Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Quick Spear within Seven Steps

Translator: 549690339

Jack Clark glanced around, not going after the rebels, but turning his gaze toward the depths of the small town.

For him, killing these ordinary rebels wasn’t of much use.

But the cultists were different, each one was Contribution Points.

Judging from the cultists being chased by Lori Parma and the others, Jack Clark noticed a few of them were not very fast, and their aura was only at the Second or Third Layer Heaven.

With that thought, Jack Clark’s figure vanished in an instant, and within a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the three-story building dozens of meters away.

Bang!!

Jack Clark, who had jumped five meters high, landed on the edge of the window, and then leaped into the air again, grabbed the outer edge of the wall, and jumped up to the roof of the Third Floor.

At this time, chaos had erupted everywhere, so standing at a high point, he didn’t have to worry about being sniped by hidden guns.

Under the dark red sunset, standing on the highest building in the small town, Jack Clark looked out and saw the figures of Lori Parma and the others on the east side of the small town.

Now, only four of the ten Evil God Sect Cultists were left. Lori Parma was suppressing two of them while the other two teachers were each hunting down one of them.

As they went, waves of hand-slashes of True Strength, sword qi, and knife light were flying out more than ten meters, and when they landed, they exploded like high explosives, causing houses to collapse. It was terrifying.

Seeing this, Jack Clark’s eyes flashed with regret, as he thought he could easily defeat some weaker cultists, but they didn’t last even a few minutes.

But there were only five corpses on the ground.

Jack Clark’s eyes suddenly paused. Following the battle traces of Lori Parma and the others through the small town, he saw only five corpses, one was missing.

“Over there.” Jack Clarks figure leaped off the small building and landed on the roof of a fiat house across the street.

Following that, his figure swiftly darted toward the west side of the small town like a shadow, disappearing into the street in the blink of an eye, at an astonishing speed.

As Jack Clark jumped down from the distant building, Lori Parma, who was fighting, turned and glanced back.

Seeing that Jack Clark was chasing the fleeing cultist, there was a flash of admiration in her eyes.

At the edge of the western part of the small town, the black-robed cultist rushed out, panting heavily, with a pale face and bloodstains on the corners of his mouth.

After leaving the small town, the cultist’s expression loosened, and excitement emerged as he looked at the forest ahead. As long as he entered the forest, he could escape back.

He would tell the fanatics that this time the ambush was a trap.

With this thought, Kroos’ spirit was lifted. Then his face changed abruptly, and he suddenly threw himself to the left.

At the very moment Kroos fell, a long knife flew like a cannonball, emitting a piercing shriek, and with a “bang”, it fiercely stabbed into a tree trunk more than ten meters away.

The half-a-meter-thick tree trunk was pierced directly by the long knife, breaking its branches with the force it carried.

If Kroos reacted a bit slower, he would have been killed by the straight blade.

More than thirty meters away, Jack Clark walked out of the small town with heavy footsteps, his eyes cold behind the face mask, emanating an intense oppressive force.

Kroos struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Jack Clark, his expression gradually becoming crazed and vicious: “You, a high school junior at the Second Layer Heaven, dare to chase me. You’re courting death.”

You know I’m a high school student. Jack Clark’s eyes squinted involuntarily, sensing that today’s attack might not be that simple.

At that moment, a burst of madness sprouted from Kroos, and eerie red patterns like worms appeared on his exposed face and hands, radiating a strange red light.

This red light carried a strong smell of blood, causing Jack Clark to instinctively feel disgusted.

Second Heaven Peak, huh?

Feeling the aura bursting from the cultist, Jack Clark maintained a calm expression.

“Die!”

With a furious shout, Kroos was enveloped by a red light, looking like a vicious blood python as he pounced at Jack Clark. The blood spike in his hand tore through the air like a python’s fanged teeth.

Roar! Accompanied by a faint elephant roar, Jack Clark erupted a fierce aura, and his figure expanded as if he was an enraged giant elephant charging forward.

Both sides…

Just as both parties were about to collide, a raging wind howled, and Jack Clark’s figure shimmered slightly and passed by Kroos effortlessly.

This made Kroos, who expected Jack Clark to engage, so upset that he almost spat out blood. He quickly stopped and turned around, only to see Jack Clark standing under a large tree more than ten meters away.

Spurtljack Clark pulled the straight blade out of the tree trunk and said indifferently, “You’re too stupid to think I would duel you unarmed while you’re holding a weapon.”

It would be foolish not to use a weapon against these sinister Evil God Sect cultists, and who knows if there’s a deadly poison on the Blood Thorn.

Jack Clark’s words made Kroos’ face look ugly, feeling insulted; and before he could speak, a sharp aura burst from Jack Clark’s body.

With a boom, he shattered the ground, disappearing at a speed that blurred the naked eye.

Watching Jack Clark transform into a black shadow and shoot towards him, Kroos’ face suddenly turned sinister as he threw the Blood Thorn like a dart.

Clang! Jack Clark, running at high-speed, slashed the Blood Thorn in half with his knife.

By that time, Kroos had pulled out a huge handgun, similar to the Desert Eagle but with a double the caliber, a triumphant expression on his face.

These students are still too naive; didn’t they know that a gun is faster within seven steps?

As Kroos aimed the gun at him, Jack Clark’s hairs stood on end, his intuition telling him that the gun had immense power to penetrate full body armor protection.

Boom! The gunshot from Kroos’ handgun rang out like a cannon.

Jack Clark, who was only three meters away, suddenly dodged backward by bending and lowering his body, feeling a sharp breath whizz past him in an instant.

Clang!

Kroos, who missed the first shot, didn’t have a chance for a second as Jack Clark instantly slid up to him and slashed the handgun with a backhand swing, severing it.

Jack Clark, flipping up and turning around, swung his left arm wildly, exploding the air with a burst of strength, clashing his palm with Kroos’, who had dropped the gun handle and lunged at him.

Bang! At the moment of their collision, a terrifying circle of transparent shockwaves exploded.

Pu!

Kroos’ face changed instantly, spitting out a mouthful of blood, retreating several meters under the terrifying power of that punch, and his arm muscles tore open, bleeding profusely.

“Aren’t you Second Layer Heaven?”

Kroos stared at Jack Clark with a resentful face, as their high school junior was even more treacherous and concealed his strength to deceive him, pretending to be Second Layer Heaven.

That punch almost ruined his arm; this power was not Second Layer Heaven.

Jack Clark stood with his knife and said indifferently, “My realm is indeed Second Layer Heaven, and I’ve just broken through. You’re just too weak.”

That cultist’s aura was clearly at the peak of Second Layer Heaven, but it felt ’empty’ to Jack Clark when they clashed.

That red power crumbled upon contact with True Strength, and apart from making him feel slightly uncomfortable, it couldn’t shake the overbearing Dragon Elephant True Strength.

His physique was even weaker, probably only at the First Layer Heaven limit; if not for the bizarre increase of Red True Power, Jack Clark could have killed him with a single punch just now.

“How is this possible?!” Kroos refused to believe that the power he had obtained at such a great cost was so weak.

Unfortunately, Jack Clark had no interest in telling him more, his eyes turned cold, and a sharp aura burst out of him, creating an explosive roar of a raging wind.

“Not good!” Seeing the rapidly magnifying sword light, Kroos instinctively wanted to dodge…Pu!

Jack Clark’s figure appeared behind him, slowly retracting his knife.

Only to see a bloodstain on Kroos’ neck, followed by a scorching spray of blood, his lifeless body and head leadenly falling to the ground.

Mind’s Eye Bright Knife second-layer ultimate move, Light King Slash!

An explosion of double the speed in close range, slicing through everything with an extremely condensed blade edge.

But it consumes more energy, and only after breaking through to the Third Layer Heaven can it be used consecutively.

Jack Clark chose this sword skill for this very reason – his physique would become stronger as his Avatar evolved, making this move terrifying in the later stages.

Jack Clark let out a slow breath, and the tension in his heart loosened a little after confirming the cultist’s death.

Although the fight from then until now was only a few moves, it was highly dangerous.

Especially since he didn’t expect the cultist to have a hidden ‘cannon’ in his bosom, but luckily he was cautious, always on guard when he sensed a slight danger from him.

Otherwise, he might not have been able to dodge if he was shot at close range.

“These guys are just as cunning and treacherous as the teachers said, without any sense of martial arts virtue..”