Chapter 59: Hush—
"The target has awakened, emitting strong magnetic field interference. The helicopter can only descend to a minimum of 50 meters, not low enough for a low-altitude parachute drop. I suggest you land on the outskirts and then proceed with the assault," Melanie reported the current situation to Lu Chen.
Lu Chen opened the helicopter door, the strong wind causing his tousled hair to dance wildly. Cold raindrops struck his face, but he remained expressionless, gazing down at the eerie sea of flowers below.
"No time to waste, descend," Lu Chen instructed.
"You're crazy. Fifty meters, even with your lineage..." Melanie was astonished, wanting to stop the reckless youth, but her words were cut off.
"Descend," the youth turned to look at Melanie with his crimson-golden eyes. Melanie gritted her teeth and told the pilot, "Descend!"
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In the Nama tribe, the cattle and sheep, originally intended for the Americans, were now restless, their cries of distress echoing through the tribe, causing panic among the people as they looked towards the rapidly growing sea of flowers in the distance, believing it to be the wrath of the gods descending.
Once again, the melodious song rang out. The woman opened her arms as if to embrace the sky, her power restored to its peak, yet the sacrifice could still further empower her.
In that instant, over a dozen A-level specialists found themselves pinned to the ground, unable to move. Even resisting the bone-crushing force was difficult, let alone releasing their spells.
The sea of flowers swayed, the rain poured, and within this domain, the woman sitting up in the bronze coffin seemed like the center of the universe. Compliance with her caused the flowers to madly branch out; defiance led to prostration. Her grip was tyranny, her authority supreme!
Sara's cries were barely audible, but the flowers pulled her and her uncle closer to the terrifying sister.
Perhaps not wanting to involve Sara, Bob was not covered by the domain of authority, but he still felt despair. The events of tonight were too sudden, and they had never anticipated that the awakening of a Third Generation could happen so quickly, catching them off guard.
One specialist managed to release a spell, but it was quickly thwarted by the entangled flowers. If only they had burned this place down a few days ago!
Bob hoped that Commander Puter had already activated the contingency plan. Otherwise, tonight wouldn't just end with the deaths of these specialists; even the local pastoralists on the periphery would not escape death.
After hesitating for a moment, he aimed the Desert Eagle in his hand at the head of the little girl. If this girl would further empower the Third Generation in front of him, even if it went against his humanity, he would act first.
But he couldn't pull the trigger. Instead, in a ghostly manner, he lifted the frightened girl in his arms and handed her in the direction of the woman, as devout followers offering a sacrifice to the gods. It was a spiritual spell, influencing him.
Sara cried frantically, but she couldn't break free from the strong hands. The terrifying sister's song reached its crescendo, and she reached out as if to embrace her.
All the specialists failed to see Lu Chen's actions. The Red Maple, hanging from his waist, was already unsheathed, and a severed arm with dragon scales flew up.
"Boom—"
The semi-open coffin lid was lifted, and so was Lu Chen, who was on it. The enraged woman spread bone wings behind her, flesh and blood continually growing on them. The slender legs that kicked open the coffin were covered with white dragon scales. What were once enviable jade feet had now turned into the claws of a fierce beast, with bone spurs protruding from the elbows. In an instant, she transformed from a peerless beauty into a terrifying killing machine.
As Lu Chen flipped in the air, he effortlessly severed the entangled branches holding the specialists and the little girl. Landing on the ground, he couldn't help but laugh.
This was more like it. Such opponents made fighting enjoyable.
"What are you waiting for? Withdraw," Lu Chen commanded, laughter in his voice. With the song stopped and the woman struck by him, the effects of her authority spell had been lifted.
The specialists got up, staring blankly at the young man who had descended from the sky. The legendary S-class specialist, their immediate arrival proved that even facing a fully awakened Third Generation, they were not inferior at all. In fact, they had taken control of the situation from the moment they appeared.
But Commander Puter was also worried and warned in the public channel, "Lu Chen, after the specialists withdraw slightly, end this quickly."
Waiting for the obvious dragonification of the pure-blooded dragons was foolish.