More than a month ago, when Chen Shouyi went to Dongning to pick up his aunt, he faced these powerful totem Barbarians with great effort, and even then, life or death was uncertain. But now, he can kill effortlessly.

In this past month, his agility has increased by 0.7 points in total, and his strength has also increased by 0.6 points.

Calculating at 0.01 for a 5% improvement of the original attribute, both have improved by 35% and 30% respectively, which is an astonishing progress. In terms of combat power, it's like going from being evenly matched to crushing dominance.

Even facing an attack from four or five Barbarians of such strength, he can confidently kill them one by one, remaining unscathed himself.

Chen Shouyi sprinted along the way and suddenly stopped at an intersection, immediately pressing his body against the wall of a building.

The sound of wind and dense footsteps echoed in his ears.

The fight just moments ago had alerted the surrounding Barbarians.

Blood dripped drop by drop from his Long Sword. Chen Shouyi took a deep breath, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Seconds later, a group of seven Barbarians ran past him and stopped at the intersection.

One Barbarian sniffed and instinctively glanced in Chen Shouyi's direction.

Only to see a blurred shadow rapidly approaching, a hint of fear flashed across his face:

"Enem—"

The first word was still rolling in his throat, and then it stopped abruptly. He stood motionless as his head slowly rolled off his neck.

A Barbarian quickly reacted, and just as he drew his sword, a flash of a blade sliced through, severing half his head like a watermelon, revealing pink brain matter.

Chen Shouyi dispatched two Barbarians with two consecutive sword strikes, expressionless as he stepped towards the third Barbarian.

The terrified Barbarian retreated repeatedly, his face twisted with fear. The next moment, his expression froze completely, as his neck was blasted through by a stabbing sword, leaving only a layer of skin, about an inch wide, intact.

Another Barbarian tried to seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but Chen Shouyi twisted his body and kicked heavily at his side. Accompanied by a series of bone-cracking sounds, the Barbarian's body twisted unnaturally, flew out, and lay on the ground motionless.

Without looking at the result, Chen Shouyi rushed towards the last few Barbarians.

The remaining three Barbarians had already been scared to the point of collapse; one even collapsed to the ground, desperately scrambling and crawling backward.

Chen Shouyi instantly reached in front of him, his toes heavily tapped his chest cavity.

Like an explosion, his chest skin and flesh burst open, his chest cavity collapsed entirely, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a pillar.

He continued his speed towards the other two...

This was a complete massacre.

Completely powerless to resist.

...

Three seconds later.

The ground was littered with corpses.

Without a glance, Chen Shouyi quickly moved away and soon disappeared from sight.

...

In front of a fifth-floor window of an office building.

"Damn it!" Chen Shouyi looked at the large number of Barbarian patrols appearing on the street, his face grim:

"The Church's stronghold is definitely nearby, or there couldn't be such a formidable guard force."

Even with his current confidence in strength, he didn't dare to act recklessly at this moment.

That would be asking for death, and furthermore, several Barbarians gave him a sense of danger.

He withdrew his gaze, leaned his body against the wall, and checked the time:

"It's almost eleven, I must come up with a plan." He slowly caressed the rough pattern of the sword hilt with his fingers, pondering silently.

At this moment, a thought struck Chen Shouyi, and his expression became invigorated.

He immediately left the room and quickly ran towards the corridor.

In half a minute, he slashed off the lock on the rooftop door with his sword and pushed it open.

This office building has thirty floors, it's the tallest structure in this area. From here, everything below was visible at a glance.

Below, the Barbarians seemed to have mobilized in full force, searching for his whereabouts everywhere.

At this moment, he quickly lowered his head and squatted down.

He noticed that quite a few rooftops of buildings had Barbarians standing on them.

"Is this necessary?"

"Just because I killed a dozen Barbarians!"

He grumbled inwardly, cautiously hunching down and carefully observing around, then picked up a bamboo stick from the ground, walked to the rooftop's iron door, and gently set the wooden strip on it.

Even if the Barbarians found this place and pushed the door open, it would cause a huge commotion.

After doing all of this, Chen Shouyi found a corner and immediately sat down.

He sank into deep concentration.

Then entered the memory world of the Gray Mist Space.

...

An hour and a half later, Chen Shouyi opened his eyes again, his gaze bright and sharp.

"So, this is it, who would've thought the cult's stronghold is inside the nearby subway station!"

He checked the attribute panel and felt a pang of regret as he saw only 0.7 Energy Points remaining.

"Thankfully, it's all worth it. Without the deduction from the memory world, acting rashly, I might have already died."

At this time, he keenly heard a commotion of footsteps and the voices of Barbarians:

"I smelled the disgusting scent of humans, he's definitely still here."

"It's up top!"

...

"Finally, they found this place!" Chen Shouyi's face turned cold, he stood up and looked at an adjacent building, then took a running start and made a bold leap.

The fierce wind whooshed past.

Under the moonlight, he leaped over tens of meters, landing heavily on the opposite rooftop.

With several rolls to disperse the impact, Chen Shouyi's figure quickly stabilized.

A Barbarian who was watching around the rooftop was about to cry out in surprise when Chen Shouyi swiftly beheaded him with a single stroke.

He swiftly leaped forward between the buildings.

"He's in the air!"

"Human invader!"

"Kill him!"

As if a hornet's nest had been poked, the shouting of the Barbarians echoed incessantly. Some even mimicked Chen Shouyi, leaping between the rooftops, relentlessly pursuing him.

However, at this moment, Chen Shouyi didn't care about being exposed. As long as he didn't encounter the terrifying strong ones guarding their lair, most Barbarians were not much of a threat to him, provided their numbers were not overwhelming.

Hearing the faint roar of airplanes approaching, Chen Shouyi perked up.

A few minutes later, he suddenly stopped on a rooftop of a five-story building, took out a laser device, placed it on the rooftop, and pressed the switch.

Instantly, a blinding green light pierced the sky.

Dozens of fighter jets circling above Ningzhou suddenly changed direction, flying swiftly towards this spot.

This type of laser bombardment guidance didn't need to be too accurate. With the current mechanical fire control, it couldn't be too precise anyway. Knowing the general position was enough.

After doing all this, Chen Shouyi didn't dare stay longer. He randomly chose a direction, pushed off the ground, and quickly escaped.

The time was of the essence now.

It was imaginable that soon, this area would become a sea of flames. If he couldn't escape in time, even he might get caught in the bombardment.

The wind howled down the street, and Chen Shouyi sprinted at a speed of over a hundred meters per second.

Twenty seconds later, the first wave of the bombardment had already arrived.

...

Chen Shouyi couldn't resist his curiosity and glanced back. It was a sea of red flames, half the sky seemed to be set ablaze.

The surrounding buildings collapsed one by one like blocks, swallowed by the fire.

Even the subway stations, under such bombardment, would be hardly stronger than tofu!

At this time, he saw dozens of Barbarians, relentless in their pursuit from seven or eight hundred meters behind, being swept by a terrifying shockwave and flung into the air.

Chen Shouyi shivered all over, exerted all his strength, and ran desperately.

He ran continuously for five or six kilometers before gradually slowing down, panting heavily with a weary expression.

The distant sky was still a scene of red, as numerous fighter jets, like shadows of death, continuously dropped bombs, causing the bombardment area to keep expanding.

Even here, he could feel waves of scorching heat continuously rolling in.

For some reason, Chen Shouyi suddenly remembered what that officer said:

"This is war!"

He relaxed entirely, sitting down on the curb.

Suddenly, he felt like having a cigarette.

Only now did he understand why so many Martial Artists were addicted to smoking.

It's for nothing else.

Simply too stressful.

He noticed shadows flickering in the windows of a nearby residential area, but no one came out.

Nearby, the door of a church suddenly opened.

A disheveled middle-aged man hurriedly stepped onto the street, staring blankly at the vast fire in the distance.

He stared for a long time before noticing Chen Shouyi by the roadside.

With a frown, he tried to muster an authoritative tone and said, "How dare you not realize there's a curfew going on? What are you doing here?"

Chen Shouyi glanced at him and said nothing.

A flash of anger crossed the middle-aged man's face. Ever since becoming a Priest, no one had dared to ignore his questions.

Just as he was about to reprimand, he suddenly noticed the long sword tightly held in the other's hand and the bloodstains, his heart sinking. He quickly retreated, shouting loudly, "Someone, someone, a desecrator…"

With a blank expression, Chen Shouyi took a stride and slapped him to the ground, his neck bending in a grotesque manner.

Without looking at the result, he continued forward.

After a few steps, a group of five or six people, all part of a human night patrol team, jogged around the street corner, holding a variety of weapons from wooden sticks to machetes, even a fireman's axe. Only the leader held a rifle.

"Stop, don't move!"

"It's the Priest!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Quick, quickly capture him, or else we're all dead." The leader turned pale with fright. With the Priest killed on the street, their patrol team would be the first to be blamed. He quickly released the rifle's safety and aimed at Chen Shouyi.

Chen Shouyi didn't feel any anger, instead finding it somewhat amusing.

Two young men rushed over to subdue him, but upon touching him, they were thrown back by a tremendous force, flying five or six meters before crashing into the buildings on either side, sliding to the ground with no further movement.

He kept walking towards the crowd.

Seeing this, the middle-aged leader couldn't help but swallow and kept retreating, shouting loudly with false bravado, "Stop, or I'll shoot."

"Die for me!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Chen Shouyi didn't dodge, only shielding his eyes with his hand.

The bullets struck his body and were quickly deflected by his muscles. He touched the hit areas with his left hand and found he was unscathed.

"As expected, rifles are already useless against me…" he thought to himself.

He quickly stepped forward, his long sword sweeping horizontally. The remaining three froze all over, and the next moment, three heads rolled down, blood spurting from their necks.

ps: Writing too slowly, couldn't make it in time.

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