Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Artificial Soul 31

Wang Feichi steadied his body and stood up from the ground.

There was no anger on his face; instead, he had a thoughtful expression. The stump of his severed right arm was covered in frost, freezing the blood and temporarily suppressing the black flames with extremely low temperatures.

“Very well-prepared you are, even utilizing ice. Is it a cryogenic gun, liquid nitrogen, or an extraordinary ability manipulator?” Wang Feichi muttered to himself. “Your target has always been me… truly strange. Where did you get this information?”

Ice around his severed right arm melted away, but the wound did not bleed. Instead, a cluster of black flames erupted, reconstructing his flesh in an instant, and a brand-new arm grew back identical to his original one.

Silverface and Kui Xin also possessed similar capabilities. Silverface could turn his body into transparent water, becoming immune to most physical attacks and capable of hiding during rainy weather. Kui Xin, while shadow transitioning, would transform into mist, similarly avoiding physical harm and even allowing walls to pass through him.

Wang Feichi’s black flame body was passive, only activating when he was under attack. The black flames could fill his body, repairing his wounds.

This whole event was a setup, a bait, and the true targets had always been him. They wanted to obtain his genetic information and had set up this series of events to do so.

They sent a dozen extraordinary capability users with water manipulation abilities to attract his attention, precisely coordinating with space manipulators. They even knew about the unique characteristics of his extraordinary abilities and used ultra-low temperatures to suppress his black flames.

When Wang Feichi’s arm and legs fell into the spatial vortex earlier, he felt an extreme cold, as if that space were filled with a pool of liquid nitrogen.

Working for the TQC, his identity was largely unknown, and he had retired from the forefront. How did his enemies learn about his abilities?

Moreover, the hidden space manipulator had an extraordinarily high level, possibly even S-ranked. Otherwise, Wang Feichi would have easily regenerated limbs severed and returned them to him due to their special link. Now, however, with parts of his limb severed, the link seemed to be lost, indicating that they were too far apart.

How far could this space manipulator transport? His colleagues also had spatial abilities, but their maximum distance was only ten kilometers. The current enemy, targeting Wang Feichi, must have been able to teleport much further.

If Kui Xin knew what Wang Feichi was thinking, she could provide a clear answer—over three hundred kilometers.

During their mission for the Kraken, Night Cicada had taken them through numerous spatial jumps on small islands in the vast sea, far away from Hei Hai City. With ease, Night Cicada quickly led them to their destination.

His extraordinary abilities were simply overwhelming! Kui Xin initially suspected him of being S-ranked because Red was already labeled A, with a position clearly above Red’s. After obtaining the Investigative Eye, Kui Xin dismissed any possibility that Night Cicada could be S-ranked.

Wang Feichi remained stationary, scanning the surroundings for the elusive spatial vortices.

Wei Zhi closed the distance with the enemy. Earlier, it was too far, beyond the range controlled by the spatial vortex. Now that they were closer, if a spatial vortex appeared, Wei Zhi could attempt to counteract it immediately.

Wang Feichi swung his hand, creating a fire whip that curled around the clones, incinerating them with black flames. As it neared Red and Silverface, the fire whip was swallowed by a blue spatial vortex in the air.

Wang Feichi said, “The man with white hair and the black-clothed man are the protected cores.”

“If the enemy doesn’t abandon their companions, they will definitely use their teleportation ability to retrieve them,” whispered Kui Xin. “Captain Wang’s attack forces the enemy to activate their abilities, creating vortices. The team leader uses spatial confinement, and I assist with the attack…”

“Wei Zhi, do you think you can prevent the vortices from closing?” asked Wang Feichi. “Physical means and my flames won’t prevent their opening or closing. Tch, I hate space manipulators… except teammates.”

“I’m not sure, but since we both have spatial abilities, let’s try,” Wei Zhi replied. “We need to wait until my spatial confinement ends before attacking the vortex to cross the barrier. Kui Xin, take action as needed.”

“The electromagnetic device is ready,” Wei Zhi coolly issued orders.

“Yes, countdown starts,” Augus reported. “Three, two, one… Electromagnetic shockwaves have spread.”

Intangible and invisible electromagnetic shocks spread, causing Kui Xin to freeze. Her earpiece emitted a sharp, static noise, which quickly faded away despite the anti-interference devices built into their gear.

Just as it happened, another spatial vortex opened directly above, dark blue like a bottomless ravine, as if something horrifying was about to emerge.

A silver light fell from the deep blue vortex—a gigantic missile over four meters long and a meter in diameter!

Wang Feichi raised his head, eyes wide with shock: “Holy shit!”

Kui Xin was also stunned, exclaiming, “Damn it!”

The most powerful nuclear bomb known in the First World was eight meters long with a diameter of two point one meters. One blast could flatten an entire city! This missile was half the size, but its explosion power must be formidable.

Is Mechanical Dawn crazy?!

In a vital moment, Wei Zhi charged ahead, arriving closely enough to activate her spatial confinement before the missile detonated, holding it midair.

Black flames weren’t omnipotent; black flames touching unstable substances like bombs would ignite instantly. Wang Feichi’s recovery capabilities were immense, but even they couldn’t withstand such a large burst at close range!

However, the shock of seeing another spatial vortex open after one missile landed was even greater! Another silver missile landed outside Wei Zhi’s area of influence, exploding next!

An extreme cold storm swept through, blowing Kui Xin several meters away.

Inside these missiles wasn’t ordinary explosive material but rather liquid nitrogen—a nitrogen bomb. Mechanical Dawn used nitrogen bombs to create environments near absolute zero to suppress Wang Feichi’s black flames.

The explosion of the nitrogen bomb caused a chain reaction, rendering Wei Zhi unconscious, whose lack of flesh regeneration abilities left her vulnerable to the severe cold. Without control, another nitrogen bomb exploded, causing a second wave of severe cold sweeping across the battlefield.

Ice rapidly formed on Kui Xin’s eyebrows and hair, and her exposed skin was frostbitten. She coughed violently, spitting blood, which froze mid-air. Her breathing injured her nasal membranes and trachea from the cold, leaving her frozen snot dripping down her frozen face.

Both bombs practically exploded against Wang Feichi, who confronted severe cold akin to absolute zero and two intense blasts. Compared to Kui Xin, his condition appeared worse, face-down with white frost all over, his black flames flaring to repair his body, indicating he was still alive.

Rain fell like hailstones, and if not for Kui Xin’s goggles, her eyes would have been damaged by the frost. Nonetheless, her vision was red, with ruptured capillaries in her eyes.

More terrifying than extraordinary abilities was human technology. More terrifying than technology were the combinations of extraordinary abilities and high-tech equipment.

No wonder the researchers of Mechanical Dawn viewed themselves as deities with such arrogance and ambition. They excelled in creating life yet were more skilled at destroying it. Individual power paled compared to collective human wisdom.

Wang Feichi was S-ranked, but he was no human bomb. While he could easily crush A-ranked abilities, killing Silverface’s clones was child’s play. Facing real “nukes,” he was helpless.

“Kui Xin… Kui… Buzz, buzz.” Adam’s voice was intermittent, barely discernible over static. The communication was cut off!

This time, it wasn’t electromagnetic interference but extreme cold affecting the communication devices.

Low temperatures could destroy electronic equipment. Despite their resistance to temperatures below minus seventy degrees, the site was at least minus two hundred degrees or close to absolute zero, halting molecular motion.

Ice was solid water, and “Silverface” could manipulate ice.

Clones simultaneously manipulated ice particles engulfing Wang Feichi’s burning form, almost burying him in an icy tomb.

Red shivered, ice forming on his extended nostrils as he retrieved a backup device from his back, triggering a communication signal.

“Misfire again. Lucky for me I had backup. Cicada, hurry up, you’re dying of the cold!” he spat.

Cicada’s weak voice came from the other end: “R… receiving…”

Wang Feichi moved his fingers, regaining consciousness after only a brief coma from severe injuries. Above him, the deep blue vortex discharged liquid nitrogen, showering him and obscuring Kui Xin’s view.

Black flames extinguished; another spatial vortex opened beneath Wang Feichi.

He fell into it, vanishing from sight.

Kui Xin saw double, her limbs stiff. Struggling to stay warm, she attempted to move away from the extreme cold.

Silverface nervously approached, first stomping on Kui Xin’s personal device before carrying her several meters away, “Rich Lady, you okay? Ah, you’re so cold!”

She opened her mouth, exhaling a chilly mist, then turned and spat bloody ice chips, barely speaking.

Fortunately, their combat gear was cold-resistant. Otherwise, she would have turned into an ice sculpture.

Her flesh regeneration ability saved her many times; she recovered, slapping Silverface, hoarse-voiced: “I’m undercover now. What are you doing close to me?!”

“But the two you came with are dead, so you won’t be exposed. Why pretend now?” whispered Silverface, wiping her bloody face.

Kui Xin impatiently waved him off.

Frustrated, she recalled how Wei Zhi would die before taking office—where could she find such a suitable superior to mentor her?

Red administered a sedative to Wei Zhi to keep her unconscious, dragging her out of the cold.

Grasping his waist, Red caught his breath: “Cicada said he’ll open the portal soon.”

“How will we handle Wei Zhi?” asked Kui Xin.

“She’s a prisoner, typical procedure.带走, interrogate, brainwash,” advised Red.

“What about me? I’m the weakest of us three, yet I survived?” Kui Xin asked bewildered.

“So you’re a prisoner too,” chuckled Red. “Let’s go, follow the process.”

Her legs frozen, Kui Xin couldn’t move. Red ordered Silverface to carry her, dragging Wei Zhi himself.

In the distance, Cicada had already opened the portal.

Surviving clones lined up waiting nearby.

“Is this what the organization aims for? A single move achieving multiple gains?” Kui Xin stared at Red’s head.

“Don’t ask me; I genuinely don’t know either. Even I was kept in the dark for this operation… everyone might have been unaware.” Red scoffed. “It’s better not to speculate on Boss’s intentions.”