Chapter 288: Disengage (1/2)

[Volume 4 – Perpetual Conflict]

“Don’t move! Hands in the air!” the city guard warrior shouted with his gun aimed at Qianye.

Qianye slowly raised both hands and edged back in silence until his back was pressed against the wall.

An entire group of city guards poured in from the entrance of the alleyway. Agents also appeared on the rooftops on both sides.

Qianye’s eyebrows twitched slightly—he had seen the two snipers hiding on a rooftop about 200 meters away, and the black muzzles aimed at him from the front were mostly from origin guns. This indicated that there were a fair number of fighters in this unit.

This ratio allowed Qianye to understand the strength of a clan’s private army. Even the troops distributed to a small border city like Darkshore wasn’t inferior to the imperial regular army.

A large burly officer jumped down from the jeep and swept his gaze over the corpses on the ground. “What happened here.”

“I’m not sure either. These people suddenly jumped out and attacked me,” said Qianye. “Oh, that fellow calls himself Triblade Ma.”

The bearded man waved his large arms and said, “No matter what happened here, I can figure it out. Right now, remove all the weapons on your body and come back with me to the city guard headquarters along with that Triblade Ma person. We have to make things clear.”

Qianye frowned slightly. As an officer of the city guard, this bearded man’s decision seemed quite normal, but Qianye could sense an inexplicable enmity and killing intent coming from him.

It was at this time that Qianye heard that odd whistling sound again. This time, he finally recalled what it was—it was the sound of a charging origin array!

Qianye instantly reacted by pushing himself backward with all his all strength. The brick wall simply couldn’t bear the impact—a huge hole immediately appeared amidst a cloud of dust, and bricks rustled down one after another as Qianye rushed into the room behind it.

A series of rumbles rang out within the alleyway as numerous origin bullets whistled over and bombarded Qianye’s previous position. A characteristic muffled sound was also heard amidst the explosions. That was the timber of a large caliber sniper rifle. Even his vampire constitution wouldn’t be able to endure the concentrated fire had Qianye kept on standing where he did. He would, no doubt, be injured quite badly.

A number of soldiers from the city guard rushed toward the hole in the wall in response to the bearded officer’s shouts. But suddenly, a number of green melon-sized grenades rolled over through the dust cloud.

“Origin grenades!” The group of city guards were frightened out of their wits and began to scramble in all directions.

The grenades traversed the alleyway and bumped into the opposite wall but didn’t explode.

“Goddammit, they’re dummies!” The bearded officer’s face turned ashen as he proceeded to personally lead the group forward.

At the same time, Qianye’s figure burst through the roof, knocking out the soldier therein and snatching his assault rifle in passing. He then plucked the string of grenades from the man’s waist, pulled the safety, and tossed them into the room below.

The room beneath his feet shook violently amidst the series of continuous explosions, accompanied by the bearded officer’s roars and curses. These gunpowder grenades possessed limited firepower. They were fairly effective against ordinary people, but it would be rather difficult to blast a rank-five fighter like the bearded officer to death. However, encountering a string of them in an enclosed space would still cause an episode of confusion.

Qianye felt extremely depressed despite having gained the advantage. He couldn’t help but want to spew out ruthless profanities.

The city guards had apparently come with malicious intentions. It would be quite troublesome if they were working together with the group in the alleyway. Breaking out without killing anyone would be fairly difficult since the other party held the advantage in numbers.

But the outcome would be grave if he were to kill the city guards. No clan would let off someone who had killed their people; they would inevitably chase him down regardless of the reason.

While Qianye was still hesitating about killing the soldiers, a sudden feeling of alarm arose in his heart. Stepping sideways, he narrowly avoided a number of bullets which whistled past his body.

Qianye’s expression was indifferent. He raised the assault rifle, aimed it at the sniper on the distant roof, and pulled the trigger all the way to the end.

The assault rifle spat out tongues of flame and was emptied within mere moments.

There were an entire 200 meters between Qianye and the sniper. Although he was within the range of the assault rifle, the sniper refused to believe Qianye could hit him while strafing from such a distance. In his eyes, the other party was just venting without a thought.

The rain of bullets flew out and landed more or less within a meter of the sniper. The sniper let out a loud scream and was flung away with dozens of bullet holes added to his body.

Qianye calmly swapped out a cartridge and fired toward a different direction. The second sniper also took ten-odd bullets and fell off the building, screaming.

Qianye swapped out the final cartridge and mowed down everyone else who dared poke their heads out. He then discarded the assault rifle, leapt off the roof, and soon vanished into the distance.

Only after Qianye had left did the city guards dare to clamber up and glance around cautiously. The bearded officer emerged from the half-collapsed wall with an ugly expression.