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Chapter 1463 - 1456: Initiating the Pursuit

Chapter 1463: Chapter 1456: Initiating the Pursuit

"Is this thing really stronger than metal weapons?" Cheng Ziang looked it over with his head lowered, then curiously looked up to ask.

"Of course," Zisu nodded and said, "As you’ve seen, there aren’t many metal weapons on the island. For one thing, Aximiya Island doesn’t produce iron, so it must be imported from the Continent. On the other hand, the climate on Aximiya Island is too humid, and metal weapons would need to be frequently maintained in this environment, or they would easily rust. Ironheart Wood doesn’t have this problem; this type of wood is highly resistant to decay, and its hardness is nearly on par with metal, which is why many tools and even weapons are made from Ironheart Wood."

Cheng Ziang nodded, lightly scraped the blade of the machete with his hand, and found it was indeed quite sharp, but the edge also had quite a few notches, suggesting it was frequently used in combat.

The Faceless machete was quite interesting. It was over a meter in length, the widest part was nearly ten centimeters, while the narrowest was only about five centimeters. The blade was wide and gradually tapered to a narrower handle.

Cheng Ziang weighed it in his hand; although this wood was lighter than iron, it wasn’t by much—it was still heavier compared to ordinary wood.

Just as they were falling back into a brief silence, suddenly a loud wailing cry caught their attention.

A woman of the Ghost Race, obstructed by a group of people, was crying and trying to run into the forest. The crowd around her was chattering away, holding her back firmly to prevent her from rushing off recklessly.

"What happened?" Cheng Ziang turned his head to ask.

"It seems that woman’s child was taken by the Faceless, probably won’t come back," Zisu said with a helpless sigh, shaking her head in regret.

"So she wants to save her own child?" Cheng Ziang asked, clearly moved.

"Yes," Zisu nodded, listened carefully for a moment, and then continued, "It seems to be a girl. If it were a boy, he’d probably already be dead, taken by the Faceless for food. But if it’s a girl, the consequences are even more unthinkable."

"No wonder she’s crying so heartbreakingly." Cheng Ziang frowned slightly.

The Faceless usually stood over two meters tall, and the people of the Ghost Race, especially the women, generally did not exceed one meter fifty in height—it was anyone’s guess why the Faceless would use the women of the Ghost Race to carry on their lineage.

Hearing the woman’s wails, the Ghost Race’s High Shaman, surrounded by a crowd, slowly approached the woman. As soon as the woman saw the High Shaman, she rushed up like grabbing a lifeline, clutching her legs and pleaded bitterly.

However, the High Shaman seemed very indifferent, placing a hand on the woman’s head, whispering some comforting words. But her comfort was clearly futile, after hearing her words, the woman collapsed on the ground and began to cry out in despair.

"What’s the situation?" The Ghost Race woman’s cries had a strong emotional impact, and even someone who didn’t understand the language of the Ghost Race like Cheng Ziang felt heartache, and his nose felt sour.

"It means she can’t be saved, the High Shaman told her to mourn," Zisu sighed with a lament, "The night forest is the hunting ground of the Faceless, and anyone who trespasses is bound to be hunted. Therefore, the High Shaman is also helpless and can only help her perform a shamanic prayer."

"Isn’t she capable of summoning immortals, why not have them save the person?" Cheng Ziang asked, puzzled.

"The Summoning the Immortal Ceremony can only be used in the village. Once outside the village, even the High Shaman is powerless," Zisu explained.

"Heh, to believe not in the masses but in ghosts and spirits." Hearing Zisu’s words, Cheng Ziang seemed a bit angry, coldly mocking.

"This world isn’t so perfect," Zisu glanced back at him, shrugging.

"I only believe that man can conquer nature," Cheng Ziang said and turned to look at Baiyue.

Noticing his gaze, Baiyue was startled at first, then pointed toward the dense forest, and asked in a low voice with some surprise: "You want to go..."

"I just had a good idea, want to help out?" Cheng Ziang asked confidently.

"What idea?" Baiyue asked instinctively.

"Let’s save the person first," Cheng Ziang was being cryptic.

"It’s just, this person is probably already..." Baiyue said with some difficulty.

"Miss Zisu said that the Faceless don’t kill Ghost Race women immediately upon capturing them; there should still be a glimmer of hope," Cheng Ziang stated.

Hearing his words, Baiyue pondered for a moment, then mustered up the courage to ask: "Just the three of us?"

"No, just the two of us." Cheng Ziang pointed to himself and Feng.

"Then what do you need me to do?" Baiyue asked with a slight frown.

"Stay here and keep an eye on Zisu. Yuanzi weapons cannot be used in a jungle environment; you wouldn’t be much help if you went." As Cheng Ziang spoke, he took the Origin Submachine Gun from his shoulder and handed it to her, "And hold onto the gun for me."

"Just the two of you, can you manage?" Baiyue took the submachine gun, asking worriedly.

"Feng is an expert in Royal Dao, and I have my secret weapon. No problem," Cheng Ziang confidently stated.

Hearing this, Baiyue knew that Cheng Ziang had made up his mind, so she nodded slightly and then asked once more, "So, what exactly is this great idea of yours?"

"I’ll tell you when we get back." Cheng Ziang said with a wink.

"Don’t jinx it by saying that!" Baiyue said with a frown.

"It’s not a jinx; you’ll know when we return." Cheng Ziang said with a slight smile, but Baiyue could not see his confident expression.

"What are you two talking about?" Since their conversation was a mix of Chinese and Tasta, Zisu could not understand them at all.

"Miss Zisu, we’re going to chase down the people. Please go inform the Ghost Race," Cheng Ziang spoke to Zisu with a sincere tone.

"You’re going to chase down the people," upon hearing his words, Zisu was immediately stunned, then shook her head like a rattle drum, "No, no, that’s too dangerous. You have no idea how formidable the Faceless in the jungle are."

"Don’t worry, we can handle most of the dangers in this world," Cheng Ziang confidently stated.

"What if something happens to you, how would I explain it to Luo’er?" Zisu asked with concern.

"Baiyue will help you explain it to Luo’er." Cheng Ziang said, then nudged Baiyue towards Zisu.

"Please be careful," Baiyue, now next to Zisu, turned to say with concern.

"Rest assured, everything will be fine," said Cheng Ziang confidently, waving his hand and then turning to ask Feng, "Ready, Feng?"

"Ready!" Feng wasn’t scared by such an affair, but exceedingly excited. She had already drawn her longsword from her back, her hand trembling slightly with excitement.

"Then, lead the way!" Cheng Ziang commanded, pointing towards the jungle.

No sooner had his words fallen than Feng unleashed a wave of swordenergy, instantly tearing through the shrubs and trees in front of them, then quickly darted into the jungle like an arrow released from a bowstring.

"We’ll be back soon, don’t worry," Cheng Ziang said, drawing his longsword and following the path Feng had carved into the jungle, leaving behind a worried Zisu and Baiyue.

The jungle was pitch dark; it was nearly impossible to see anything with the naked eye. However, Feng’s perception of things did not rely on her eyes, or her ears, but her exceptionally strong domain perception.

This perception was somewhat similar to a bat’s sonar system, able to accurately map out terrain contours and lock onto potential targets nearby. Indeed, it was because of this that Feng could move swiftly through the pitch-black jungle as if it were light.

Cheng Ziang, on the other hand, was different. He didn’t have the same strong perception as Feng, but he had an ace up his sleeve—Liseya.

After bumbling into the jungle for fifty meters or so, he immediately summoned Liseya. Liseya was very familiar with Cheng Ziang’s current situation, and as soon as she appeared, she concentrated her magic to form a glowing entity, providing him with illumination.

Of course, Cheng Ziang’s summoning of Liseya was not just for lighting, but to rely on her extraordinary mobility to search for targets, guiding him to catch up with the Faceless who had kidnapped the Ghost Race girls.

Both Liseya and Fulajie’er were Demigod Spirits and Fulajie’er possessed a powerful ability—that was to perform large-scale searches with Luo as the center. It was precisely because of such a precedent that Cheng Ziang dared to promise to find the kidnapped Ghost Race girl.

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