Chapter 615: Total Annihilation
In Heying City, the Indestructible King Kong, Peng Jialuo, ultimately fell under the joint assault of two Eclipse Moon Group members.
Among the ten factions present, his strength was considered top-tier.
But going up against two enemies of equal power, he couldn't handle the pincer attack. In the end, while battling Takizawa Takashi, he was ambushed by Wagatsuma Nanako with the Kama-Itachi, which pierced his heart.
As Peng Jialuo’s massive golden body crashed to the ground, Takizawa Takashi let out a long sigh of relief.
“That was a close one!”
Suddenly, playful laughter echoed from above.
Takizawa looked up and saw Wagatsuma Nanako riding the wind, slowly gliding toward him.
After landing, she gave Peng Jialuo a smug glance. “Without my help, you'd have had a hard time with that big guy! So he’s mine now.”
But Wagatsuma had no intention of letting him off the hook.
“Give me a break! His ability counters yours. I’m the one who counters him. So I was the main force this time!”
Takizawa's expression turned sour, but he had no comeback—because, frankly, she was right.
When your ability gets hard-countered, it’s tough to even use half your strength.
Wagatsuma didn’t care about his expression and went straight to absorbing Peng Jialuo’s ability.
In Blizzard City’s operations command center, one by one, the screens went dark, turning into static.
As the battle dragged on, their equipment for monitoring the field was systematically destroyed.
But Tu Yunlie hadn’t seen a single battlefield where they had the upper hand. Within just five minutes of the fight starting, three entire factions had been wiped out!
Tu Yunlie continued to watch coldly, silent and emotionless.
Meanwhile, the operations staff worked rapidly, using the few remaining feeds to record every detail about the Eclipse Moon Group members and compile it into a dossier.
An hour later, the final faction also lost contact.
An observer turned and reported the news to Tu Yunlie.
He simply responded with a cold, “Got it.”
His face showed no emotion, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed an undercurrent of unrest.
“Compile the report immediately. I need to brief Commander Zhu.”
Inside a shopping mall building, Hōōin Jin had eaten just a bit, then walked over to the window, hands in his pockets, looking out leisurely over the city.
Linhai City wasn’t particularly big in the southeast coastal region of Huaguo, but in terms of prosperity, it wasn’t bad.
To Hōōin, who had come from Tokyo, the city held a unique charm.
It was the grounded, weighty feeling of being on a continental landmass.
The Neon people had possessed a deep sense of crisis for over a century.
Their island nation's instability had long driven a desire to become a land-based power.
That classic film Neon Sinks was the perfect symbol of that mindset.
After the apocalypse began, the fear of being isolated on an island only grew stronger.
That’s why radical "landing factions" like theirs began to grow and flourish.
The Eclipse Moon Group was the most extreme vanguard among them.
The door suddenly swung open, and the team members who’d gone on missions trickled back in.
Some looked relaxed, while others had minor injuries.
Daikō Kaienjin was still in his suit, lounging casually on a sofa. From his calm expression, it was clear how easy this mission had been for him.
The Eclipse Moon members were all smiling, chatting about the opponents they’d faced—and how easily they had crushed them.
At that moment, a dragging sound came from outside the door.
Something slammed into the entrance.
Everyone turned to look and saw Tsunamoto Nobunaga lazily push open the door, his Great Prajna Long Light blade slung casually at his side.
In his right hand, he was dragging a man soaked in blood.
Jingūji Seiichirō frowned at the sight. “That your prisoner?”
Tsunamoto Nobunaga said lazily, “Killing alone won’t cut it. We’re up against a massive organization. If we can get some intel out of them, that would be perfect.”
He glanced down at the man he’d captured—Li Tianlong, the faction leader from Yunzhou.
“This guy’s a leader. He should know quite a bit.”
Li Tianlong suddenly glared with wide, bloodshot eyes and used the last of his strength to roar, “You f***ing Neon bastards! If you're gonna kill me, just do it! I won’t say a single damn word!”
Tsunamoto Nobunaga frowned—he couldn’t understand a thing Li Tianlong was yelling.
Just then, the short-haired high schooler who’d been handling cleanup duties chuckled, “The combat suit comes with a built-in translation system, you know!”
Tsunamoto waved him off. “I don’t like wearing that junk. Slows down my draw speed.”
Saijōbaba Satoru shrugged helplessly. “Guess I’ll handle it.”
He stood and walked up to the barely conscious Li Tianlong.
“Don’t even think about it…”
Li Tianlong stared him down, voice weak but still fierce.
Saijōbaba wasn’t fazed at all. He walked up with a grin, calm as ever.
“It’s okay. You’ll tell me.”
Li Tianlong sneered, “Heh… dream on…”
But the words died in his throat.
Saijōbaba had placed both hands on either side of his head.
Li Tianlong’s eyes rolled back, and his body went limp.
Two ghostly hands emerged from Saijōbaba’s chest and plunged deep into Li Tianlong’s skull!
Outside, Hōōin Jin lit a cigarette. When he finally walked back in, he saw Li Tianlong collapsed on the floor, completely unconscious.
Saijōbaba adjusted his glasses with a sunny smile. “Boss, I’ve gathered all their intel! We really stirred things up this time!”
His grin turned manic—he looked like a delusional teen thrilled at having done something "legendary."
“The entire Jiangnan region is hunting us down now! Man, they really want us dead.”
“Who would've thought—after fleeing all the way here, we’d still cause such a ruckus!”
Jingūji Seiichirō looked at him with clear disdain. “That’s nothing to be proud of. It’s only going to bring us more trouble.”
Saijōbaba ignored the warning and spread his arms. “But it’s cool, right? One of the six great districts of Huaguo is going all-out against us!”
Jingūji’s tone turned serious. “If we push them too hard and they come at us with everything they’ve got, even with Mayumi here, I doubt we’d make it out unscathed!”
Saijōbaba suddenly made a face at him.
“Relax, Uncle Jingūji. I just confirmed it!”
A strange glint flashed in his lenses.
“Out of Jiangnan’s six top-tier combat investigation squads, only two are still at HQ—and one of them just lost its captain.”
“This is our best shot!”