Chapter 993
I love using incendiary bombs the most.
"This is Storm One. Begin combat. Everyone, prepare your incendiary bombs. I'll deal with this guy first." Cui Ming said into the communicator, casually slinging the device behind his back. He held three specially made incendiary bombs in his palm—the outer shell was wrapped in a high-temperature resistant alloy, and the fuel inside could instantly explode at a temperature of 1200 degrees Celsius, which was perfect for suppressing Silizan's cell regeneration.
Silizan seemed to understand him, letting out a low growl. His neck suddenly stretched forward, and his putrid maw lunged at Cui Ming! But Cui Ming had anticipated this. He pushed off the sand with his toes, his body shooting to the side and back like an arrow, barely avoiding Silizan's attack. The massive maw slammed onto the sand, splashing up putrid liquid that landed with a nauseating foam where Cui Ming had just stood.
"Is that all the speed you've got?" Cui Ming sneered, his feet never stopping as he began to run wildly around Xilizan. His movements were highly methodical, always staying outside the limits of Xilizan's neck extension, sometimes making sharp left turns, sometimes leaping backward, toying with Xilizan like a kite. Xilizan's clumsy body couldn't keep up with his speed, each pounce missing its mark, its putrid fluids spraying all over the ground, yet it couldn't even touch the hem of Cui Ming's clothes.
The alien forces hidden behind the reefs in the distance were staring wide-eyed, their translators practically falling out of their mouths: "You're telling me this thing is human?!" One of the green-skinned aliens pointed at Cui Ming, who was running wildly on the screen, his voice trembling—most of the humans they had ever seen had average physical abilities, and to be able to maintain a rhythm while moving at such high speeds continuously was simply mind-blowing!
What shocked them even more was yet to come. Cui Ming suddenly stopped running, leaning back with the momentum, and simultaneously aimed the incendiary bombs in his palm at the gash in Silizan's abdomen—the weakest point for cell regeneration! "Burn!" He exerted force with his wrist, and three incendiary bombs flew out in an arc, accurately hitting Silizan's abdomen.
"Boom—!" Flames exploded instantly, the 1200-degree heat sizzling as it burned Silizan's rotting flesh, sending thick, dark brown smoke billowing into the sky with a pungent, acrid smell. Silizan let out a shrill roar, its body twisting violently as it tried to extinguish the flames with its claws, but Cui Ming gave it no chance—taking advantage of Silizan's struggles, he pulled two more incendiary bombs from his backpack, took a two-step running start, leaped into the air, adjusted his posture, and accurately threw the incendiary bombs at Silizan's neck joint!
"It's happening again! He can actually aim so precisely while jumping!" The alien behind the reef was completely dumbfounded. On the screen, Cui Ming was jumping up and down, sometimes using the rocks on the beach to propel himself into the air, and sometimes quickly moving through the shadows of Silizan's legs. Every time he threw an incendiary bomb, it was as if he had measured it with a ruler, hitting Silizan's weak point with precision.
Sirizan's neck was engulfed in flames, and the rotting flesh at its joints began to carbonize, rendering it unable to move flexibly. It roared angrily, attempting to retaliate by spraying poison gas, but Cui Ming had anticipated its movements and had already circled behind it before the poison gas could spread. Another incendiary bomb struck its back—the wound left from the previous whale explosion. Now, burned by the flames, the cells completely lost their ability to regenerate and began to peel off in large areas.
"Damn! What is this human made of? Not only is his stamina so good, but he can also maintain such a high accuracy while moving at high speed!" The green-skinned alien grabbed his hair, looking at the still agile Cui Ming on the screen, and completely gave up trying to understand. In their understanding, even the most combat-savvy race in the universe would find it difficult to combine "kiting" and "precision attack" as perfectly as Cui Ming, let alone against a 60-meter-tall zombie monster!
Enraged, Silizan unleashed a torrent of dark brown viscous liquid from his ruptured abdomen, spraying it towards Cui Ming like a high-pressure water jet! Wherever the liquid passed, it instantly corroded the sand, creating small pits and emitting pungent white smoke. But Cui Ming seemed to have anticipated its trajectory, his body jerking sharply to the left, almost parallel to the ground—the liquid grazed his clothes, splashing onto the rocks behind him and instantly melting a hole in them.
"This...this is instinctive avoidance?!" The alien behind the reef gripped the observation device tightly. On the screen, Cui Ming's movements were so fluid that they didn't seem like deliberate control, but rather like a spontaneous reaction from his body, almost identical to the description of "Ultra Instinct" in their records!
Before they could react, Silizan's mouth suddenly opened, and pale green poison gas billowed towards Cui Ming on the sea breeze. This time, Cui Ming didn't dodge sideways; instead, he pushed off the ground with both feet, his body flipping backward—drawing a clean arc in the air, avoiding the poison gas while his right hand pulled two incendiary grenades from his backpack. Using the momentum of the backflip, he flicked his wrist, and the two incendiary grenades, as if guided by eyes, precisely struck Silizan's still-open mouth!
"Bang!" Flames exploded inside Silizan's mouth, thick smoke billowing from its nostrils and mouth. Silizan thrashed its head in agony, its neck twisting wildly as it tried to extinguish the flames. But Cui Ming, having landed, didn't stop. With a light step, he charged towards Silizan's leg like an arrow—the area still bearing the marks of previous burns, the weakest point for cell regeneration. As he ran, his left hand swiftly pulled out a bullet, while his right hand gripped a lighter, "clicking" the fuse of an incendiary bomb. The instant he reached Silizan's leg, he forcefully shoved the incendiary bomb into the crevice of the rotting flesh at the joint, then retreated rapidly—flames instantly engulfed Silizan's leg.
Despite the carbonized neck joints of Silizan, he continued to twist his body wildly, and a burst of black poison gas suddenly spewed from his abdomen, sweeping towards Cui Ming! Cui Ming quickly stepped forward, his body shifting sideways like a willow leaf in the wind, barely avoiding the poison gas, but then Silizan's heavy body suddenly pressed forward, his huge foot stomping down hard on him—if this stomp landed, he would surely be crushed to pieces!
"Kaina! Yukikaze, lock onto my coordinates, drop incendiary bombs!" Cui Ming roared into the communicator, and instead of retreating, he charged forward, heading directly beneath Silizan's feet.
"Roger! Yukikaze locked on, bombing in 3 seconds!" As soon as Kaina's electronic voice fell, the roar of engines came from high above, the shadow of the Yukikaze swept across the sky, and an incendiary bomb with a trail of flame fell straight down—the target was the location of Cui Ming!
"Is he insane? He wants to take the monster down with him?!" The aliens behind the reef stood up in unison, the green-skinned leader even crushing the observation device in his hand.
Just as the incendiary bomb was about to hit the ground, Cui Ming leaped into the air, his body tracing an extreme arc. The incendiary bomb slammed into the ground beside Silizan's feet with a deafening roar, flames instantly shooting ten meters high, the 1200-degree heat engulfing Silizan's calf!
"Sizzle—!" The rotting flesh charred instantly upon contact with the fire, the fat crackling and popping as it burned, and thick black smoke carrying a pungent, burnt smell shot into the sky. Silizan roared in pain as large sections of the rotting flesh at his calf joint began to peel away, revealing the blackened bones beneath.
Without pausing after landing, Cui Ming used the flames as cover and pulled out two more incendiary bombs, accurately smashing them into the breach in Silizan's abdomen. "Again! This time, target its head!" He charged forward again, placing himself within Silizan's attack range.
The second incendiary bomb from the Yukikaze came right away. Cui Ming rolled to the side and hid behind a reef. As the flames exploded, the neck of the Silizan that had just stretched out was engulfed by the flames, and charred chunks of flesh fell off with a crackling sound.
"This...this human isn't afraid of death at all!" The alien's voice trembled as he watched Cui Ming leaping and bounding across the screen. Using himself as a target to guide the bombs—a single misstep could result in being engulfed in flames. Even the most warlike alien races wouldn't dare attempt such a suicidal tactic. (End of Chapter)