This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: No Longer Being Someone Else’s Gun Chapter 163: Chapter 163: No Longer Being Someone Else’s Gun Chen Ke in midair suddenly had a strange thought.

If he was torn in half, after resurrection, would the countdown of his life let his upper body grow a lower half, or vice versa? If it was the lower half that grew a new upper body, would it still be him?

He shook his head, surprised that he could still get distracted in such a situation. His right hand moved downward, ready to snap his fingers, but he heard the sound of bone breaking. His left shoulder and right leg were forcibly dislocated.

“Let him go, you son of a bitch,” Lucina’s voice came from behind. With her severely injured body, she charged at Miles, her arms clamping around his neck.

“Young lady, this is unwise of you,” Miles said condescendingly.

“Fuck off, bastard,” Lucina cursed, her arm muscles bulging as she tried to twist Miles’ neck.

Miles sighed, grabbed Chen Ke’s right leg with one hand and flung him to the side, tossing him into a nearby green belt, then grabbed Lucina’s wrists.

Seemingly wanting to wrestle with Lucina, Miles didn’t heat his gauntlets. His huge palm gripped Lucina’s arms, appearing as if he could crush her muscles into pulp with little effort.

“I must say, for a woman, you’re quite strong… Chen Ke should be ashamed,” Mars felt Lucina’s strength and spoke admiringly.

Meanwhile, he was slowly prying Lucina’s arms apart.

Lucina exerted all her strength, the muscles in her neck and arms bulging with veins, but she couldn’t stop Miles from slowly pulling her arms apart. She felt that if he wanted, he could have done it much faster.

She felt her feet lift off the ground, and in the next second, the whole world spun, and then her back slammed hard onto the concrete.

“Urgh…” Lucina coughed out a mouthful of blood, splattering it on her chest, seeing a severely blurred night sky.

She realized that she had been thrown over Miles’ shoulder… Her back severely injured, now completely numb in her upper limbs, she tried to push herself up from the ground but was utterly powerless, blinking continuously but unable to see anything clearly.

Miles grabbed Lucina’s neck with one hand and her thigh with the other, lifting her above his head, and said in a deep voice, “You might spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair.”

“Duang!”

A thick shield flew from a distance, smashing onto Lucina, the weight and momentum of the shield causing Miles to lose grip, and Lucina along with the shield flew seven or eight meters away, crashing to the side.

The shield slid over the ground for a distance, then flashed with blue light and turned into a small diamond.

Miles turned around, Chen Ke was gripping a golden great sword with both hands, flying towards him from midair. He crossed his arms in front of his chest to block Chen Ke’s slash, the collision of the two Holy Relics producing a violent shaking sound.

After landing, the Faralis’ Unyielding Fury in Chen Ke’s hands disappeared, and then, he made a downward slashing motion, and as the movement came to an end, the great sword appeared again!

Miles was stunned and blocked the attack again with his gauntlets.

“I’m really angry now,” Chen Ke said, making a sword-holding gesture with both his left and right hands, attacking Miles from two different directions.

Miles, not knowing from which hand the sword would appear, had to take a defensive posture.

He repeatedly blocked Chen Ke’s slashes, his gauntlets wailing under the strikes of the great sword, even showing cracks, and he yelled in frustration, rolling backward and covering his chest with both hands.

“Hiya!!” Chen Ke shouted, making a slashing gesture again.

“Clang!”

The sword struck a large shield, which was Chen Ke’s Holy Relic.

Miles had just picked up the Holy Diamond from the ground and summoned it. With a shield in his left hand and a fist in his right, he launched a counterattack at Chen Ke.

Once identified, Holy Relics could be used directly by anyone with Spiritual Energy. After all, these tiny diamonds didn’t have the sort of owner-recognition functions described in fantasy novels.

When using the Holy Diamond, it subjectively belonged to the user, so even if someone else touched it, they couldn’t immediately snatch it away. However, once it reverted to its diamond form, it became ownerless.

Whoever summoned it, owned it during that time. That’s how merciless the Holy Relics were.

“You’ve got a few tricks, but too little experience; in your hands, these things are completely useless,” Miles said. His body turned red as he lifted the shield and charged at Chen Ke from point-blank range.

Chen Ke inwardly cursed, realizing the next second, he was struck by his opponent and sent flying, crashing into a nearby utility pole and creating a crack.

“Shit…” Chen Ke spat out blood; that hit must have ruptured his liver.

An ordinary person would have died.

“So this is… that woman’s power…? The undying power that maintains youth, even after being decapitated…” Miles looked at Chen Ke enviously.

“You misunderstand… Miles, the Fan Hede Kingdom was abandoned by time, it’s merely a fragment of an era and cannot grant you transcendent powers.” Chen Ke sighed.

“No, don’t try to fool me. If that were so, Si’s consortium wouldn’t have dismembered her and taken her back for research…” Miles squinted his eyes.

“Dismembered?” Chen Ke was startled.

“The power of fire is hidden there, true, pure fire. The fire that burned that land to ashes!” Miles said gravely.

Chen Ke remained silent; from Miles’ words, he gleaned two pieces of information.

The first, Fan Hede hid some form of transcendent power that Si’s consortium was likely after.

The second, Fan Hede wasn’t some new Great Void for Si’s consortium; they had already completed the ritual, and the activity at West Gold Building was merely a matter of routine.

This meant, all the equipment boxes and tents marked with HCP, and even Brother Discouraged, who they had seen in Fan Hede Kingdom, were not from the Administration Bureau…

“What happened that night?” Chen Ke asked.

“Ah… I almost forgot… you’re not Lin Mo… Before your death, I guess I’ll tell you. Lin Mo’s sister was also an assassin for the consortium, but she was used as a sacrificial offering to open the door and was sacrificed. He knew Hainerd had deceived him, that a key used as a sacrificial offering couldn’t undergo the ritual transformation, so he believed in what I said,” Miles explained.

“You?” Chen Ke frowned.

“I’ve been trying to piece together the headless woman’s body and study the meaning of the ritual. To revive her was the opportunity to obtain power… I don’t want to be someone else’s weapon anymore; I want to become my own sword! Like you, Chen Ke…” Miles said.

“How do you know about me?” Chen Ke shook his head.

“I’ve been observing you. I don’t know why you call yourself Chen Ke, but I guess, you must have obtained that woman’s power and undergone some transformation. Perhaps, there’s someone else’s soul inside your body now…” Miles laughed.

Chen Ke smiled. Miles was clever; he had guessed half right.