Atlas of Heaven and Man

After being thrown out, Xu Xianwen moved like a snake across the ground, leaving his original position. A series of bullets landed where he had been, scattering sand and gravel.

The security personnel of Moti Hill were highly qualified, with excellent marksmanship. They activated their implanted secretions and internal drug injections, which boosted their physical abilities in a short period, allowing them to barely capture the figure ahead and constantly adjust their aim.

However, Xu Xianwen was too fast, and the surrounding fog ultimately obscured their vision, quickly causing them to lose sight of him.

This had no effect on Chen Chuan, who could clearly capture the opponent's position through his bio-field. In combat and high-speed movement, there was no chance to restrain it, so he accurately lunged towards the location.

After escaping the gunfire, Xu Xianwen did not stay on the scene or turn back to continue fighting Chen Chuan. Instead, he quickly retreated outwards.

Once the Moti Hill security arrived, the Third Limit fighters in the security system would also arrive. Even the Management Bureau, after receiving the news, would quickly send people to participate in the encirclement.

This could potentially trap him here. Fortunately, it was a foggy day, preventing the small airships above from having an effective view. Otherwise, he might not have been able to escape.

As for the team members, now that Lao Han was dead, the other team members should also be gone. He had put a lot of effort into assembling these people, and he felt somewhat regretful about their deaths.

But at least the funds were still in the account. Moreover, as long as the employer could continue to provide him with resources, he could find a way to rebuild the team.

This failure might disappoint the employer, but he was also the employer's military reliance. They couldn't do without him there, and the more this was the case, the more they needed to find ways to appease him.

During the rapid run, he could feel Chen Chuan closely pursuing him, which made him feel somewhat troubled. He decided to wait until they were outside to take action and resolve the situation.

At this moment, he raised his hand. He had noticed it earlier, his arm felt weak and he couldn't exert any strength. It seemed to have lost some vitality.

This was because Chen Chuan, after killing three more of his team members, had essentially sacrificed three offerings. One of the ritual's effects was to continuously drain the life force of those who had close contact with him.

This also included contact through the field. It was just that Xu Xianwen's life force was incomparably abundant, and the field's absorption had a negligible effect on him, so much so that he himself didn't notice it. It was only with the previous physical contact that a noticeable effect occurred.

Xu Xianwen, after all, came from the Secret Serpent Sect. After taking a few glances, he roughly knew what caused this. He scoffed, then released the essence blood stored in his heart. With a clench of his fist, the arm quickly regained its original vitality.

Then, he leaned forward, and his pace suddenly quickened. Where he passed, it was as if a gust of wind swept through, scattering leaves and twigs. Some small trees and plants that were in the way were directly knocked aside by him, as if plowing a path through the forest.

Chen Chuan stared at the man's field, closely pursuing him from behind.

He wasn't too worried about the estate's defenses, because the appearance of Moti Hill security meant that Wu Bei had already established contact between the Management Bureau and the Moti Hill security system. The Third Limit fighters responsible for security at Moti Hill would immediately be dispatched.

And as long as Meng Shu was still hiding in the basement, which was like a fortress, and hadn't encountered any strong external explosions, then there wouldn't be any problems in the short term.

The person on the other end who was inquiring immediately became more nervous. "Executive Officer Chen, can you handle it alone?"

Although Chen Chuan had a record of killing Wei Wusheng alone, the latter was no match for Xu Xianwen in terms of force or destructiveness. They were not on the same level.

Chen Chuan said: "He is very fast. We can talk later." After saying that, he ended the call.

On the Management Bureau's side, the Resonance User immediately reported to the superiors. The person in charge this time, Team Leader Guan, immediately instructed: "Immediately track Executive Officer Chen's Boundary Token and find his location!"

"Confirmed and location tracked."

The Resonance User immediately presented Chen Chuan's location on the Management Bureau's large light screen. This was a map of the vicinity of Moti Hill, with a light spot rapidly moving on it.

He glanced at it and said in surprise: "The speed is too fast. At this rate, he will be able to run out of the Moti Hill range within three minutes."

Team Leader Guan looked at the moving route, which was basically along the forest and undulating hills. The terrain there was complex and the vegetation was dense. Normal vehicles couldn't enter at all, and ordinary people would also find it difficult to move an inch. However, he glanced at the direction the two were moving in, his gaze falling on one place, and thought to himself: "Is it there?"

He immediately used his interface to contact his superiors, "I am Guan Ziyang, requesting that the enforcers stationed in districts 25 and 23 participate in the encirclement towards Lulan Lake..."

During his frantic escape, Xu Xianwen repeatedly increased his speed and changed direction, but he couldn't shake off Chen Chuan behind him.

He knew very well that as long as Chen Chuan was still chasing him, his whereabouts would always be clearly observed by the Bureau, unless he killed him or found an opportunity to destroy his interface.

However, at least not within the Moti Mountain area, because the security forces here are very strong. Once he leaves this area, these people will have no reason to pursue him.

He glanced ahead, it was close.

The two ran along the mountainous area, one in front and one behind. The barriers along the way didn't pose any obstacles. They easily leaped up to higher ground with a few jumps, and crossed wide ravines in a single bound. The complex terrain seemed to not exist at all. Looking down through the mist, the ground and vegetation where they passed seemed to be separated by two thin lines, rapidly extending forward.

Soon after, the two arrived at a relatively high hill. There was a large open area that had been artificially leveled, and behind it, nestled among ancient trees, was an ancient temple of considerable size, but it looked extremely dilapidated.

Xu Xianwen stopped here and turned around, no longer advancing. After running for so long, there wasn't a single drop of sweat on him.

He raised the staff-sword in his hand, held the back of the hilt, and pulled it out, extending it further, its appearance already resembling a long spear. He rotated it slightly, pressed down with both hands, and pointed the spearhead forward, towards Chen Chuan, who arrived shortly after.

Chen Chuan stopped, glanced around. They had been running north all the way. According to the interface, they were now outside the boundary of Moti Mountain, and there was no clear place name to be found here.

He brandished his long saber, but he didn't directly engage Xu Xianwen. Instead, he reached for the Thunderclap Spear inside his jacket.

Xu Xianwen's eyes narrowed. Before he could draw his gun, he swept the toppled bronze furnace in front of the temple with his spear. Suddenly, the thousand-pound object was easily flicked forward as if it were a straw.

Chen Chuan gently deflected it with his saber, sending it flying. But behind the bronze furnace, a staff-spear followed, its momentum so fierce that it created a sound of tearing through the air.

His gaze sharpened, he raised his saber to block it, but the force carried on it still made his figure pause slightly. The spearhead retreated slightly after a fruitless attack, and then suddenly came again.

Chen Chuan moved backward, turning his wrist and sinking his saber, twisting the spear away. Xu Xianwen rotated his spear and advanced, spear and saber clashed and stirred several times, and finally, with a clang, they collided, and a circle of dust exploded outward from the point of contact. The bricks and stones under their feet also cracked, and the two weapons swung outward together. The two retreated to unload the force, and after a few steps, they simultaneously raised their weapons again, pointing the front ends at each other.

Xu Xianwen stared at Chen Chuan. During the entanglement of their weapons, the forces continuously clashed, but no matter how much force he used, Chen Chuan could dissolve and deflect it. Not only did he not fall behind, but even his strength seemed to have increased slightly compared to when they first made contact, making him secretly startled and feeling a little棘手.

If he wanted to win normally, it probably wouldn't be a matter of a moment, but he didn't have that much time to waste here.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his feet, and quickly retreated towards the entrance of the old temple behind him. In two steps, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and his figure disappeared into the temple.

Chen Chuan had already followed him when he moved, but as soon as he entered the temple, he found that the other party's field had been restrained and hidden in just a moment.

Since it was not yet dawn, the faint light from outside revealed many broken tiles and remains of offerings on the ground.

Perhaps because it was surrounded and shrouded by trees, it was particularly dark and humid here, and slightly whitish light shone down from the gaps in the temple roof.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something, and turned his head to the side. The tip of the staff-spear silently pierced past his ear. He raised his saber to block, but the opponent suddenly retracted it and probed at his feet from below. When he turned his saber back, it quickly stabbed towards his face. He quickly leaned back, blocking the two stabs with a clang, and sparks flew in the dim environment.

As the staff-spear advanced rapidly, the sound of clanging collisions continued to echo in the space, shaking the dust above from time to time, and some unstable places also trembled.

Chen Chuan felt that the other party's spearmanship was fast and ruthless, with every move aimed at his heart and face, and he felt that his body seemed to twist and turn, constantly changing positions, not allowing him to find a suitable opportunity to fight back. In this dark environment, he undoubtedly had a greater advantage.

In order to avoid being passive, he retreated to the gap at the top, using the faint light to observe and keep up with the rhythm.

And in the next short moment, he connected with Xu Xianwen's dozens of spears, but he was also gradually adapting, and he could feel that his brow was twitching slightly at this moment.

Even if he couldn't detect Xu Xianwen's field, it seemed that he could still rely on another, more mental way to identify his figure, and the scarlet line on his mask seemed to amplify this effect, as if there really was another eye there.

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