Last Totem Novel - Chapter 458
Chapter 458 Distortion
Three days later …
“Qianhe, don’t be so stubborn. Listen to mother’s words. After this marriage, your father and I will be at ease for the rest of our lives.” Mu Qianhe’s mother advised from outside the door, “Your father is sick with anger. His blood pressure has been stuck in his body, and he is still lying in bed …”
“Creak” The old wooden door was immediately pulled open. Mu Qianhe walked out with an anxious expression and asked, “Dad, what’s wrong? Quickly take me to take a look!”
“It’s on the bed in the back room.” Mu Qianhe’s mother said.
Mu Qianhe quickly walked past his mother and through the narrow patio. He lifted the curtain and entered the inner room. He saw his old father lying on the bed, staring blankly at the roof, as if he was thinking of something. When he noticed that someone was coming in, he turned his head around with difficulty. Seeing that it was his eldest daughter, he forced himself to sit up. Mu Qianhe hurriedly stepped forward to stop his father from getting up. He held back his tears and said, “Dad, I’m sorry.”
Mu Qianhe’s father waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
“Dad” Looking at his weak father, Mu Qianhe said with tears in his eyes, “If you say marry, then your daughter will marry.”
Mu Qianhe’s father gasped for breath and said with difficulty, as if he was enduring great pain. “Child, father is not … not forcing you … the other party is … is … a good family … we … we’ve all … asked for you … asked for you …” He has a heart attack. If his blood pressure is too high, he will have a heart ache. Although he was wholeheartedly thinking about his daughter, he didn’t know that Jiang Bowen was a beast. If he really married her, the only thing awaiting her was endless pain and misery.
“Dad, stop talking. Daughter will listen to you.” At this moment, Mu Qianhe finally gave up.
Let everything be a memory …
However, just as the Mu Clan’s father and daughter wept, an uninvited guest came to the Mu Clan’s courtyard.
The man was dressed in an old mechanical power armor. The surface of the armor was covered in scratches and stains of rust. He was also wearing a dusty cloth robe, making him look rather tattered. However, the murderous aura on his body was so dense that no one dared to approach him.
He was wearing a helmet. He could not see his appearance, nor did he have the intention to take off his helmet. He directly rushed in through the main entrance of the courtyard. He crossed his hands and stood in front of his chest in the front courtyard. The guard who wanted to stop him was thrown away by his kick and flew dozens of meters away. No one dared to approach him.
The Mu Clan’s courtyard was a three-storey mansion with three entrances and three exits. Each courtyard had a main room, a wing room, a lower room, a rain corridor, and a courtyard. Mu Baiyu was the current Patriarch of the Mu Clan, so he lived in the innermost area. When he learned of the situation, he put on his power armor, called a few experts from the courtyard and Jiang Bowen, who was temporarily staying here, and rushed to the front courtyard, this uninvited guest had already injured several guards of the Mu Clan. The Mu Clan was a large clan of the Golden Horn Clan. The guards were at least Second Grade Psionic Adepts. Although the power armor was of the first generation and was somewhat dilapidated, it was actually unable to withstand the combined power of a single person in front of them.
On the way here, Jiang Bowen was secretly delighted to learn that something had happened to the Mu Clan. He was a late-Fifth Order psionic energy practitioner with extraordinary battle prowess. He just happened to show his hand so that the old man of the Mu Clan could quickly make a decision. He never imagined that that tattered shoe would actually be so arrogant. Even he dared to reject it. He was truly blind.
When he thought of the rumors between Mu Qianhe and the nobles, he hated it from the bottom of his heart and cursed, “You stinking bitch, you’re willing to let them play, but you’re not willing to marry me. Am I not worthy of you? Slave-faced maidservant, bitch!” The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He secretly swore in his heart, “Wait until I marry you, and see if I don’t play you to death! I’ll torture you to death! I can’t beg you to die!” Thinking of this, his body reacted. Mu Qianhe was also a rare beauty. She had a charming appearance, a robust body, and a large and plump chest. If she were to be ravaged, it would definitely be incomparably refreshing.
Actually, he had already thought that he would enjoy it before killing Mu Qianhe. To this bitch who knelt and licked the nobles, he wanted to whip her so hard that she regretted coming to this world. Before coming here, he had already made sufficient preparations, flipped through a large amount of information on torture, and learned all kinds of cruel methods of interrogation. He was well aware of what kind of potion could prolong his life, what kind of potion could ensure his sobriety, and what kind of pain could be caused by the use of torture tools. In addition, he also spent a lot of money to buy a set of “Blades of Backlight” torture tools. This set of torture tools was similar to surgical instruments. It was extremely exquisite. There were more than a dozen scalpel knives with different uses. Crochet needles, intestinal forceps, mouth plugs, and electric shock appliances of various sizes were all available.
Whenever he thought of the use of these instruments, he would be very excited. On the one hand, he wanted to find out Mu Qianhe’s capital account through torture, on the other hand, he could satisfy his twisted desire.
In his thoughts, he came to the front courtyard and saw the uninvited guest. When he discovered that the other party was wearing a worn-out mechanical power armor, he laughed inwardly. The guards of the Mu Clan were too unbearable to even stop such a person. Looks like the Mu Clan’s strength is just like that. I’m afraid that the power armor of these guards is in disrepair, leaving only an empty shell. The more he thought about it, the happier he became. Not only was he more confident in marrying Mu Qianhe, he would also kill Mu Qianhe and seize his property in the future. It was estimated that the Mu Clan would not be able to investigate in the central continent.
“Friend, who are you? What’s your grudge with our Mu Clan?” Mu Baiyu took a step forward and asked calmly, but his tone was filled with anger, and he did not conceal it.
“You don’t need to know who I am, you just need to know” The man looked around. Although he couldn’t see his expression, his cold gaze was like substance, causing everyone present to tremble.
“I only need 20 minutes to destroy your Mu Clan.” That person said indifferently.
“Arrogant child! See if I don’t break your mouth today!” A cousin behind Mu Baiyu was furious and unforgivable. He roared loudly. He was about to make a move when he reached out his hand to block it.
“Not bad, not bad. He’s a smart man” The man clapped his hands and spoke arrogantly. Then, he pointed out and said to the outside of the courtyard, “Tell someone to go out and take a look around, and then come back and talk to me.”
“Everyone, don’t trust him. He’s just making things up.” Jiang Bowen said loudly, pointing at the man.
The man tilted his head and looked at him, then suddenly said, “So you’re the one …” The other party seemed to be a little uncertain, and paused for a moment before asking, “The guy who wants to hit on my woman?”
Jiang Bowen was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said, “Where did the madman come from? Where is your woman here!” Then, he added, “Qianhe is my fianc é e. Don’t be delusional.”
The sophisticated Mu Baiyu immediately understood that this person was here for Mu Qianhe. He immediately said, “Friend, Qianhe is not married yet. He is currently single.” There were two meanings in his words. First, the matter had not been settled yet, and there was still room for discussion. After all, he could not figure out the origin of the other party, so he had to stabilize the other party first. Second, they expressed their neutrality and did not favor any side. He also wanted to take this opportunity to see Jiang Bowen’s strength.
Hearing Mu Baiyu’s words, Jiang Bowen couldn’t help but curse inwardly, “Old Fox.” Just as he was about to put on his helmet and activate his power armor, the man took action.
“Bang!”
Everyone present only heard a muffled sound. They didn’t see what was happening at all. Jiang Bowen flew backwards. After breaking a pear tree, he crashed into half of the wall in the side room. Amongst all of them, only Mu Baiyu, who was at the eighth stage of Psionic Ability, and his cousin, who was at the same stage behind him, could clearly see the situation. That person rushed forward and kicked Jiang Bowen out with his chest.
“Crash …” Along with the sound of bricks falling, Jiang Bowen stood up. Although his entire body was covered in ash and looked extremely miserable, he was actually not injured. Because Tie Zha did not ignite the power furnace, he relied on his own strength.
“Sneak attack! Shameless!” As Jiang Bowen put on his helmet, he cursed loudly and secretly injected psionic energy into the furnace. Along with the high-speed rotation of the furnace, a steady stream of power surged towards the limbs and waist. At the same time as the blue light appeared on the surface of the power armor, he suddenly stopped, pulled out the psionic dagger from his waist, and stabbed it fiercely.
For psionic artists, the power of psionic bullets was limited, making it very difficult to penetrate power armor, unless the bullets were filled with psionic star sand above rank eight. However, psionic cold weapons were different. After applying psionic energy, they would undergo a fundamental change and possess the ability to cut and pierce through alloy steel plates.
As a result, close combat was often the main form of battle between power-armored warriors and power-armored warriors, supplemented by long-range attacks. This was also why the standard equipment for psionic warriors was a psionic assault rifle and a psionic dagger. However, the choice of cold weapons depended entirely on one’s habits. For example, Muyu Qinxin used a Japanese saber, Bi Qinglan used a pair of short sabers, while Muyu Ling Lan used a sword shield, and You Ge used a thin sword.
Seeing that Jiang Bowen had used a psionic weapon as soon as he attacked, Mu Baiyu frowned imperceptibly. He didn’t like people who were too fierce. Jiang Bowen’s actions were obviously to kill the other party, not to subdue him. On the other hand, although that person had knocked down all the guards on the ground, it looked like they were all wounded on the skin and flesh.
In the next moment, facing Jiang Bowen, who was threatening him, the man suddenly stopped and jumped into the air. He flipped over his opponent’s head, avoiding the assassination.
Jiang Bowen missed the attack and immediately retracted his hand. At the same time, he turned around and stabbed at the man’s waist. In an instant, waves of blue light appeared on the blade, and it was like a wave of water, slowly spreading outwards. Seeing the blade piercing straight into their kidneys, everyone present couldn’t help but take in a breath of cold air. Jiang Bowen’s attack was extremely vicious, and his angle was also very crafty. If he stabbed it this time, half of his life would be lost.
“Bang!”
In a blink of an eye, that person somehow dodged a seemingly fatal blow, and even took the opportunity to sweep his fist, sending his opponent flying.
“Eight Extreme Fist!” At this moment, someone saw through the door and cried out in surprise.
“What! Eight Extreme Fist?” Mu Baiyu was immediately shocked. When he recalled it carefully, it was indeed very similar to the Eight Extreme Fist recorded in the book. It was fierce and domineering, moving forward without end.
At this time, Jiang Dewen, who had crashed into the second wall, got up with a dirty face. He stared at the other party, but did not dare to take the initiative to attack again. After a round of fighting, he finally understood that he was no match for that person. He was wondering if he should leave in disappointment, or if he should make peace, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to kill him in one blow. However, this wasn’t a difficult question to decide. It was even worse than killing him if he had to give up the fat meat that was fast to his mouth.
“Continue?” That person asked, as if he had no intention of attacking.
Jiang Bowen didn’t answer, he just stared at the other party.