Mo Chuan felt a surge of satisfaction as he saw the demon owl hit by the rocket.
"Qingzi! Catch me!" Mo Chuan retracted his chains and shouted mid-air.
Upon hearing this, Shutendoji waved his hands, and his sake gourd shot into the sky, catching the rapidly descending Mo Chuan.
"How is it? Is that beast dead for sure?" Mo Chuan, seated on the sake gourd, asked Shutendoji as they flew towards a mountain peak.
"It shouldn't be..." Shutendoji narrowed his eyes, leaped onto the sake gourd, and directly flew Mo Chuan towards the police's location.
Meanwhile, the captain, using his spiritual power to replenish another shell, asked Xiao Zhang, "Xiao Zhang, where is that beast?"
Xiao Zhang frowned, looking at the sensor device in his hand, "There's a problem... its position has been stationary in the smoke for a long time. Does it plan to use the smoke as cover?"
The captain, his eyes fixed on the large cloud of smoke in the sky through his scope, froze for a moment. He immediately grabbed the RPG and retreated frantically, shouting, "Get out! Leave here immediately!"
The remaining police officers had just regained their senses when they saw the smoke dissipating in the distance. The demon owl, which should have been there, had already vanished without a trace.
"Ooooowl—"
A long howl came from the front of the three. The demon owl flapped its wings, and a crescent-shaped purple energy wave, like a long blade, swept towards the forest where the group was located.
As the energy wave hit the ground, a massive shockwave carrying wood chips and碎石 (suì shí - shattered stone) swept outwards.
The demon owl howled again and began to circle in the sky, as if searching for something.
A moment later, the captain climbed out of the billowing smoke, his uniform so tattered that it was almost unrecognizable as police attire.
"Cough... cough cough..." The captain coughed a few times and shouted upwards, "Xiao Zhang! Xiao Li! Ah Bai! Lao Yao! Are you alive! Make a sound if you're alive!"
There was no response.
"Damn it... you want to play dirty with me, huh! Since I've got nothing to lose, I don't care about this worthless life anymore! Full power!"
Saying this, the captain gathered spiritual power in both hands, summoning a futuristic-looking twin-barreled anti-aircraft heavy machine gun. With a "boom," he set it on the ground, adjusted the muzzle, and aimed it at the demon owl.
The captain's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth clenched. He glared at the circling demon owl in the sky like an enraged bull, calculating the trajectory.
"Damn it... fire!"
"Captain!"
The sudden cry caused him to stagger. The captain quickly turned his head, searching for the source of the voice in the dense smoke.
"Did I mishear? The dead cannot be resurrected... alas..." The captain turned back dejectedly, continuing to ready the machine gun to fight the demon owl to the death.
"Captain!"
This time, it was definitely not a hallucination. The captain quickly turned around and saw a chain growing larger and larger in front of him.
...
"Thank you, young man. If it weren't for you, our squad would have been wiped out by that beast. What rank of ability users are you and your girlfriend?" The captain, looking at his largely unharmed teammates, couldn't help but thank Mo Chuan and Shutendoji. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"We are only rank four ability users. We just happened to help you four comrades when we came out of the carriage," Mo Chuan said, waving his hand. "Officer, this forest won't hide us for long. We need to find a way to deal with this demon beast quickly."
"This..." The captain hesitated for a long time and then said to Mo Chuan, "This demon owl has reached rank seven. It's estimated that only my anti-aircraft machine gun can inflict fatal damage on it. Moreover, it excels at evasion and illusionary clones. The reason it wasn't injured by the rocket barrage earlier was because it used its demonic arts. So..."
"If I can control it for half a minute, can you kill it?"
"Yes! Of course! What do you plan to do?"
"We do this... this..."
...
The demon owl circled for a long time before finally locating the police and Mo Chuan in the forest. It let out a long howl and unleashed another energy wave.
This time, they dispersed and did not directly confront the demon owl's attack.
Then, amidst the dust and smoke, several police officers shone their flashlights, flickering towards the demon owl's eyes.
After a while, the demon owl's eyes were irritated by the flashlight beams. It let out a roar, flapped its wings, and lowered its altitude, intending to eliminate those annoying insects.
Suddenly, a black-haired woman appeared in front of it, blocking the demon owl's path.
The demon owl howled and intended to crush this presumptuous obstruction into a pulp.
Shutendoji let out a sharp cry, her right hand enveloped in ghost fire, transforming into a giant purple fist. She then charged directly at the demon owl on the sake gourd.
The demon owl looked cunning. Seeing that the situation was not right, it immediately stopped lowering its altitude, allowing Shutendoji to rush past it from below, while it could attack from above with its claws.
But just as it was about to ambush the presumptuous woman, it realized that there was a man behind her.
And... this green chain... why does it look so much like the one that just bound its claws...
Mo Chuan gave the demon owl no time to react. His eyes flashed with a dim light, and he directly used [Mental Pollution] on the demon owl.
The demon owl faltered, but its powerful mental force allowed it to quickly regain its senses. Just as the fear effect wore off, it found Mo Chuan's grappling hook already extending towards its neck.
The demon owl frantically flapped its wings, stabilized itself, and intended to use its demonic arts. Suddenly, it felt as if its head had been struck by a heavy hammer, its entire mind becoming like mush, unable to think of anything.
*Puchi—*
The sharp hook on the grappling hook pierced the demon owl's left shoulder. Purple-black feathers mixed with dark red blood scattered around instantly.
"Fire!"
Seeing the demon owl controlled by Mo Chuan, the captain immediately pulled the trigger. Blue flames spewed from the muzzle of the machine gun, firing deadly "fireworks" that continuously pierced and ignited the demon owl's body.
"Ooooowl—"
After a mournful cry, the demon owl transformed into a large burning fireball and plunged into the nearby forest, trailing a long plume of black smoke.
...
Qingzhou, Dongyue City
The thin old man held a few broken bamboo pieces, arranging them carefully. After a moment, he took out a few more similar bamboo pieces, compared them, and continued arranging them.
*Bang!!!*
The wooden door was violently pushed open. A pale-faced man walked in, his silver eyes looking at the old man. He spoke in a sibilant, androgynous voice, "Old Toad, is the military strategy book pieced together yet?"
"Don't rush... By the way, have you found my new subordinate?"
"There's no suitable one. Do you think it's easy to find ghost cultivators with strength and talent in the Dragon Country? You don't have many people left under you, do you?"
The old man raised an eyelid and said to the man, "Old Cicada, what do you mean?"
"We've known each other for so long, can't you understand?"
"..." The old man put down the bamboo pieces, his cloudy eyes casting a sharp green gaze. After a moment of silence, he said, "Speak, what is it."
"Bird Beak was almost dealt with by someone when he went to deal with that Mo Chuan. It's probably those idle people from Tian Gan. The man leaned in and stared at the old man, saying, "Mo Chuan has been sent out of Jianzhou by my plan. You personally go out, find an uninhabited place, and bury him."
The old man pondered for a moment and nodded, "How many people can I get?"
"Five, two of them are rank six."
"Alright, deal."
The old man chuckled, as if he had obtained something incredibly precious.