In the Spirit Power Radar of Lin En, in the previously empty rear left, a faint energy fluctuation from the activation of a Magic Tool was instantly detected!
Lock on!
Counterattack!
[Thermobaric Art]!
Full power burst!
This time, what he used wasn’t the explosive type relying on external Magical Essence Oil, but a pure ultimate kill move constructed entirely from his own Spirit Power!
This required terrifying magic output and monstrous micro-control precision!
Although its power was slightly weaker than the Magical Essence Oil variant, it had the advantage of not needing any external aids, and the activation speed was incredibly fast.
At this moment, for Lin En, speed was life!
Buzz—!
To Lin En’s rear left, a Wind Force Field of overwhelming intensity instantly enveloped the source of the energy fluctuation and the surrounding space within more than ten meters!
The sole function of the Wind Force Field core.
Super Oxygen Enrichment!
Within a hundredth of a second, the oxygen concentration in the area was forcibly elevated to a terrifying level far beyond natural limits!
At the same time!
In Lin En’s Sea of Consciousness, the Dual Crystal Core blazed!
Twenty-four Spirit Power channels were instantly activated!
Twenty-four Flame Explosion Cores, compressed to the limit and at the brink, were simultaneously constructed and detonated within the Super Oxygen Enrichment zone!
Buzz—BOOM!!!
In an instant, a scorching white explosion soared skyward, with extreme heat and pressure forming a Destruction Shock Ring that mercilessly obliterated everything in its path!
Sizzle—
Crack!
Wherever the Shock Ring passed, the air twisted and boiled!
Towering ancient trees, solid rocks, and even the surface of the ground in that region—everything tangible, the moment it touched that searing white ring of destruction, was instantly devoured by the extreme temperature and pressure.
The earth trembled.
Blazing hot winds howled.
A hundred-meter stretch of forest vanished without a trace, leaving only a deep, charred crater with smooth edges.
With the explosion of annihilation, a scorched, twisted figure was flung from the center like a rag doll smashed by a giant hammer, hurled by the violent shockwave!
It was the hidden assassin—a Alchemist!
The dark green armor on his body had already shattered under the devastating assault of Thermobaric Art, high-grade optical camouflage completely failed, revealing it to be a high-level defensive tool with formidable defense and concealment.
Beneath the broken layers, a body burned and charred, skin ripped and flesh exposed, was revealed!
Half of his body was twisted unnaturally, his left arm snapped at a grotesque angle, hanging by a shred of flesh, splintered white bone piercing through the blackened skin and exposed to the scorching air!
The disguise covering his face, along with patches of flesh, was completely incinerated, exposing a half-charred, hideous face like a vengeful ghost, mouth and nose spewing dark red blood froth mixed with bits of viscera!
His life force flickered like a dying candle in the wind—barely clinging to existence!
Yet!
The instant he was blasted away, his body tumbling like a broken kite, his bloodshot eyes—on the verge of bursting—locked fiercely onto Lin En’s direction!
What burned inside was not Despair, but a malice and madness from the depths of hell!
His right arm, now little more than bone and a few strands of muscle, moved with inhuman force, lightning-fast, to his waist!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three metal spheres, each the size of a thumb, pitch-black with twisted magic runes etched on the surface, were hurled with his last ounce of strength toward the ground in front of Lin En and Wei’er!
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Only three soft, snake-like hisses sounded as the spheres burst!
Whoosh—!
A sticky, foul-smelling green Poisonous Miasma surged out, instantly expanding and spreading!
Its speed was unimaginable, covering Lin En, Wei’er, and the dozens of meters around them in the blink of an eye!
Worse still, there seemed to be some strange Alchemical Powder mixed within the toxic fog.
The moment Lin En’s fully-expanded Spirit Power Radar touched it, it was like slamming into a high wall of twisted mirrors!
Buzz—!
A piercing static filled his mind.
The clear Mental Scan that once covered a hundred meters was instantly compressed and distorted, turning blurry and unrecognizable.
He could barely sense strong nearby energy fluctuations, but the positions and movements of more distant enemies were completely lost to him.
His vision was swallowed by thick green fog—only the Poisonous Miasma swirling before his eyes remained.
Hearing, smell—all senses were dulled inside this deadly prison.
“Shu-shu-shu—!”
Deadly sounds like death’s whispers tore through the toxic fog from all directions almost the instant it appeared, as numerous as a torrential downpour!
Crossbow bolts!
A Saturated Strike!
Lin En’s pupils shrank!
His Spirit Power Radar, muffled by the Poisonous Miasma, was still able to give a faint Mental Warning of incoming high-speed attacks!
Deadly trajectories flashed as dozens of red lines in his Sea of Consciousness!
Pupupupu!
The first wave!
Dense as locusts!
All were ordinary steel bolts coated in poison, covering Lin En’s vital points with terrifying accuracy—joints, sides, the back of his neck!
The intention was clear—exhaustion!
Forcing him to continually cast defenses!
“Hmph!”
Lin En’s Spirit Power erupted!
[Small Ice Shield], [Wind Pressure Deflection], and other defensive Magic poured out!
Crystals shattered, wind blades sliced—deadly arrows were frozen, blown aside, or deflected!
Ice shards and broken arrow shafts exploded around him!
His defense was airtight, but every block drained his Spirit Power!
For ordinary Magi, this level of continuous defense would drain their Sea of Consciousness in an instant!
The second wave of attacks followed without pause!
The arrow rain lessened, but grew even more cunning!
As if the enemy had calculated the gaps and rhythm of his defense!
Suddenly!
“Shhh—!”
A barely audible, yet utterly lethal, cold light shot from the shadows like a viper’s fang!
It was hidden among seemingly ordinary bolts, striking for his temple at a sinister angle and speed!
The precision and venom far surpassed any previous attack!
A Magic-Breaking Arrow!
A true lethal strike!
[Reactive Explosive Armor]!
Activate!
An alarm exploded in Lin En’s mind!
Spirit Power surged from the Dual Crystal Core like a tsunami!
A diamond-shaped shield, formed of countless rapidly-rotating Energy Nodes, materialized less than half a foot from his head!
This was the limit of Lin En’s reaction speed!
Buzz—BOOM!
The Magic-Breaking Arrow slammed into the shield!
The magic-breaking energy in its tip exploded, violently clashing with the armor’s Energy Nodes and triggering a sympathetic detonation!
“Ugh!”
Lin En’s mind felt as though it had been struck by a battering ram—dizziness and pain wracked him!
Even the operation of the Dual Crystal Core stalled for a split second!
The strain of casting such complex Magic at high intensity in a short time was overwhelming.
The enemy’s tactics were obvious!
They didn’t care if ordinary bolts hit him!
They were mere cannon fodder, with a single purpose:
To force him into constant magical defense and create a split-second opening!
To set up for the Magic-Breaking Arrow hidden among the storm—a single, lethal strike!
This tactic, blending Saturated Strike with a Precise Lethal Blow, was insidious, efficient, and ruthless!
If not for his Dual Crystal Core’s immense Spirit Power reserves, Multi-Thread Processing capability, and monstrous instantaneous reflexes, that arrow alone could have killed any Elite Mage on the spot!
Yet!
Within the toxic fog, the hunters were not alone.
A short figure, nearly blended with the Poisonous Miasma, crept close in the split-second Lin En was slowed by blocking the arrow!
Clearly trained for combat in toxic environments, the figure moved with silent, predatory speed, a black dagger wreathed in annihilating energy slashing for Lin En’s back at a vicious angle!
Lin En’s back hair stood on end.
In that life-and-death moment, ignoring the agony and dizziness in his brain, he forcibly drew Spirit Power, rapidly forming a Wind Element Barrier on his back.
Screech—
The dagger collided with the Wind Element Barrier, the annihilation energy frantically eroding the wind, making a grating sound.
The barrier faded swiftly under the black glow, but it successfully blocked the fatal strike.
In a flash, the dagger tore Lin En’s robe, slicing a deep gash in his skin.
Blood surged, staining the fabric.
The short figure didn’t pause, rolling nimbly to the side to launch another attack.
At the same time, the rain of crossbow bolts continued to fall, as if to drown Lin En in lethal steel.
Lin En clenched his teeth, eyes burning with resolve.
While fending off arrows with Spirit Power, he split his focus to counter the short figure.
Ignoring the pain, his right hand danced in the air, sending wind blades from his fingertips to drive the enemy back.
But the short figure was agile, weaving between wind blades and relentlessly probing for weaknesses.
Lin En’s gray robe was sliced open in several places, new wounds of varying depth added to his body, blood seeping out and staining his collar.
Even worse, the gravely wounded Alchemist was not dead.
Like a ghost in the Poisonous Miasma, he hurled bottles of corrosive acid to disrupt Lin En’s movement, unleashed weak yet distracting Mental Screams, and even summoned Activated Vine from the ground to attack Lin En’s ankles or entangle the unconscious Wei’er!
“Damn!”
Lin En roared inwardly, sweat and blood mixing as they dripped down.
After blocking several more arrows, his movements slowed.
The assassin seized the chance and slashed his right thigh!
“Argh!”
Pain tore through him, the wound gaping to the bone as blood instantly drenched his leg.
His mobility plummeted—action severely impaired!
Despair, cold as a viper, began coiling around his heart.
With his back to a scorched, burning tree trunk, Lin En shielded Wei’er in the dead angle behind him, the flickering barrier barely covering them both.
Blood dripped from his right leg, the numbness and dizziness of poison creeping in.
But this Despair wasn’t just from the current predicament.
A deeper, icier terror rose from the collapse of his inner certainty!
“Careless… No! Stupid! Fatally stupid!”
Lin En gritted his teeth.
Who did you think you were?
A transmigrator with advanced knowledge and unique powers?
A Heaven’s Chosen who could look down on this backward world?
Wrong!
So wrong!
That Alchemist’s insane last stand, the precisely thrown poison spheres, the coordinated Saturated Strike and Magic-Breaking Arrow…
Was this really the fighting style of a backward world?
No!
It was a precise, efficient, and chillingly ruthless killing operation!
The enemy’s intent was as clear as if etched into bone: use the poison fog to disrupt perception, force him to defend in place, then drain his Spirit Power and reflexes with a relentless hail of cheap arrows.
Then, at the most unlikely and vulnerable instant, unleash a Magic-Breaking Arrow—a costly but lethal kill shot!
Each step was calculated and executed without mercy.
“Saturated Strike… exhaustion… Precise Lethal Blow…”
These concepts were not unfamiliar to Lin En.
He came from the Information Explosion Era, fully aware of the terror these tactics held.
But theory is just theory!
When he truly faced battle instincts and killing wisdom honed by the natives of this world through life and death, he realized how shallow and arrogant his understanding had been!
He thought the Dual Crystal Core advantage would let him dominate this world?
That modern thinking could easily crush these so-called “primitives”?
A joke!
Those opponents he subconsciously underestimated taught him the harshest lesson:
In a world where strength rules and the weak perish, any slight toward your enemy is a desecration of your own life!
Here, warriors are not playing games—they pursue life and death with the most direct and effective means!
Regret, like poison, corroded his pride.
He underestimated the cruelty of this world’s Survival Law, the wisdom and will to fight forged between life and death.
That underestimation drove both him and Wei’er into unprecedented peril!