AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic Vol 7 to ???

AZI Volume 7 Chapter 35

"..."

As beads of cold sweat covered his face, Duanmu Chen, who has a pair of binoculars in his hands, mutters—

"What is that thing...?"

"..."

Standing alongside Duanmu Chen are Qiu Lin and a few other employees of Dainsfield.

All of them are currently looking at a figure that is dressed in white—with a pale complexion on their faces.

The amount of distance—that separates them from the actual site of the commotion, it's about 120 meters, but even through the scopes of a binocular, they can still see several practitioner corpses littering the area near that figure in white.

Similarly to the tails of a beast, the eight hems of the white trench coat—that is worn by the figure, they would impale the bodies of the practitioners that dared to approach them.

As this individual has their back turned towards the Dainsfield group, none of them can see the former's face.

"Shit. Ignore this guy. Something tells me he's not too friendly..."

"Un..."

Agreeing with Qiu Lin, the Dainsfield employees nodded their heads, as they moved in the opposite direction.

.........

In another area that is a few miles away—

"Grenades!"

At Zhui Yun's command, the NPI agents behind her took aim, and tossed their grenades at the incoming practitioners.

"Uh? The hell is this?"

"M-My eyes!"

The reactions of the practitioners varied; some shut their eyes in pain, while others had snot and tears covering their faces.

"Masks up, charge!"

Covering their faces in gas masks, which came with infrared vision, the NPI agents charged into the dust clouds with their Relics drawn, as they begin to cut down the practitioners.

As the dust cloud settles, Zhui Yun orders—

"Collect the bodies!"

"On it."

"Understood."

Doing as told, the NPI agents thought—

(I was expecting this task to be a lot worse under her command.)

(She's surprisingly capable of leading.)

With the way Zhui Yun behaves normally, not a single person expected her to be able to lead with such proficiency.

"..."

Just as Zhui Yun is about to approach a corpse to retrieve both it and the storage pouch that is on it—

"..."

"Uh...?"

Snapping her head to the side, Zhui Yun sees a figure dressed in white robes with a taotie mask.

Held in the white-robed figure's hands is—

"...!"

*Bang!!!* leaping backwards, Zhui Yun narrowly avoids having her head blown off by an anti-materiel rifle's bullet, and—

*Boom!!!* as soon as the bullet lands itself onto a tree, it detonates.

"..."

Seeing the area near the torn tree charred black, cold sweat rolls down the side of Zhui Yun's face.

"..."

"..."

As more and more of these white-robed figures emerged from the trees' shadings—all armed with Spirit Armaments, the NPI agents' movements froze.

"..."

Stepping forward, the Tai Xuan Emperor—who is dragging the Dawn Buster along in the form of a colossal energy sword, gestures with her left hand.

Following the Tai Xuan Emperor's gesture—

*Tatatatatatatatata!!!!!* the combat bodies turn to their left, and fire off their Spirit Armaments.

In a manner that can only be described as suicidal, the practitioners that are approaching from the distant horizon, they're turned into beehives, as they drop from the air like flies.

"..."

"..."

Staring off into the distance, the NPI agents sucked in a deep breath of air—shocked by the destructive capabilities of these firearms.

Considering the amount of distance that separated them from the practitioners, the firepower of these firearms, they're unusually high—so much so that it doesn't seem normal, as not even the current state of the art anti-Immortal weaponry should be capable of this feat from such a distance.

"..."

Lowering her left hand, the Tai Xuan Emperor remarks—

"Everything within my field of vision in the next 15 seconds—dies."

"..."

Understanding the meaning behind these words, Zhui Yun frowns, but—

"...Back out."

Without any hesitation, Zhui Yun gives this order.

Doing as ordered, the NPI agents stepped back and withdrew themselves from the site.

.........

*Graaawr!!!* raising a ferocious roar, the single-horned demon crushes the two practitioners held in its hands—causing blood to rain from the air!

"Where are you all?!"

Shouting into her communications device, Qing Yue chases after her summon with twin daggers in hand.

[We have visual.]

Replying to Qing Yue is Hong Xuan.

Having dealt with this uncontrollable summon in the past, and having expected it to make an appearance in this battle, the Moon Guards have been equipped with specialized equipment for the purpose of restraining it.

[How long can you hold out?]

Whenever this demon was summoned, the Summoning Pouch would feel as if it were on fire, while Qing Yue's body would experience something that was akin to a high fever.

"Five minutes...? Maybe less?"

Towards Qing Yue's nonconfidence inspiring reply, Hong Xuan, on the other line, shouts—

[Prepare the equipment for capture! We're heading in—in three minutes' time!]

As Hong Xuan transmits this order to all Moon Guards, Qing Yue continues to chase after the demon, as it knocks over the nearby trees to chase after the practitioners.

"Dammit..."

Seeing how incredibly quick the wounds inflicted on the demon would close, a practitioner can't help but ask—

"What the hell is this thing?"

"Hell if I know! Just keep attacking it from a distance!"

"Stay in the air where it cannot reach!"