Most Sequence 9s are called transcendents, but in reality, they are only slightly stronger than average people.
Because their Sequences are different, their areas of expertise also vary.
For a Corpse Bearer at Sequence 9, three characteristics usually manifest.
First, increased strength!
This is an effect of the promotion potion, helping a Corpse Bearer carry bodies more easily.
Second, a dull sense of smell.
This is considered a side effect of the promotion potion, adjusting based on the scent of death on the Corpse Bearer's body.
The stronger the stench of a corpse, the duller the sense of smell becomes, reaching a point where the Corpse Bearer cannot smell it at all.
Consequently, a Corpse Bearer often cannot smell their own stench, while others find it incredibly obvious.
Third, sluggish movements.
This point is the most fatal. One must wait until they promote to Coroner for their movements to return to normal, at which point sluggish movements are replaced by a dullness to pain.
So, even though Xiao Zhe was a transcendent, he was only slightly stronger than a normal person.
A bullet through the brain would still kill him!
But at this moment, Xiao Zhe could no longer care about anything else. His mind was filled with only one thought.
Kill Xiao Yue!
Kill Zhao Zhi!
Avenge Xiao Yu!
Seeing Xiao Zhe charging toward him, Zhao Zhi fired while retreating.
The gunshots quickly caught the attention of the security officers.
“Hands on your head, get down!”
A security officer roared, already pulling a handgun from his holster.
But Zhao Zhi acted as if he heard nothing. Although they were both Sequence 9s, Zhao Zhi was of the Killer pathway.
In terms of firearm proficiency alone, he was far beyond what a Ward Guard or an Executioner could compare to.
Zhao Zhi emptied his magazine in a few shots and ducked into the crowd to reload, leaving the nearby security officers helpless.
There was nothing they could do; there were too many people around.
If they accidentally hit someone, their careers would be over.
Meanwhile, Xiao Zhe had already charged within ten meters of Zhao Zhi!
Click.
Zhao Zhi finished reloading and raised his handgun once more.
This time, there was no one blocking the path between him and Xiao Zhe.
Bang!
The muzzle flashed, and a bullet spiraled toward the center of Xiao Zhe's brow.
Ting!
A miniature golden shield appeared in front of Xiao Zhe, forcefully blocking the bullet!
Accompanied by a crisp shattering sound, the distance between the two had shrunk to less than five meters!
Xiao Zhe's eyes were bloodshot, looking like a tiger ready to devour its prey.
Bang!
The gun rang out again. Xiao Zhe tried his best to dodge but was still shot through the shoulder.
Yet he seemed to feel no pain, slamming violently into Zhao Zhi!
Zhao Zhi instinctively raised his arms to block, kicking out as Xiao Zhe closed in.
Shring!
A blade popped out from the tip of his leather shoe, stabbing directly into Xiao Zhe's calf, causing crimson blood to seep out.
But Xiao Zhe, acting as if he didn't know what pain was, lunged his hands toward Zhao Zhi's neck.
With his current strength, if he managed to grab hold, he could easily crush Zhao Zhi's throat.
Zhao Zhi clearly understood this, so instead of trying to press his advantage, he dodged backward.
Bang!
The gun rang out again, but this time it wasn't Zhao Zhi who fired—it was a security officer!
Because Zhao Zhi had just dodged Xiao Zhe's attack, he had retreated to a position where no civilians were behind him!
The security officer acted decisively and pulled the trigger.
The bullet passed through the side of Zhao Zhi's abdomen, leaving a bloody hole.
Zhao Zhi let out a muffled groan, his figure staggering!
Sensing things were going south, he stopped caring about everything else and fired repeatedly toward the front.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Xiao Zhe grunted as he was hit in the abdomen. Blood gushed from the wound, but he ignored it, his hands clamping onto Zhao Zhi's head like iron pincers.
Before Zhao Zhi could react, Xiao Zhe's thumbs pressed hard into his eyes.
“Aaaaah!!!”
A shrill scream pierced the night sky as Zhao Zhi's eyes were brutally crushed by Xiao Zhe.
Blood poured from Xiao Zhe's abdomen. He had been shot, and his strength and life were rapidly draining; he no longer had enough power to snap Zhao Zhi's neck.
That was why he chose such a bloody method, simply because it required the least effort.
Zhao Zhi's struggling grew weaker and weaker, and after a few breaths, he finally slumped limply to the ground.
Xiao Zhe's entire body trembled, feeling an intense cold.
‘So cold.’
He slowly turned his head toward Wangduan City, a bitter smile on his lips.
‘I hope you’re the one who collects my body, kid. When the time comes, don’t forget to sew up my belly.’
Tap, tap, tap.
A series of hurried footsteps approached, and in the next moment, Xiao Zhe was pulled into someone's arms.
“Brother, Brother, what happened to you!”
Xiao Yue looked at Xiao Zhe with a face full of concern, yet the smile on his lips was almost impossible to suppress.
“Brother, speak to me!”
His voice was shrill with grief, but the hand cradling Xiao Zhe was actually covering the other's mouth!
His other hand dug into the bullet wound in Xiao Zhe's abdomen, making Xiao Zhe's entire body twitch in agony.
“Xiao Ji-Ji, why? Why couldn't you just be obedient?”
“If you had just been a good little dog, how would it have come to this?”
Gazing at Xiao Zhe's venomous expression, Xiao Yue's smile grew even more cruel, even as he continued to wail in mourning.
“Brother, Brother! Look at me!”
Xiao Yue was about to achieve his goal, but he didn't notice that a leaf in Xiao Zhe's pocket was beginning to glow.
...
Mr. Qin moved rapidly through the dense forest, finally locating the Shadow Lotus Church's artillery.
“Sentence!”
Without a hint of hesitation, he launched his attack immediately!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Pitch-black chains materialized out of thin air, coiling toward the Shadow Lotus cultists.
However, the four individuals instantly melted into the darkness. The chains missed their mark, but the momentum pulled the cannon muzzles off target.
“Sentencing Chains... A Clerk. Are you Bureau Chief Guo?”
A somewhat raspy voice rang out from behind Mr. Qin.
But before the speaker could finish, an iron ruler had already pierced through his chest.
Mr. Qin’s expression remained unchanged as he flicked the blood off the iron ruler and gave chase to the others.
“Hehehe...”
“The Holy Son is about to be born. Is Bureau Chief Guo here to offer his congratulations?”
The raspy voice echoed from behind Mr. Qin again, finally causing a slight change in his expression.
Mr. Qin's iron ruler possessed transcendent properties; once it inflicted a wound, it would cause continuous bleeding.
The side effect was that while holding the iron ruler, the handle would grow hotter and hotter until it became unbearable!
Mr. Qin turned back again, swinging the iron ruler toward the source of the voice.
Putch.
The feedback of piercing flesh was very real, yet the opponent's movements didn't falter at all; instead, they became even swifter.
A pitch-black blade slashed toward Mr. Qin's neck.
“Audacious Scoundrel!”
Mr. Qin suddenly spoke, his voice like a clap of thunder.
The opponent's movements instantly froze, as if encountering a natural predator, feeling an urge to kowtow and worship!
Putch, putch, putch!
In that moment of daze, Mr. Qin had already opened three holes in the enemy's body.
This time, the opponent could no longer maintain their form. After a ripple of red light across their chest, several chunks of meat actually fell off.
This eerie sight was something even Mr. Qin had never seen before.
However, there were many life-saving tricks in this world, so he wasn't overly surprised.
The surrounding darkness seemed to turn substantial, causing Mr. Qin's movements to slow down.
Putch!
A skeletal hand suddenly reached out from the darkness, grabbing toward Mr. Qin's ankle.
“Presumptuous!”
Mr. Qin roared again. The hand froze, and Mr. Qin spun the iron ruler, stabbing it down toward the hand!
“Ah!”
A spray of blood splattered, the scent of gore obvious.
This person clearly didn't have the same means as the previous one; though hidden in the darkness, they still left trails of blood.
Mr. Qin's nose twitched slightly. He extended his left hand and pulled back with his right, his posture resembling the drawing of an invisible great bow.
“Submit to the Law!”
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