- The Reincarnation World Where Only I Know the Storyline
- RWWOKS Chapter 227
Boom!
A deafening explosion stunned the pedestrians on the street.
After a brief moment of hesitation, people began to flee in an orderly manner, as though they had rehearsed this countless times.
Andy’s ultimate attack was powerful. Even though the car’s defenses were enhanced, it was still obliterated by the fierce wave of energy head-on.
As parts flew in all directions, the flaming Sun Wheel Sword swiftly reached the man’s front.
Breath of the Sun, Thirteenth Form: Fierce Sun Blaze!
The attack was ferocious, but Andy had prepared for it. He crouched down and easily dodged the limited range of the Sun Wheel Sword. However, he certainly couldn’t avoid the overwhelming tide of black sand iron.
[Chaser approaching, Reincarnator, please prepare for action!]
Using the sand iron to temporarily entrap the enemy, Fang Bo activated his floating acceleration and tried to escape through the air.
Characters from “King of Fighters” were indeed strong, but unfortunately, most of the fighters had poor aerial combat abilities.
Thanks to Germa technology, he could easily escape from this group of enemies.
But what surprised him was that the pursuit by the Nests’s assassins would appear at this time.
The Green D of the Hungry Wolf team relentlessly pursued, and the assassins from the Nests launched wave after wave of attacks.
“If only they could tear each other apart,” Fang Bo muttered.
A cold breeze blew, and as he turned his head, he saw the intersection he had passed earlier had frozen over with thick ice.
At the top of the ice, a girl named Kula was struggling to wave at him, “Mr. Spider, I’m here to hunt you down~”
She tried to say more, but just then, the ice beneath her feet suddenly trembled violently.
Before she could react, Kula was knocked flying by a blast of energy.
Terry emerged from the ice, pulling out his rumored girlfriend, Mary, along with him.
They had no grudges with the Nests, but they never expected the enemy to strike first. This thoroughly enraged the Hungry Wolf team.
At the same time, Terry’s attack on Kula also caused dissatisfaction from his boss and healer, Foxy.
She treated Kula like a daughter, so how could she stand by and watch others bully the girl?
“You’re looking for death!”
And with that, the battle between Nests and Hungry Wolf officially began!
“Why aren’t you helping yet?” Fang Bo asked Andy, pointing toward the battlefield.
Terry was indeed strong, and in a short time, he and Kula would definitely be evenly matched.
But Mary and Dong Zhang were a different story. They were far weaker and couldn’t compare to the female officer from Nests or the bodyguard robot always by Kula’s side.
With the two of them slowing Terry down, if the battle continued, Terry would be doomed.
Only if Andy joined in would there be a chance to drive the enemy away.
Having assessed the situation, Andy shot Fang Bo a glare and then immediately rushed to join his teammate.
Seeing this, Fang Bo turned and flew toward the sky.
Thanks to the Hungry Wolf team’s assistance, the Nests’s fourth pursuit was ended.
They just needed to survive the final assault to complete this difficult hidden mission.
—-
Ohio, Hell’s Delight Team’s performance venue.
The dark stage suddenly lit up, accompanied by ear-splitting cheers, as the towering, muscular bassist, Kiyokage, appeared first on stage.
The sexy and seductive keyboardist, Shermie, followed, with the lead vocalist, Chris, taking the stage last.
The power of the music swept through the crowd, and every person in the audience moved to the beat, twisting their bodies in unison.
In this feverish atmosphere, even a whole night of partying didn’t make anyone feel the slightest fatigue.
This was a world for the young—no restraints or burdens, no cruelty or danger, only the coexistence of music and passion.
With his arms around the blonde woman in front of him, Fang Bo closed his eyes, joining the surrounding youth in a wild shout.
After all, his target was close at hand. He couldn’t just interrupt their performance; that would be incredibly rude.
It was better to let his spirit roam free and release some of his own pressure in the heat of the moment.
As a woman’s hand reached toward his waistband, Fang Bo gently pushed her away.
He just wanted to let loose; there was no intention of loosening his belt.
Since this was a rave, let’s just enjoy it. Why would anyone be focused on unbuckling someone’s pants while partying?
Wasn’t everyone here just to let off some steam?
Fang Bo didn’t quite understand. Perhaps it was because he had never really come to places like this in his past life.
On stage, Chris, who looked delicate like a young boy, was using his powerful and clear voice to express courage, diving into each lyric with extraordinary emotion.
Fang Bo had to admit that his songs were genuinely moving.
It was the first time Fang Bo understood the allure of rock music—how it could truly ignite people’s passion and energy.
Soon, the song ended, and Shermie took the microphone from her bandmate.
Her style was different; every lyric seemed to pull the deepest, most sincere emotions from within, awakening souls long numb and indifferent.
Time passed minute by minute as Fang Bo savored the feeling of the soundwaves crashing against his body.
Many girls also took the initiative to make physical contact with him. Perhaps it was his muscular frame that stirred certain thoughts in their minds.
At first, Fang Bo tolerated it, but soon, his patience ran thin. He slapped each girl one by one, knocking them out.
By the time the concert neared its end, the audience noticed a few unfortunate girls lying on the ground.
Avoiding the bustling crowd, Fang Bo made his way backstage to the singers’ area.
“Hey, buddy,” a black security guard stopped him, pointing to the “No Entry” sign.
Fang Bo didn’t bother to argue. He lifted his finger and waved it slightly. The ordinary security guard immediately fell under his hypnosis.
Once backstage, following the guidance of his fighting senses, Fang Bo headed toward the room closest to him.
Noticing that the door was slightly open, he confidently walked in and immediately saw a pink bra scattered on a chair.
“Oops,” Fang Bo thought, trying to back out, but the door slammed shut behind him.
Shermie, wrapped in a white towel, slowly emerged from the bathroom.
Her voluptuous figure made the towel seem almost laughably inadequate, as though a gentle breeze could make it slip right off her.
Seeing that he couldn’t leave, Fang Bo casually sat down on a chair, his gaze fixed on the woman across from him.
At least in this room, no one would accuse him of “glaring” at her.
After a brief stand-off, it was Shermie who couldn’t hold out any longer.
“Didn’t expect the helper that Geese mentioned to be so rude.”
It was clear she wasn’t planning to let this matter slide easily.
Her reasons were unknown, but perhaps she wanted to test him a little. But Fang Bo never followed the other person’s rhythm.
“I didn’t expect it either,” he said leisurely, adjusting his collar. His words immediately made Shermie’s face change color, “For someone as powerful as one of the Four Heavenly Kings, your strength seems a bit lacking.”
[Shermie (Four Heavenly Kings)]
[Attack Tendency: High]
[Attribute Tendency: Mental, Perception, Strength]
[Trait: Frenzied Rice Light (Legendary)]
[Threat Level: Slight Pressure]
As the star of the Heavenly Kingdom’s divine race, her threat level was surprisingly low, hardly comparable to her legendary trait of “Frenzied Rice Light.”
This only suggested that, in the final battle of 97, the three of them had absorbed too much power from the Great Serpent.
Now, she had fallen to the level where she was comparable to fighters like Mai Shiranui, Billy, and Andy.
As Fang Bo had said, her strength was indeed lacking.
Not to mention dealing with Nests; it was questionable whether she could even defeat him.
“What did you say?” Hearing his unreserved disdain, the woman finally snapped in anger.
A flash of lightning appeared out of nowhere, moving with such speed that Fang Bo had no chance to dodge.
Ultimate Skill: Thunder Moon of the Cloudless Sky!
[You have been struck by Shermie’s Thunder Moon of the Cloudless Sky, taking 125 points of lightning damage.]
[The innate trait “Steel Heart” has activated, restoring 68 points of health.]
From the damage dealt, it was clear that her power had been severely weakened.
Even though the lightning struck, there was no paralyzing effect at all.
The Wind Shadow Puppet appeared between them, its mechanical jaws opening wide, with the Dragon Rider inside already poised and ready to fire.
At such a close range, the woman couldn’t possibly avoid the bullet.
“Stop!”
As the command rang out, Fang Bo felt his steps suddenly grow heavy.
It was as if the earth had gained some kind of sticky property, making it hard for his feet to leave the ground.
Turning his head slowly, he saw a tall man walk into the room.
[Kiyokage (Four Heavenly Kings)]
[Attack Tendency: Low]
[Attribute Tendency: Strength, Physique, Perception]
[Trait: Withered Earth (Legendary)]
[Threat Level: Highly Dangerous]
“Finally, someone who looks decent,” Fang Bo murmured, surprised that Kiyokage’s strength was still relatively intact.
But after a moment of sensing, he realized that his fighting aura wasn’t nearly as powerful as top-tier fighters like Iori or others.
In terms of evaluation, he was a top-tier, but still considered a “ground-level” fighter.
He was certainly stronger than Andy, Dong Zhang, and Mary, but his strength was somewhat limited.
“I guess you’re not here to cause trouble,” Kiyokage said, entering the room and glancing at his teammate before sitting down in front of Fang Bo.
At this, Shermie curled her lips and, after a brief hesitation, obediently went into the changing room to change her clothes.
Fang Bo, focusing entirely on Kiyokage, shook his head and said, “I’m here to find Geese. I’ve made all the necessary preparations, but I wonder how far along his gathering efforts are.”
Geese had come looking for the Four Heavenly Kings to try to reassemble the Heavenly Kingdom’s forces.
However, he quickly realized that the others were in much the same situation as he was.
With Orochi completely sealed, their powers had dramatically decreased, and they had lost the qualification to compete with top-tier fighters.
Even if the Four Heavenly Kings gathered, their combined abilities would be useless. So, Geese soon left on his own.
“He’s trying to collect your father’s blood to enhance his strength,” Kiyokage explained.
Collecting Orochi’s blood?
Fang Bo wasn’t at all surprised.
Many powerful individuals had sought to collect it; Geese was just one of them.
The method seemed plausible, though how effective it was remained to be seen.
Half a month had passed, and the leader of the Heavenly Kingdom should have regained some of his strength.
How much he had recovered could only be revealed when they met face-to-face.
“Where exactly did he go?” Fang Bo asked.
It didn’t matter if he missed him now; finding Geese was the most important thing.
As for clues about Orochi’s blood, he could always visit Nests’s research base.
He believed that would provide valuable information and perhaps some rewarding results.
Having obtained Geese’s whereabouts, Fang Bo turned to leave, and only then did Shermie emerge slowly from the changing room.
“What a rude guy,” she muttered, clearly still displeased.
With a wave of his hand signaling her to say nothing more, Kiyokage slumped tiredly into a chair, gazing up at the ceiling as if deep in thought.
Elsewhere, Chris stood at the corner of the hallway, his face pressed against the wall, peering through a crack in the door to observe Fang Bo’s retreating figure.
Once Fang Bo’s silhouette completely disappeared, Chris stepped out from the corner.
A strange and eerie smile spread across his youthful face, as though he had just witnessed something that greatly intrigued him.
After waiting quietly outside for a moment, Chris regained his usual calm demeanor.
He knocked on the door, and after receiving permission, he entered the room.
It was as if the earlier scene had been nothing more than a fleeting illusion. No one would have noticed anything strange about the boy.
(End of Chapter)