I, Lord of Prayer

·

In room 405, the manager summoned the remaining henchmen, opened the hidden door to the office, entered the password to open the safe, and took out weapons and equipment, distributing them to everyone. ♤🐍 ❻9Şℍยא.ⓒＯ𝓜 😾♬Google search reading

"Get your gear ready and go kill that bastard! We only have one option left: fight to the death!"

His face contorted with rage as he said, "Don't think you can live by surrendering. Think about what we've done; the Stellar Society will never let us off the hook... Rather than being used as experimental subjects and subjected to all sorts of excruciating torture, it's better to die a quick death. Maybe we can even take an Ascended One with us!"

Those present were all desperate criminals with several lives on their hands. They had been prepared to die from the very first day they entered the black market. Now, they felt little fear; instead, their ferocity was aroused, and they wiped their long guns and short cannons with murderous intent.

"Old Li, Old Sun, you two have received a lot of care from the boss, and you owe him many lives. Now it's time for you to repay him."

The steward coldly opened an iron box containing two metal syringes. The viscous liquid sealed inside was dark green and exuded an eerie aura.

In the crowd, two smugglers silently stepped forward, took the syringes, and turned to walk away without a word.

"You all spray your odor masking spray to avoid being accidentally injured," the manager said, taking a can of spray from the safe and throwing it on the ground.

Everyone picked up the spray and sprayed themselves. Soon, a nauseating stench filled the air.

Soon, everyone was fully armed, carrying all sorts of guns, cannons, and even metalworking equipment as they poured out of the office.

As the noise faded into the distance, the manager's eyes darkened as he looked at the last item in the safe, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Since we're going to fight to the death, let's go all the way..."

·

·

In the processing plant.

Ding Ding Deng!

Each step of the iron-black exoskeleton armor was like a leap, covering several meters, much like a truck speeding along at high speed, demonstrating a movement speed beyond that of ordinary people.

Once the system aimed at the fleeing figure ahead, the machine gun on its shoulder began to spin, unleashing terrifying whips of lightning and fire that instantly shattered processing machines along the production line, sending sparks flying everywhere.

At the same time, Zhou Chen finally spotted two crates that "Birdman" had secretly placed among a pile of crates not far away, and rushed toward them without hesitation.

  Updates take time and effort, so please remember to share 101kanshu.com.

At that moment, he unleashed astonishing speed, even faster than a machine gun could turn around, and sprinted to the box, opening it with lightning speed.

Instead of grabbing the T-type vibrating hammer first, he put on a metal arm guard.

Behind him, red-hot bullets tore through the air and whistled towards him. The man inside the exoskeleton armor grinned maliciously, as if he had already foreseen Zhou Chen's fate of being torn to pieces.

In a flash, Zhou Chen raised his hand, and a metallic matrix of light shone on his metal arm guard. The specially crafted alloy spun and unfolded in a stepped pattern, forming a circular shield that protected him behind him. ¤ (¯´☆✭.¸_)¤ ❻❾𝕤Ħᵘא.ⒸⓄ𝐦 ¤(_¸.✭☆´¯) ¤

Ding ding ding ding...

A hail of bullets swept in, the immense impact causing Zhou Chen to slide backward repeatedly, leaving two charred footprints on the ground.

After several dozen seconds of gunfire, the red-hot barrel stopped spinning, and the last few spent cartridge cases fell to the ground with a crisp sound, mingling with the scalding hot cartridge cases that had already rolled all over the ground.

The man inside the exoskeleton armor stared intently at the signs of life detected by the system interface, incredulous—the other party was still alive!

Amidst the drifting dust, Zhou Chen glanced at the alloy shield; aside from some minor dents, it was otherwise undamaged.

This specially made synthetic metal is extremely hard, ridiculously hard.

He walked forward, picked up the T-shaped concussion hammer from the ground, looked at the black iron armor in the distance, and grinned:

"—Now it's my turn."

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched violently, a chill ran down his spine, and he decisively raised his left hand, aiming the grenade launcher at Zhou Chen. Bang!

However, without the suppressive fire of the machine gun, the grenades were no longer a threat to Zhou Chen in such an open area. He exerted his leg muscles and suddenly moved to the side to avoid the explosion of the grenades. He raised his shield in one hand and gripped the concussion hammer in the other and ran wildly.

The burly man was a ruthless veteran who had experienced many battles. He didn't panic. He activated the miniature submachine gun mounted on his exoskeleton armor and aimed it specifically at Zhou Chen's legs.

As if he had anticipated this, Zhou Chen kept turning and dodging the bullets. Puffs of smoke rose rapidly from the ground behind him, following his footsteps, but no matter what he did, they couldn't hit him.

Before the burly man could finish firing a burst of bullets from his submachine gun, Zhou Chen was already in front of him.

—So close at hand.

Zhou Chen pressed the start switch on the vibrating hammer, adjusting the power to the maximum. A buzzing sound of vibration erupted from the hammerhead, a metallic roar.

He swung his arm, using terrifying strength exceeding several thousand kilograms, to accelerate the concussion hammer to an unbelievable degree in an instant, pouring all his power into this air-piercing strike.

"eighty!"

collapse!

Amid the roar of clashing steel, a blinding flash of light appeared, followed by fine cracks appearing on the exoskeleton armor centered on the deeply dented point of impact, spreading outwards in layers.

Amidst the shattered metal fragments, the burly man flew through the air, smashing through processing machines before finally coming to a stop after tumbling dozens of meters on the ground. The torso of his exoskeleton armor was twisted, deformed, and mangled beyond recognition.

"Cough cough cough..."

The burly man coughed weakly a few times, spitting out a large amount of blood and fragments of internal organs—his organs and bones were shattered by the resonance effect of the concussion hammer at the moment of impact.

Therefore, he died within seconds. 💥😺 69ร𝔥Ⓤχ.𝓬𝐨𝕄 ♧☮

"That hammer is awesome."

Zhou Chen couldn't help but admire it; such power was truly astonishing, capable of shattering even exoskeleton armor with a single blow.

"Jiang Che, where is that group's transaction taking place?" he asked.

We've got the equipment; now it's time to unleash our full power.

"Turn left after you go out. They've already realized what's going on in that warehouse 300 meters away. If you're going to make a move, you'd better act quickly." Jiang Che's tone wasn't in a hurry.

With such a commotion, the Star Society's monitoring equipment had already detected the anomaly, and a suppression team is currently on its way there. Those smugglers will not be able to escape no matter what.

Zhou Chen walked out of the factory with a hammer, looked around, and quickly found the warehouse.

He arrived at the warehouse door and heard several people talking loudly inside.

"What's going on? Why are there gunshots?!"

"Calm down, calm down, put down the gun. This is our territory, there won't be any problems."

"Damn it, are you guys trying to double-cross us?"

"Bullshit! If you wanted to fight, why wait until now! Calm down, put your guns away. Maybe Birdman and Snow White sent people to cause trouble!"

"...Listen, the gunfire has stopped. They've probably taken care of everything. I'll contact the boss to see what's going on."

Outside the warehouse, Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly, "Listen up, you inside! You are surrounded! Put down your weapons and surrender immediately. Don't make any futile struggles!"

—I'm a man of my word. Surrender and you won't be killed!

By the way, the Stars Association asked me to pass on a message to everyone: as long as you surrender honestly and confess all the shady things you've done, you'll be spared the death penalty. Those who perform exceptionally well can even replace the boss and live a life of luxury and happiness!

Spaces are limited, so hurry and register if you'd like! First come, first served!

The warehouse fell silent immediately.

Two or three seconds later, a burst of gunfire rang out, and countless bullets pierced through the iron gate and flew in.

"They're lackeys of the Star Society!"

"Damn it, kill them! I'd rather die than fall into the hands of the Star Society!"

"Where's the rocket launcher? Where's my rocket launcher? Blast that lackey of the Star Society to smithereens!"

"Damn it, you guys actually brought rocket launchers to the trade?"

"..."

Zhou Chen dodged the bullets, not expecting to subdue these smugglers with just a few words. After all, these heinous criminals knew very well the consequences of falling into the hands of the Stars Society, which would be far more than just the death penalty.

Drug experiments, alchemical ritual experiments, Ascended ability experiments, forbidden ability experiments, forbidden object containment condition experiments...

All sorts of experiments, more terrifying and cruel than death, awaited them.

Therefore, they would rather die than be captured alive.

But what does that have to do with Zhou Chen? He's just going through the motions to avoid trouble later.

He didn't care whether he was given a demerit or not; what he was really worried about was being forced to write several thousand words more about the reasons for the murder when he wrote the report. That would be too torturous. What would he have to come up with?

"Jiang Che, you saw it all. They refused to listen to reason and even attacked the Star Society's agents," Zhou Chen said righteously.

Jiang Che simply couldn't be bothered with him.

After the gunfire subsided, Zhou Chen kicked open the warehouse door, used alchemy to conjure a small metal ball with his bare hands, and threw it inside.

A blinding flash erupted in the warehouse.

The smugglers in the warehouse didn't have the goggles of the exoskeleton armor, and they all screamed and covered their eyes, feeling the pain of their retinas being burned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Chen rushed in. He killed the nearest armed smuggler with a single blow, snatched the gun from the man, and fired a burst of fire with one hand, blowing the heads off several smugglers who were still blind—these men were carrying grenades, rocket launchers, and other lethal weapons.

After eliminating the most threatening individuals, he casually tossed aside his weapon, stepped behind a smuggler, knocked him unconscious, and then moved on to the next one... In less than half a minute, he had captured several prisoners alive.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Zhou Chen turned his head to the side and saw faint breathing sounds and a heart pounding with extreme tension coming from behind the pile of debris.

"Come out, or should I throw a grenade at you?"

"I...I'll come out...Don't kill me..."

Unexpectedly, the response was quite childish. A boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old walked out from behind the pile of junk with his hands raised, trembling with fear.

Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow slightly and pointed to the ground: "Throw away the gun and the knife."

"Yes..." The boy carefully unbuckled his belt, throwing the dagger and pistol on it to the ground. Then he knelt down obediently, covering his head, and forced a fawning smile at Zhou Chen.

"Big brother, please, please don't kill me! I surrender! I have a good memory, I know many of the 'Grey Lady's' secrets, I know their secret warehouses, I know their trading routes..."

"Are there really smugglers this young?"

Looking at that young face, Zhou Chen couldn't help but ask a question on the communication channel.

"It's normal. Some people are influenced by family or external factors and end up on a path of crime."

Jiang Che glanced at the information on the screen next to him and said coldly, "The person in front of you is called Sun Xiaojun. His parents are both involved in the black market. When he was eleven years old, he got into a fight and blinded the other person in one eye. In the end, he paid some money and the matter was dropped. When he was thirteen years old, he raped a twelve-year-old girl. Because of the Law on the Protection of Minors, he was not sentenced and spent two years in a detention center."

While he was in prison, his parents' gang smuggled an Abyss Cursed Artifact. During the smuggling operation, the artifact went out of control, resulting in the annihilation of the entire gang. After his release, he went to join his older brother, who was involved in the black market. Over the years, he had committed numerous crimes, including murder and arson.

Two months ago, he raped a woman, and fearing she would call the police, he poured gasoline on his car and set it on fire… The woman was rescued by passersby and taken to the hospital, but she remains in the intensive care unit.

Zhou Chen lowered his eyes, indifferently scrutinizing the extremely humble face in front of him.

He bent down, picked up the tactical belt, opened the holster, and took out the pistol inside.

"The Desert Eagle is doing quite well, isn't it?"

"No, no... this was a gift from my eldest sister..." Sun Xiaojun said in a trembling voice.

Zhou Chen took out the magazine and glanced at it—it was full of bullets.

He pushed the magazine back in, reloaded, and pointed the dark muzzle at Sun Xiaojun's forehead.

Sun Xiaojun's pupils constricted sharply, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me if I surrendered...? Please don't kill me, I know many of 'Lady Grey's' secrets..."

The intense shadow of death was so close that he couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh, I did say that."

Zhou Chen shrugged nonchalantly: "But I suddenly changed my mind."

Bang.

A gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared on Sun Xiaojun's forehead. Blood splattered, and his body collapsed to the ground.

Zhou Chen casually tossed aside his gun without even glancing at it, walked out of the warehouse, and prepared to take out several of Iron Python's henchmen.

"Be careful, they're all equipped with gear and alchemy tools..." Jiang Che's voice suddenly paused.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chen asked.

She said, "There are two people who have been injected with the Abyss Virus and are undergoing mutation; you'll encounter them soon."

"What?"

Zhou Chen was stunned. The next second, two loud wolf howls rang out from afar.

He was insane, filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Even without Jiang Che saying anything, Zhou Chen had already guessed it.

—Abyssal creature: Werewolf!

……

P.S.: Two things to note. Qidian is currently undergoing server maintenance, so comments and complaints can't be posted, but they can still be seen in the author backend. It should be back up in a couple of days.

The second issue is the update problem. I am ashamed and repentant. I have been updating too infrequently lately, and the times have been very late. I will try to adjust my update time and write more.

If you have any creative ideas, feel free to share them in the comments section after the maintenance is finished in a couple of days. I'll take them into consideration (I'm trying to crowdfund a book).

()

Remember the official website in 1 second: . Mobile version reading URL: