I, Lord of Prayer

True damage is the most real damage in the world. 👻♕ ➅❾𝓼ħⓤ𝕏.ᑕⓄｍ 👺♥

If normal fire-type ascendants cause physical damage, then Zhou Chen is undoubtedly an anomaly; he only plays for real.

Whether it's called "Azure Flame" or "Soul Fire," its essence is a mental attack that directly targets the mind. Unless there are special means to resist it, one can only endure the pain of being burned.

The masked man was indeed very strong. With the support of his extraordinary abilities, he could even withstand bullets and grenades while wearing this specially made equipment. However, he did not have enough resistance to mental attacks, so he was destined to become part of Zhou Chen's plan.

Despite the excruciating pain, the masked man lunged at Zhou Chen with bloodshot eyes, his killing intent and anger almost solidifying into a tangible form—he wanted to kill this bastard before he couldn't take it anymore!

But Zhou Chen's hard work in practicing his movement techniques for so many days was not in vain. His feet were like oil, and he ran around the Iron-Faced Man in the warehouse, making the other party look like a headless fly.

Soon, as the burning effect of the Azure Flame intensified, the masked man finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to his knees with a thud, panting heavily. He felt as if he had been thrown into a raging furnace, every inch of his body enduring the scorching heat of invisible flames, causing him unbearable pain.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

At this moment, Zhou Chen stomped his foot hard, making a dull sound like a pile driver, which spread in all directions, stirring up countless fine dust particles. Then, he rushed to the warehouse and the relatively intact cargo boxes piled up, and immediately performed a set of military boxing that he was extremely skilled at.

During this time, he also pulled out a pistol and fired randomly. Some bullets hit the ground, some hit the wall, and some hit the areas where the masked man was not protected by equipment.

Bang bang bang... crackling... thump thump thump... rumble...

The warehouse echoed with the sounds of an extremely fierce battle. To outsiders, it sounded as if the Iron-Faced Man was running rampant, destroying everything with his absolute violence. Just hearing the sounds sent chills down their spines, and they dared not imagine what kind of bloody scene was inside.

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However, this was a one-man show directed and acted by Zhou Chen himself.

After busying himself for a long time, Zhou Chen looked at the mess on the ground, nodded in satisfaction, walked up to the dazed, masked man, and said coldly, "Give me a punch."

"Damn it..." The stern-faced man was so enraged by this shameless behavior that he almost fainted.

"Hey, don't faint yet, give me a punch already!" Zhou Chen urged, so that the performance would be more realistic.

It's hardened; its fists have hardened.

Even though his consciousness was already blurred to the point of collapse, for some reason, in a state of extreme anger, the Iron-Faced Man suddenly felt as if he had experienced a final burst of energy before death, and his body was filled with power again.

So, he took his last breath, gripped the metal knuckle duster, and used all his strength to strike the annoying bastard in front of him, venting the anger that was burning him up.

"Die!!!"

Bang!

Zhou Chen raised his arm in front of him and instantly felt his arm go numb and lose sensation, as if he had been hit head-on by a dump truck.

Accompanied by a howling hurricane, he was sent flying backwards, and amidst the roar of breaking steel, a large hole appeared in the corrugated steel wall of the warehouse.

With his strength still lingering, Zhou Chen glided through the air for two or three seconds before finally crashing to the ground. His body bounced and rolled, eventually sliding several meters across the scorched earth before coming to a stop.

He gritted his teeth and groaned in pain.

"Is this your plan?"

A speechless sigh came through the communication channel: "I guessed what you were going to do... Never mind, I'll apply for some more subsidies for you."

She couldn't bear to watch any longer; after all, Zhou Chen was just too dedicated.

To make the performance more realistic, he gritted his teeth and took the blow in anger. The testing equipment showed that he had broken both arms and suffered some internal injuries.

Zhou Chen was in so much pain that he lay on the ground for a long time before finally cursing the name of the plant with a strong voice and struggling to get up.

The sleeves of his clothes were torn by brass knuckles, and both arms suffered fractures of varying degrees. Although these injuries were not a big problem for an Ascended, they still hurt, and they hurt a lot...

To be honest, the power of that punch was somewhat beyond his expectations. He thought that his opponent had been tormented by Cang Yan to the point of having lost one-tenth of his strength, and that even if he took a punch head-on, his fate wouldn't be too terrible. But he never expected that his opponent would unleash such terrifying power at the end...

Was I being too sarcastic?

Well, the goal has been achieved anyway.

—Also, remember this: never mock someone in a similar situation. If they get angry and unleash their inner power, leveling up and killing you on the spot, you'll definitely be on the annual joke list…

Zhou Chen looked down at himself. His clothes were torn, and his body was covered in black scorched earth. He looked like someone who had been through a long battle, and it was clear at a glance that he had just gone through a life-or-death struggle.

Very good, the costume is perfect.

He returned to the warehouse and found the masked man lying on the ground, completely unconscious.

After testing the masked man and confirming that he wasn't faking unconsciousness, Zhou Chen stepped forward, enduring the pain of his broken arm, and removed the mask.

His face was ferocious.

As if corroded by sulfuric acid, his face was completely ruined, and all his features were lost.

Zhou Chen couldn't help but gasp: "This shouldn't be enough to find out his information, right?"

"Open his eyes," Jiang Che instructed.

"Oh, pupil recognition." Zhou Chen remembered that this was also possible. He reached out and pried open the masked man's eyelids, stared at the man's eyes for a while, and gave the instrument enough time to scan.

"The results are in. Li Dazhuang, a native of Jinzhu, is 36 years old and has a history of multiple imprisonments. He has been convicted of crimes such as theft, fighting, and suspected involvement in the transportation and sale of prohibited drugs. He also has several murders on his hands, but due to a lack of evidence, he was not sentenced in the end."

He has been imprisoned for a total of fifteen years, with his most recent incarceration three years ago, at which time he was already disfigured.

"Was it done by Han Laohu?"

"Yes, he used to be a henchman of a smuggler called 'Rich Man.' Later, 'Rich Man' offended Han Laohu, and his hideout was secretly raided. He was the only one who survived by sheer luck."

After reading the last bit of information on the screen, Jiang Che turned his gaze back: "The last update on his information was two months ago. After he was released from prison, he worked for 'Iron Python'."

"Iron Python" was also a smuggler.

"Why does it feel like there are so many criminal elements in Jinzhu..." Zhou Chen couldn't help but complain.

"Of course, it's because Jinzhu has a port that can export goods both domestically and internationally."

Jiang Che said matter-of-factly, "It's precisely because there are channels that smugglers flock here, leading to the development of a complete black market industry chain many years ago. Guess who the ultimate beneficiary is?"

"Uh... those entrepreneurs?"

Jiang Che didn't answer, and steered the conversation back to the main topic: "Alright, now's not the time to talk about this. You should leave."

Zhou Chen did not move, but stared intently at the masked man on the ground.

"Speaking of which, this guy's probably useless now, right?"

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The gunfire gradually subsided, and the invaders were almost all killed or wounded, with only a few escaping.

Thanks to Han Laohu's earlier contingency plan, which caught the invaders off guard and eliminated some of their men, they might not have been able to fight their way out.

Now, Han Laohu and Li Ergou's men have all suffered heavy casualties, reduced from more than 20 to seven, and everyone is injured.

boom!

Blood splattered as Han Laohu slammed down the last struggling intruder, panting heavily: "Pull off their masks and take a look."

One of the henchmen stepped forward and yanked off the corpse's hood, exclaiming in astonishment, "Isn't this one of 'Iron Python's' henchmen?"

"Iron Python... very good!" Li Ergou's expression was gloomy. He took out his phone to report, but found that the signal had been lost for some time.

"Forget it, they were definitely prepared."

Han Laohu's face was pale and bloodless from the gunshot wound. He stared at the familiar faces behind the lifted hood and sighed, "Not only 'Iron Python,' but also 'Grey Lady,' 'Qiao Que'..."

They've all made their moves; do they not want us to make peace and want to divide up their spoils?

"In any case, they will have to pay the price."

Li Ergou's face was ashen. He suddenly looked at the dilapidated warehouse in the distance, his expression changing slightly: "That guy's not making a sound, run!"

With only seven wounded remaining, they had no confidence that they could defeat an Ascended.

Just as everyone was preparing to flee, a figure emerged from the warehouse. It wasn't the burly, masked man, but the newcomer wearing the killer mask.

He was covered in dirt and wounds, and should have been in a terrible state, but at this moment he had an inexplicable composure, holding a blood-stained head in his hand, and exuding a murderous aura.

Illuminated by the towering flames behind him, his shadow stretched long and long, revealing a hideous, dark outline, like a monstrous demon emerging from purgatory.

It is terrifying.

thump.

Zhou Chen threw the head in front of everyone, and it rolled right to Han Laohu's feet.

Looking at that familiar face corroded by sulfuric acid, Han Laohu opened his mouth wide and remained silent for a long time.

Without a doubt, this is the one who has transcended, the enemy he came to seek revenge against.

He was beheaded?

He was beheaded by an ordinary person?

Everyone stared at Zhou Chen as if they had seen a ghost. After their eyes met those calm, iron-like black eyes, they couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

"How...how did you do that?" Han Laohu swallowed hard, incredulous.

"I have awakened," Zhou Chen said succinctly.

In the silence, everyone remained silent for a long time. This turn of events was too dramatic for them to accept, and they could hardly believe it.

Isn't something that can be sublimated something beyond imagination?

Han Laohu quickly recovered from his shock and said urgently, "This is not the place to talk. The Star Society must have already detected the chaos. We must leave immediately."

"These bastards must have come by car. Let's go check the factory gate," Li Ergou suggested.

When the group arrived at the factory gate, they indeed saw rows of refrigerated trucks transporting frozen goods.

After eliminating the remaining personnel, everyone hid in the car and drove away.

"Go see the birdman."

Inside the carriage, Han Laohu glared coldly at Li Ergou, threatening him.

Li Ergou only had two henchmen left, and since Zhou Chen, the ascendant, was on Han Laohu's side, he didn't dare to utter a single word.

He guessed that Han Laohu didn't kill him immediately because he wanted to keep him as evidence, so that Birdman and the big shots above wouldn't blame Han Laohu.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen's eyes lit up slightly.

Seeing bird people is great, seeing bird people is great...

That guy was cautious by nature. The intelligence department had been investigating for so long without finding any trace of him. They never expected that he would stumble upon such a good opportunity.

More importantly, the birdman is very likely a smuggler supported by the Eternal Flame.

This opportunity might allow him to further advance his position within the Eternal Flame.

Spalasi...

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