pistol, said:
“Every piece of equipment on the Swordholder’s body is designed to deal with extraordinary individuals!”

The bullets are imbued with curses, and the cursed patterns on the gun barrel are reinforced...

There are also various ritual tattoos on the body for enhancement, and even special potions are used for bathing and eating to maintain resistance to extraordinary secret arts.

Each of them is a killing machine created specifically to kill extraordinary individuals.

— Meanwhile, in Division 36, the elite troops that the major first had to recruit were equipped with even better gear, so they were bursting with confidence.

As one of the captains of the [Sword Bearers], he was only half a step away from becoming a Level 3 Extraordinary, but with the help of the [Sword Bearers]'s power...

No Level 3 Extraordinary Being could stand against him!
This is the fundamental reason why he was able to stand side by side with officers in the strictly hierarchical Special Administration.

"...There's a question I've wanted to ask for a long time."

Bai Zhou cautiously observed how the other person had covered himself up completely, as if he were hidden in a shell.
Simply out of curiosity, he asked:

Why are you wearing pig-nose masks?

"Does this mean your opponent will think you're not smart enough and therefore underestimate you?"

"?"

The captain stumbled on the spot.

The captain met Bai Zhou's clear and sincere gaze in silence, his expression hidden behind the gas mask.

But his aura seemed to become exceptionally terrifying as a result.

When emotions reach their limit, silence follows.

The final word was: a gun!

As the white boat took another step, its footsteps splashing through puddles, the water droplets breaking apart on the ground—

—"Fire!"

The captain's command tore through the rain, his cold voice devoid of any emotion.

"boom!"

The moment the order was given, countless sparks exploded in the depths of the rainy night, and torrents of scorching metal roared as they left the muzzle, tearing through the continuous rain curtain.

Bullets with special patterns and cursed effects were fiercely fired from the modified firearms.

The fierce barrage of fire quickly covered the figure under the umbrella.

The next moment,

Bai Zhou silently recited in his heart:
【Light】--

"Boom!!!"

A burst of bright light shattered the rain.

A magnificent white light spread across the sky and the earth, piercing the eyes of everyone.

So the gun barrel was raised and the rifle was fired wildly.

Everyone seemed to be blind; the scene was chaotic.

All that could be heard was the sound of gunfire, and the clattering of gleaming brass bullet casings as they fell to the ground.

Bullets tore through the rain, scattering haphazardly everywhere.

When they finally regained their sight—

The gunfire stopped.

The air was thick with moisture and the smell of gunpowder.

The lights shone in the rain, refocusing on the spot where the gun had just been pointed.

What they saw left them speechless with disbelief.

"This is……?"

There is something standing there.
But he was no longer the boy with the umbrella—

Pale yet rock-like skin, bound by several thick chains of unknown material... came into view.

Both the chains and the skin were covered with intricate patterns that shone with a faint glow under the rain, running from the neck down the back to the ankles.

Those twisted lines seemed to be constantly writhing, like a living curse.

—In the depths of the rainy night, a two-and-a-half-meter-tall, white, rock giant stood there.

It's awe-inspiring!

Someone opened their mouth, wanting to shout "Monster!"...

But this giant really doesn't look like a monster.

His body was muscular but not swollen; his tall and imposing physique seemed to perfectly conform to the golden ratio.

With every gesture, he was like a statue that had stepped out of mythology, possessing a certain extraordinary charm.

—But this allure is abnormal, twisted, and awe-inspiring.

Upon closer examination, one will discover that the essence of this allure is one of "ominousness"...

—The First Transformation of "The Moon with a Thousand Faces":
The Cursed Colossus!
"It's just a smokescreen from the Blood Worship Cult... Open fire!"

The captain's shout, "[Swordsman]!" rang out loudly amidst the dense rain.

"do not stop!"

In a moment——

Gunfire rang out again.

I don't care what kind of demons or monsters you are, whether they exist or not... go talk to my iron torrent!
This is the pride and confidence of the swordsman when facing any formidable foe.

The gun muzzle spitting fire tore through the rain curtain, and a dense hail of bullets poured down on the white boat.

A terrifying curse was activated on the warhead, leaving behind a dangerous trail of colors in the air.

...but it didn't work.

"Jingle bells!"

Like bullets striking hard rock or even steel, the white boat, bearing the kinetic energy, began to grimace in pain...

But that's all.

"It doesn't matter, the curse will take effect!"

Amid the incessant gunfire, the captain gave a cold smile.

He knew that he would soon witness the magnificent spectacle of countless curses erupting in a dazzling display on Bai Zhou's body.

...He will die in excruciating pain!

Compared to the kinetic energy of the bullet itself, this is what makes the "sword-wielder" truly terrifying.

The so-called "curse" is something that most extraordinary people are unwilling to touch.

—Whether it is the user or the user.

In other words, the Special Administration, as an official department, can find special entities that "raise curses" and draw various simple curses on bullets.

but……

The captain's gaze shifted from anticipation to tension, and then to uncertain doubt.

For a long time, there was no movement from Bai Zhou's side.

The only sound was the clanging of bullets hitting him.

Even as the rain of bullets filled the air, this kid was...

"He's tidying his clothes?!" someone exclaimed uncertainly.

team leader:"……"

He immediately flew into a rage; they were being treated with utter contempt!

We must increase our firepower!

"Boom boom boom——"

Amidst a hail of bullets.

Trench coat, watch, trousers...

Bai Zhou carefully folded and tidied up the clothes that had fallen to the ground.
Place it on the ground behind you.

I'll have to wear it again later.

At this moment, Bai Zhou was extremely grateful that he possessed the ability of [Light].

After transforming, thick chains bind his entire body, covering his vital organs.

But what about the old clothes?

You can't afford to damage your newly acquired and useful gear!

...I have no choice but to take off my clothes before I can transform.

Such shameful acts can only be performed in the light!

No wonder the protagonists who transform in various adventure stories always glow.

I see... It was probably replaced manually.

But everyone else changed into nice clothes with special effects, only he...

Streaking.

It's so embarrassing.

Even if you're hiding in bright sunlight, changing clothes in the street is still something that requires a lot of overcoming of shame...

Besides, Bai Zhou was just a shy and introverted little boy.

"..."

Poor Bai Zhou was freezing cold all over, folding clothes as he sighed.

At the same time, he could clearly feel that the power within this body was constantly growing stronger.

curse?

The Cursed Giant is an aggregate of curses...

after awhile.

The gunfire stopped.

Because all the magazines were emptied.

During the reloading, everyone observed Bai Zhou, and then they all shuddered involuntarily...

The "monster" remained standing there, motionless.

But he is not dead.

only……

"belch--"

The "monster" let out a burp.

He was just full.

"rumble--"

Just then, lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark, rainy night.

In the thick rain, his lava-like golden eyes were suddenly illuminated by lightning.

It brought a suffocating pressure, as vast and overwhelming as a mountain or a sea—

Then, the monster grinned, as if it were smiling sheepishly.

But when he does this now, it looks particularly ferocious and terrifying.

Then he began to speak.

His voice is much hoarse and lower now than before...

It carried a terrifying pressure that Bai Zhoubenyin could never bring.

He said this very seriously:

"thanks for treatment!"

"I'm stuffed--"

"Why don't you have some too?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the rock giant vanished from the spot.

There was no roar, no shouting, just a simple step.

boom!
The ground shook violently, and soil mixed with cement exploded.

The enormous figure burst forth at a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to its size.

There's a suffocating sense of oppression, like a giant vehicle speeding down a highway and hurtling towards pedestrians.

A tiger among sheep.

Giants descended from the sky!

Lifting a soldier in one hand and swinging him around like a toy, Bai Zhou charged into the crowd's dense "encirclement".

Gunshots, explosions, screams, rain... a symphony of sounds filled the air.

Through the blurry rain curtain,
The shivering scavenger stared in disbelief at the unimaginable scene in the distance.

Old Joe, in particular, had rubbed his eyes at least ten times.

He now feels that he might be delirious from being in the rain for too long, and everything he is experiencing now is the last fantasy of a homeless man before he is about to be slapped to death by soldiers.

Otherwise, how could such a seemingly harmless boy have turned into...

The firearms presented to everyone were still within their comprehension...

However, what happened next far exceeded their wildest expectations.

"Crash-"

The rain is still falling.

It was a rainy night, at 00:01.

The swordsman and the lieutenant successfully surrounded the white boat.

But now, it's hard to say who's surrounding whom.

Because without a doubt,

What is now presented to the group of stunned homeless people is—

It was a massacre that no one had ever imagined!

(End of this chapter)