From the Abyss of Stars Part 1

134. All Night Revelry

134. All Night Revelry

Clang—

The ejected shell casing hit the ground. Disguised as Qiu Ran, it reached into its waist pocket but couldn't find a new bullet.

"Olosp Loz's innl, oaz vnl iop. (Looks like you picked the wrong target, Rozhi • Stealth Inquisitor.)"

It turned its head, its peripheral vision scanning the seats around it. Survivors of the Abyss crawled out slowly from the overturned seats, their faces no longer showing signs of argument or noise, each wearing a friendly smile.

One of the disguised outside girls giggled, mocking in a language only they understood:

"The chairman misjudged and woke you up, and you can't even capture an ordinary carbon-based creature?"

Disguised as Qiu Ran, Rozhi • Stealth shouldered the rifle and faced the girl disguised as Gina, with the flames still raging behind it.

"Use the native language."

'Qiu Ran' smiled sweetly:

"Zola • Deception, don't forget that you are here because of me."

Rozhi laughed in Qiu Ran's voice and said:

"I will naturally eliminate the 'target'. You just stay here and keep your positions. Tarka • Forged Legislator replaced a target at Abyss Humanitarian, and next, it will control the train. Once we reach the gathering point, we will spread out."

"Our manpower is still not enough for each Stealth Ghost to have a Supervisor."

Another impostor smiled and reminded:

"Hope you remember the chairman's advice, Rozhi • Stealth, don't let your target escape. According to the social rules, we won't help you."

Rozhi • Stealth squinted, smiling as it turned its head and prepared to cross the firewall. Suddenly, a burning fireball was thrown at it.

Bang!

It tilted its head slightly, immediately parried the attack with the gunstock, and looked up across the firewall.

"Ha... ha..."

Qiu Ran was trembling all over, with a broken arm hanging down. She grabbed a pillow from a hard seat with her left hand, activating the 【Spontaneous Combustion】 ability, instantly setting it on fire, and threw it over.

Pop!

The ignited pillow turned into a dark red flame as soon as it left her hand. The impostors dodged, not daring to touch it directly.

"No wonder you chose her."

Zola • Deception raised an eyebrow, smiling in Gina's appearance:

"This ability is quite a threat to us in this civilization."

"Eeyah!"

Qiu Ran, with reddened eyes, kept throwing more bedding, wood, and plastic bottles, setting them on fire and turning them into fireballs. She threw everything at hand in a fit of rage and despair until the gunshot wound in her abdomen tore open again. She then held her belly in pain and kneeled on the ground.

"Ugh... ugh ah ah ah ah..."

It hurt!

This gunshot wasn't as lucky; the bullet pierced through her intestines, causing severe tearing, grazing her lung, and exiting between her ribs, ripping off a large piece of flesh.

Qiu Ran tilted her head back, involuntarily spitting out blood. Her body convulsed violently. Massive blood loss and using her ability made her dizzy and palpitated, but her thoughts became unusually clear.