Chapter 328: Chapter 328

328: Chapter 108: Southern Heaven Single Blade 328: Chapter 108: Southern Heaven Single Blade A Life-Chasing Ranger was counting the captives in front of him.

Described as “captives” but they were no different from “objects” anymore.

These captives were all bare brains, some with chips still stuck to the brain-machine interfaces, potentially due to poor contact.

These brains were sealed in jars.

With no prosthetic bodies and physically disconnected from networks, no matter how heaven-defying your internal and external skills cultivation was, escaping was impossible.

All he was doing now was tallying numbers based on the battle reports.

Meanwhile, a cold-blooded ranger was waiting for two comrades to change their prosthetic bodies.

These two comrades, along with this ranger, had their prosthetic bodies damaged in the battle with the Burrow Dragons.

The damage was not severe; they could even walk out on their own and return to this temporary station.

The station was already equipped with maintenance instruments that could swiftly replace the damaged parts of the prosthetic bodies.

Just as “Jianghu” caused asymmetrical wear on “the entire Protector,” the ranger squad now also experienced an “asymmetrical wear” against the Burrow Dragon squad.

The waiting cold-blooded ranger sent a message to the counting Life-Chasing Ranger, asking, “How’s the battle situation now?”

“You can also see that, up to now, only three have completely died,” said the Life-Chasing Ranger nonchalantly, “But the results aren’t good.”

The cold-blooded ranger glanced at a row of jars on the ground: “That’s all the captives we’ve got.”

The real metallurgy experts haven’t been seen yet,” said the ranger.

In every Burrowing Dragon community, there would be some experts in metallurgy and materials science.

They mastered how to efficiently extract usable metals from ores, how to purify raw materials.

Moreover, they also provided Heroes with “customized external armors” — this helped avoid Heroes continually using seized armors or making armors from open-source formulas, which would be disadvantageous in intelligence and ill-prepared for high-frequency blades and sonic blades.

And the number of such experts was usually linked to the number of Burrow Dragons.

“From the active areas of these brains, none of these guys are metallurgy experts,” said the Life-Chasing Ranger, “This is a large Burrowing Dragon community; just the captive count is so high, there must be six to eight metallurgy experts and about four professional managers.

But these experts and managers haven’t shown up yet.

They must have moved out.”

The cold-blooded ranger nodded: “You haven’t gone down there.

That place is truly huge… According to intelligence, those rats have been digging for decades, haven’t they?”

“Perhaps even longer?” The Life-Chasing Ranger shrugged his shoulders.

That then became his last action.

A bullet pierced his head.

Almost simultaneously, a sonorous song came from the side.

“Lift your head and look, oh, heaven and earth so vast~”

The remaining three rangers couldn’t help but follow the sound, only to see a tall Martial Artist charging toward them!

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After a series of intense explosions, the old man led Scott to run, accelerating.

But, within just a few minutes, the old man stopped.

He sighed, “It’s too late… damn it… young man, I shouldn’t have taken you this way.”

Scott was silent for a moment: “What happened?”

“Those guys seem to have found the correct direction.

They directly used controlled demolition…”

Scott was puzzled: “Can they really blast from above down here?

That doesn’t seem scientific, does it?”

“No, we obviously wouldn’t construct tunnels in two layers, but they can still collapse our path,” the old man explained, “This group of houndhawks is really something.

First, the computational resources they can call upon are horrifying; they quickly used already-gathered data to estimate the general underground structure and aligned it with real combat data.

Next, they are fearless.”

“They dare to use tunneling explosives in this kind of environment, completely disregarding the stress of the mountain.

They are very sure, even if they get buried, they can be rescued, or even if they die, they will be compensated,” said the old man, “Just now, the amount and location they used were enough to alter this underground tunnel’s condition.

Ahead is going to be a dangerous area, I fear a couple more blows…”

Before he finished speaking, the ground shook violently again.

Then, a rumbling sound came from directly in front.

Scott sighed in relief: “Good thing we stopped here.”

The old man fell silent.

“Let’s head back, we’ll take another path.”

There were several branches in this tunnel, but the old man chose not to take any of them.

Scott laughed: “Old Senior still keeping secrets at this time.

There are other exits nearby, aren’t there?”

“The path ahead, the exit is in a multi-rock mountain area, a bit more concealed.

I originally planned to take you out and then come back,” said the old man.

As they spoke, they started running.

But soon, the sound of explosives echoed in the tunnel again.

This time, even Scott heard clearly.

The explosion occurred right on the tunnel they were in.

Sounds of footsteps also rose at the same time.

The old man paused and said, “Impossible…

Scott said, “I’ve heard that in the Burrowing Dragon Community area, there are many paths only locals can traverse.

Old Senior, you have been taking these large tunnels for my sake, and I am grateful.

You can still leave, right?”

The old man stared at Scott, “This is…

I can leave, but you…”

“Please give me the route map for leaving, Old Senior.

Just one will be enough,” said Scott.

“I will try to fight my way out.”

The old man said with a horrified tone, “This time, the Houndhawks are formidable, and you can’t even stand straight, let alone dance with a sword…”

“Then, Old Senior, there is no need for you to join me in a sure death,” Scott pushed the scabbard to his waist, “Knowing that my old buddies died at the hands of these professionals, I would not feel wronged.”

The old man nodded, transmitted a route map, and said, “Be careful on your own.”

With that, he took a few steps back.

There was a crack in the rock wall, roughly patched up with metal materials, easy to overlook unless examined closely.

The old man quickly squeezed through it.

Scott then drew his sword.

With a “hiss,” the high-pressure nitrogen gas was released from the scabbard, and the sword handle with the blade came out of the scabbard.

It was also a Sonicon Blade.

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In his earlier years, he had a fortunate encounter, profiting from the conflict between government experts and the Great Hero of the Green Forest by snatching this set of blades, and progressively accumulated matching batteries and capacitors, thereby establishing the renown of “Southern Heaven Single Blade.”

“Now it’s a gamble for life,” Scott closed his eyes, chose a mathematically promising frequency commonly used by government External Armor, and slowly aimed the longsword forward.

The sword was nearly two meters long, but the tunnel was also about two meters high.

He couldn’t swing the sword as a normal swordsman would.

But that also meant that if he could produce a flurry of Sword Blossoms in front of him, he could protect himself.

“First form, Gear of the Non-Thought, auspicious,” said Scott as he assumed the first stance he had created.

He felt this was a good sign.

The tunnel itself had a curve, and the enemy was also cautiously advancing.

Just as they were about to reach the maximum distance where they could see him, Scott released energy from both feet.

Several flashes of sword light almost simultaneously appeared beside the leading Mobile Cavalry.

Scott seemed to have wagered right; the Mobile Cavalry’s External Armor flaked off like the crispy shell or pastry of traditional food.

Southern Heaven Single Blade stepped forward, sweeping the sword to the left, pushing back the second Mobile Cavalry, while simultaneously punching through the chest of the one who lost his External Armor.

Yet this Mobile Cavalry was also battle-hardened, who, even when about to lose power, made a “lock” move with the last bit of energy, hindering Scott from pulling his fist out of his body.

Several electromagnetic waves rapidly exchanged information among the remaining Mobile Cavalry.

[It’s a Sonicon Blade.]

[Assumed hostile unit identified as second-priority target, Southern Heaven Single Blade Scott.]

[Attack Group 03, 04.]

The last two members of the Mobile Cavalry suddenly adopted a bow stance, leaning their whole bodies forward while keeping their centers of gravity as low as possible.

Scott had just dealt with the second Mobile Cavalry and pulled out his fist.

He sensed a dangerous aura, hurriedly angled his sword diagonally, hoping to block the enemy’s charge or at least achieve mutual destruction.

In such a space, he couldn’t make a sideways sword swing.

All that was heard was a sonic boom.

The two Mobile Cavalry had already appeared behind Scott, each holding a one-meter-long sword horizontally in mid-air.

Scott’s sword was split into two, the upper half already flying away and the lower half still held by the magnetic levitation device.

But his leg was broken, and his External Armor was completely stripped away.

The longsword in one Mobile Cavalry’s hand quickly spread cracks before shattering by itself.

The sword blade and handle were also connected by magnetic levitation.

The two Mobile Cavalry had, unexpectedly, also used Sonicon Blades, specifically modified for indoor combat.

Electromagnetic Draw Sword, two hundred and sixth moves.

As there were too many moves to name each individually, the “Standard Sonicon Blade Technique” required a scabbard capable of electromagnetic ejection to assist, essentially firing the blade from the scabbard while the handle reconvenes with it mid-air—a special Ultimate Technique.

As Scott fell, one of the two Mobile Cavalry also still displayed fine, barely discernible “blade marks” that began to expand gradually like a growing scar.

This was an injury inflicted by the Sonicon Blade.

If it had been a one-on-one sword skill duel, Scott would have won.

While both opponents attacked, one had its External Armor sliced up by him, and during the action of cutting open his External Armor, the other had its sword blade twisted and broken by him.

The successful one only managed to sever Scott’s leg by the momentum of the charge.

But the Mobile Cavalry had other comrades.

Scott roared and swung his broken sword, creating a watertight Sword Blossom barrier.

However, following a gun shot, a bullet lodged into Sterk’s spine.

Before the Hero could switch to automatic mode, the Mobile Cavalry with the shattered sword leaped back.

The leading Mobile Cavalry transmitted: [Command system, second-priority target, Southern Heaven Single Blade Scott has been subdued…

There was no response.

Trouble had struck above.