This was the first time Bruce felt this kind of emotion. In the past, when he encountered an undefeatable enemy, he would have a good fight, at worst, he would die.
Now, fighting with Bai Yu felt as if he had been cut into pieces.
He was sullen, but helpless.
Anger and anxiety constantly clouded Bruce's mind.
This kind of emotion absolutely could not be produced in a battle… But he could not control himself.
This b*stard had a talent that made people want to beat him up.
"His defense is unexpectedly strong. If I use all my strength, I don't know if I can kill him, but I have no other choice now."
As time went on, reinforcements would eventually come.
Ignoring the other party's provocation, Bruce's eyes gradually became fierce.
The skin all over his body suddenly squirmed. Then, on the lute bone on his back, two sarcomas grew at a visible speed. At the same time, a sharp object pierced through it.
It was a pair of rotten, pitch-black wings full of holes.
Serving the evil Lord, he not only gained power, but also this pair of wings that could give him an air advantage.
Bruce let out a painful cry. After the wings were fully extended, Bai Yu still did not move.
"Do you really think that I am playing a turn-based game with you? You actually did not attack while I was growing the wings. I really don't know whether to say that you are st*pid or ignorant."
Bruce flapped his wings, and the smile on his face gradually became ferocious.
Regardless of whether it was a turn-based game or not, it was over for the other party.
The other party could not possibly receive this attack head on. After all, this was a power that could only be unleashed when he was at his peak.
The power of a sequence 7 martial artist!
This was the peak of an ordinary martial artist. If he were to go up, he would have already completely left the inhuman stage.
He stood in mid-air and looked down from above. His hands were crossed in a strange posture on his chest. His face was filled with fanaticism and madness.
"Spirit Technique Dang!"
All the energy in his body surged towards his hands. Soon, his skin became shriveled and flabby.
At the same time, a small blood-red ball condensed between his hands.
Even though he was dozens of meters away, people on the ground could feel the terrifying power contained in the small ball.
"No, this needs to stop. This lakeside will be blown away if he releases that."
Qianxue keenly sensed the impending danger.
This kind of spiritual spell, which required a long time to prepare, was usually the type with great lethality. In battle, it would be stopped at the first moment by the opponent.
However, Bai Yu refused to budge. It seemed that he was not aware of the great danger contained in it.
Qianxue gritted her teeth. Extraordinary power surged out and covered her entire body. If she did not stop it, she would still die. At this moment, she was prepared to throw caution to the wind.
"Can you fly?"
At this moment, Bai Yu suddenly turned his head and asked from afar.
"No..."
Qianxue was stunned.
"Then what do you want to do? Do you want to die? Or are you planning to brainwash the opposite party? Hide to the side, you st*pid woman."
Qianxue really stopped moving after being scolded like that.
She had just felt that something was wrong and came back to her senses when Bai Yu took out a scroll that was emitting spiritual power from his body.
Then, she saw an extremely shocking scene.
Bai Yu trembled and pulled the scroll open. During this period, for the first time, he did not spout nonsense.
Then, a white light shot out from his hand. It was at a 45 degree angle. It shot straight into the sky and shot towards Bruce, who was in the air, preparing his attack.
In that moment, it was as if a camera had pressed the shutter, the world froze.
The next second, before Bruce's skill ended, his entire body disappeared into the air.
There were no screams, no struggles before death, no harsh words, no nothing.
After the white light disappeared, the moon shone, the wind was clear, and the sky calmed itself.
With a clang, a pair of wings that were emitting black smoke fell down and were blown away by the river wind.
Bai Yu also did not expect the Armstrong Jet Cannon to be so powerful. It directly destroyed Bruce humanely, leaving not even a speck of dust from him.
If the other party did not fly into the sky, he would have used another method.
The pair of wings crashed onto the ground and turned into black ash, drifting with the wind.
"What the f*ck just happened!"
"Keep a low profile. Don't be as st*pid as that old man."
Bai Yu pointed at Qianxue's wings that were still smoking on the ground. He glanced at Qianxue with disdain.
Such a terrifying attack was naturally witnessed by everyone within 1,000 meters.
Right then, it was as if a mirror was broken. The sky was suddenly filled with cracks. Soon after, something shattered. The light from the distant city was reflected.
The seal that Bruce used to isolate this place was broken.
At the moment of destruction, a huge steam machine rushed over at a terrifying speed. Its surface was full of gears and steam pipes. Every step it took, the two exhaust ports behind it would emit smog.
In the middle of the machine was a hollowed-out area that looked like a control room.
Inside sat a few men in loose robes.
"The enforcers of the church of the God of Steam and Machinery." Bai Yu immediately recognized the symbol of a circle and fork on the outer shell of the steam machine.
"Eastern District intern investigator, Qianxue."
"The leader of the law enforcement team of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, Alan."
They greeted each other.
The man who walked down from the steam machine drew a circle and fork on his chest. His tired eyes scanned the surroundings. "What's going on? How are the casualties? Have the people or items that caused the supernatural incident been taken into custody or destroyed?"
Qianxue looked at Bai Yu and wanted to say something, but she stopped herself.
Alan's slightly turbid gaze shifted.
…
"Name."
"Bai Yu."
"Age."
"Eighteen."
"Gender."
"Are you serious?"
In the interrogation room, Bai Yu sat on a chair in discomfort.
This was not the first time he had been here.
The same questions, the same questioning methods, the same atmosphere. Everything was like deja vu.
The only difference was that this time, the interrogation room had been replaced with an extremely large room.
It was not just Bai Yu being interrogated. Even Qin Shou, Qianxue, and Lin Shan were the ones being questioned.
"Bai Yu, I hope that you can face this incident head-on. How did you obtain the spiritual spell scroll that killed Bruce?"
Alan took a deep breath.
He had expected the other party to be uncooperative.
For a high school student to be able to kill a sequence 8 Beyonder, there seemed to be too much hidden information.
"Captain, the commander of the Pingyi Division is here. Along with him are consultant Zhao from the Martial School Alliance and Imperial General Pang Fei."
A member of the enforcer team sent a message.
Alan frowned deeply and sighed. "Invite them in."
They were all difficult people to deal with and came with ill intentions.
The interrogation this time would probably be met with great resistance and would be difficult to carry out.
Soon after, the door of the interrogation room opened.
"Alan, why aren't you dead yet?"
They had just met.
The leader of the group, a man with stubble all over his face, wearing flip-flops, beach pants, and a black windbreaker and sunglasses, opened his arms and greeted him in a refined and easy-going manner.
He looked very gentle and easy-going.