Mobile Shelter

Chapter 112 Simple Deterrence

Seeing Sasaki slowly approaching, Izumino Akira wisely retreated and quickly returned to the survivors' group.

Sasaki approached his destined car step by step, his aura suddenly becoming sharp. A cold, gleaming samurai sword appeared out of thin air in his palm, its blade reflecting the surrounding dim light and exuding a chilling killing intent.

He was strong and robust, with taut shoulders and back. Even just the way he stood holding his knife exuded the demeanor of a seasoned master of cold weapons.

At this moment, Dong Qi's natal car was still frantically devouring the surrounding metal materials, and the sound of mechanical operation was incessant. However, sensing the murderous aura coming from Sasaki, he still had to lock his attention on this uninvited guest, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

Faced with the hostile provocation, Dong Qi had no intention of defending or maneuvering. He rolled down the car window, reached out and pulled out a silenced pistol, and without uttering a word, pulled the trigger three times.

Three bullets whistled out, precisely targeting Sasaki's heart and head, each strike potentially fatal.

In a flash, Sasaki's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly exerted force with his wrist, turning the long sword in his hand into a streak of silver light, slashing continuously at an extremely fast speed.

Three crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out as he easily deflected the three incoming bullets, leaving not even a mark on the blade.

Easily deflecting the gunshot, Sasaki's lips curled into a disdainful sneer, inwardly scoffing: So what if there's an automatic rifle hidden in the car? Such ordinary firearms can't harm him in the slightest.

If that was all the other party could do, then he would gladly accept this strange car. But his smugness lasted less than half a second before an extremely blinding beam of light suddenly burst into his vision. Immediately afterward, Sasaki completely lost all consciousness, not even having time to scream.

Dong Qi stared at Sasaki, who had been instantly blasted to pieces by the electromagnetic cannon, and spat out a mouthful of disgust: "He can withstand a pistol, and he can withstand an electromagnetic cannon? What kind of trash is this, daring to delay my material gathering?"

To the other survivors of the island nation, this incredibly powerful electromagnetic cannon attack was no different from what Sasaki had witnessed.

Sasaki personally experienced the excruciating pain of being pierced through, while the others, by virtue of their positions, clearly saw that after the electromagnetic projectile pierced through Sasaki's body, its momentum did not diminish, and it blasted straight into the seaweed bushes beside him, forcibly carving out a brand new, flat passage.

Only now did this group of people belatedly realize how the passage they had followed all the way had been opened up.

If everyone was still in a state of shock and disbelief when Sasaki died on the spot, then when they saw the electromagnetic cannon blasting a passage just inches away with its earth-shattering power, a deep-seated panic instantly swept over the entire scene. Everyone's legs went weak, and they froze on the spot, unable to move, and even their breathing became cautious.

Those awakened individuals who were usually arrogant about their powerful abilities couldn't even muster a thought of resistance at this moment. They only felt cold all over and were completely overwhelmed by this overwhelming power.

Seeing that the island nation's people were terrified, Dong Qi didn't bother to think about it anymore. He withdrew his gaze and continued to control his vehicle, scavenging for metal as planned, as if he had just dealt with an insignificant ant.

The survivors were stunned, but they didn't remain stunned for long.

The mutated marine life in this area is not very intelligent. Although the electromagnetic cannon just now wiped out all the seaweed and lurking monsters in the area, it did not scare away its other kind in the slightest.

For mutated creatures, the death of their own kind is meaningless; their killing instinct never fades.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was still in shock and their guard was down, several dark figures suddenly sprang out from the seaweed all around, and the mutated marine creatures seized the opportunity to launch a frenzied sneak attack.

In just a few minutes, more than twenty ordinary people in the group fell down, their shrill screams piercing the deathly silence.

It was this heart-wrenching cry that instantly awakened the survivors who were gripped by fear.

Faced with the sneak attacks that appeared and disappeared from the seaweed, everyone no longer cared about being wary of Dong Qi and rushed towards the open space opened up by the electromagnetic cannon like madmen.

Compared to facing the electromagnetic cannon that could kill everything in an instant, they could hardly bear this kind of sneak attack that was nerve-wracking and could kill them at any moment.

The group huddled in the open space, their bodies tense as they stared in Dong Qi's direction, but the scene before them stunned them once again.

The surrounding metal materials had already been looted, and the strange, destined vehicle had already driven away to the next area to continue its work, leaving only an empty site and the chaotic atmosphere of the crowd.

Finally free from the seaweed thicket and able to catch their breath, the remaining Awakened gathered together with bitter expressions.

Recalling Sasaki's humiliating defeat, everyone fell silent, their hearts heavy, their previous arrogance completely gone.

The oppressive silence didn't last long; a hesitant voice suddenly rang out: "If all else fails... let Masako go and try."

After he finished speaking, no one responded. Everyone just glanced at the speaker and then fell silent again, making the atmosphere even more strange.

The man, his face flushed red under the scrutiny of the crowd, stubbornly continued to argue, "We've come to this point! The imperial court has abandoned us, and so-called deities have abandoned us too! Now we can only save ourselves! If Miss Yako is willing to lend a hand, it would mean the cult hasn't completely given up on us!"

In island nations, Shintoism holds a supreme position as the largest religion. Even if most people are not devout believers, they still feel an instinctive sense of awe towards those who practice Shintoism.

Masako Suzuki is the most revered priestess on the Fourth Island. Even though she has awakened her supernatural abilities, she has always been protected by other awakened individuals. The treatment she enjoys on a daily basis is far beyond what ordinary awakened individuals can receive.

To be able to sit in the position of the chief witch of the fourth island, Masako Suzuki was already extremely beautiful, a natural beauty that had not been sculpted by any artificial means.

She was introduced to the religion at a young age and received rigorous etiquette training, which gave her a gentle and refined temperament, with an inherent cool and holy charm.

Although everyone knew that she had awakened her superpowers, out of respect for the cult, they never inquired about the details of her abilities.

At this moment, when people mentioned her, it was clearly unrelated to any supernatural abilities. Her figure was draped in a loose, elegant witch's robe, yet it couldn't conceal her ethereal beauty. Her long, slender, white hands were like those sculpted from fine jade.

Even without makeup, her features were still exquisite – her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like autumn waters rippling across the surface, her nose was delicate and graceful, her lips were like rosy clouds, and her skin was as white as snow.

Her eyes sparkled with every glance, and every smile and frown exuded unparalleled elegance. Such words are not an exaggeration at all when describing her.

Everyone's gaze turned to the back of the crowd, to the figure that had been standing quietly the whole time.