Apocalyptic Era: Starting from picking up a Bishoujo
Chapter 206 - 195 out of cage 2

Chapter 206: 195 out of cage 2

The seals binding the demon hunters weren’t the only things that were undone.

Anti-investigation barriers lined the cells in various parts of the secret base, and although these perception-hindering barriers wouldn’t sever my connection with "Firefly," they still posed an obstruction when I needed to remotely manipulate "Firefly" to morph into a key.

So, while liberating all the demon hunters, I also took the liberty of shattering these bothersome things with my own "gaze."

Over half of the anti-investigation barriers inside the secret base were pulverized in an instant, and the sound akin to an air raid siren blared frantically in all directions. Through the "Fireflies" positioned everywhere, I saw guards patrolling the corridors turn pale with shock, and researchers torturing prisoners in cells panic—more so because they witnessed the subjects bound to the crucifixes suddenly become free entities.

The demon hunters, like beasts freed from their cages, each revealed their fierce, cruel fangs.

They might not remember the countless memories of being rebooted, but they certainly remembered the death and pain etched into their souls, as well as the hatred and rage that arose from it. These superhumans, endowed with powerful mana, killed their tormentors at the first opportunity of freedom, then burst through the half-opened iron doors onto the corridors, creating a bloody, gory mess.

There were over sixty demon hunters trapped in this secret base, more than two-thirds were of Bad Level, the rest were of Residence Level, with none having achieved level; whereas the total number of guards, minus those I had killed not long ago, was fifteen.

In terms of numbers, the guard force was overwhelmingly small, yet each of them was of Residence Level, they were well-rested and strong, and all were of the Physical Enhancement type without any weaknesses. Should an all-out war break out with the demon hunters, they might not necessarily be the last ones laughing, but they would undoubtedly deal a heavy blow to them. I was counting on the freed demon hunters to probe the depth of Chen Long’s secrets, so naturally, I couldn’t let the guard force act freely.

Those "Fireflies" that had previously been responsible for unlocking the demon hunter force, I hadn’t collected them back yet, and now as the guard force was the first to rush to the frontline, before they even clashed with the demon hunters, I remote-manipulated "Fireflies" to strike first.

Even though I couldn’t harness much strength at the moment, I had more than enough to take care of these guards. The "Fireflies" transformed into blades of fiery Sword Qi and directly bombarded the guards.

Some guards, turned into monstrosities, were hit directly and instantly turned into dry, charred husks; some barely dodged, only to be hit just the same by the swift-returning flames of Sword Qi, and still turned into dry, charred husks on the spot... Scenes like this unfolded all over the secret base, and within the span of a breath and a half, nearly every guard had breathed their last.

The demon hunters in a frenzy of rampage didn’t even glance at those guards as they proceeded to slaughter other researchers who hadn’t managed to escape.

It wasn’t just out of intense hatred, but also part of the plan initially agreed upon by the girl Lu Chan. If they behaved so wildly within the base, someone would be unable to stand it and would do everything possible to suppress the insurrection in the shortest time possible.

That person would be Chen Long.

A terrifying wave of mana fluctuations swept across the entire secret base in an instant, making the gravity of this isolated reality space seem to increase countless times. The girl Lu You at my side involuntarily reached out to support herself against the wall, nearly falling to the ground, her face turning pale, breaths labored, and a clear cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

The demon hunters, targeted for extermination, became slow to act, and their expressions seemed to awaken from hatred and rage as they looked in the direction from where the mana fluctuations came.

By the time the closest demon hunters turned their heads to look, it was already too late; the source of the mana fluctuations had already passed by them, and their bodies, as if only then realizing their deaths, exploded into pieces a fraction of a moment too late.

Some demon hunters started to flee into the distance, aiming to kill a few more researchers before death took them; while many more demon hunters showed even more hateful expressions, intentionally sprinting towards opponents they knew they could not match.

"Traitor—"

"Chen Long!"

Colorful spells bombarded Chen Long, who was sprinting at high speed.

At the same time, the girl Lu Chan also reached out her hand, placing it on my shoulder, launching a spell to connect with my spirit.

Now she could see through the eyes of the "Firefly" by synchronizing with my spirit from every angle, observing Chen Long’s movements inside the base, analyzing the secrets of Chen Long using his full power within the base; and I could also share her perspective, even seeing the normal scenes of the base.

When I first heard this part of her plan, I was curious about what the normal scene of the base looked like and wanted to connect to her perspective in advance to see. However, she warned me that doing so might destroy the "filter" I had for the secret base.

This twisted "filter" of mine originally came from Lu Youxun outside, and since Lu Chan and Lu Youxun are essentially the same person, her normal cognition could completely override the distorted perception brought by Lu Youxun. Because the "filter" was still useful until just now, I therefore refrained from doing so.

And now, it proved that her prediction was accurate.

At this moment, the base in my eyes underwent a dramatic transformation.

The iron wire net flooring glowing with fiery red light, the filthy and blood-stained white painted walls, the flickering broken light tubes... all of these things slid out of sight like mud washed off a windowpane, replaced by hospital-like civilized and sanitary wide corridors; cells and torture devices turned into laboratories and experiment equipment, and the entrance changed from a rusted iron door to a metal door equipped with security verification systems.

It seems I temporarily couldn’t return to that seemingly horrifying yet convenient "filter".

The bloody and brutal slaughterhouse turned into a genuine research facility, except that this research facility’s labs and corridors were littered with one unrecognizable corpse after another, resembling a research institute that had just experienced a bioterrorism incident.

The "superpower zombies" that had escaped containment were relentlessly launching suicidal attacks on Chen Long.

Such attacks were nothing more than a slight itch to Chen Long, who was slaughtering his way through the corridors at a speed beyond sound. The demon hunters with weaker body defenses couldn’t even withstand the shockwaves generated by his movement, while relatively stronger Residence Level demon hunters shattered upon his touch. The number of demon hunters was rapidly decreasing.

At the same time, he also noticed the "Firefly" coming from every direction.

"— Zhuang Cheng, is it you causing trouble!" he bellowed.