Chapter 42: Ambush and Counter-Ambush
Medusa ran swiftly through the alleyways.
Using her Mind I ability, her mental vision could penetrate obstacles, vaguely seeing nearby mental bodies.
Then, activating her Fire ability, she would kill them the moment she saw them.
The precisely controlled flames wouldn’t extinguish until these victims died. The immense pain generated in this process, like the rich fragrance emitted from flowers, continuously sank along the sea of the subconscious, eventually being absorbed by the greedy Purgatory.
Purgatory absorbed these painful emotions and provided its power to Medusa as a reward and feedback.
She had lost count of how many people she had killed and could only feel Purgatory’s power pushing her upwards rapidly, reaching an unprecedented level of strength.
“Hey! Look, Medea! Having a body is so wonderful! I can hear those beautiful screams with my own ears, and appreciate their dance in the flames!”
“Perverted? I’m not perverted, just have a different aesthetic. I’m an elegant and unique art connoisseur.”
Medusa suddenly felt a stirring in her heart, sensing a restrained killing intent nearby through her recently digested “Conspiracy I” Sequence ability.
She dodged, throwing herself behind a nearby wall. A bullet hole appeared where she had been standing just a moment ago.
“A sniper?” She dodged again, throwing a large, fast-moving fireball in the direction locked on by her killing intent and intuition.
The sniper on the sixth floor of a distant building was reloading when he suddenly saw a fireball shooting towards him through his scope. He hurriedly dropped his gun and rolled to dodge.
The fireball pierced through the window he had been leaning against, rushed into the room where the sniper was hiding, and suddenly caused a violent explosion.
Thick black smoke and glass fragments, along with a shockwave, blasted out. The Crusader sniper was instantly covered in shrapnel, but even more deadly was the burning poisonous smoke and the rapidly depleting oxygen in the room.
He clutched his throat in pain, his body convulsing rapidly from suffocation.
Medusa looked over there, sensed the slowly growing power drawn from the painful emotions, and revealed a satisfied and wicked smile.
“Ah, new toys.” She suddenly turned around and noticed a dozen mental bodies rapidly approaching.
Unlike the previous toys, the mental bodies of these five people didn’t have the light green of fear, but were tinged with the dark red of killing intent.
“Have you come up with a way to specifically target me?” Medusa sneered and rushed into the building next to her.
Five powered armor knights, and a larger number of knight squires, rushed in from the alley.
They were covered in rough gray cotton cloth, their armor completely wrapped, only their eyes exposed.
That’s… fireproof asbestos cloth? Medusa stared at these Crusader knights from the shadows behind the door.
“She’s here.” One of the knights pointed to the bullet hole on the ground.
“Did you get her?” Another knight asked.
“Didn’t see a body, must have missed.” The knight replied. “The sniper is dead. The opponent’s counterattack was far fiercer than we imagined.”
“She can’t have gone far.” Another knight said. “Spread out the search line and find her.”
The team dispersed in an orderly fashion. Some guarded the nearby alleys, while others led the knight squires to search the surrounding buildings one by one.
One of the knight squires who entered the building approached the corner where Medusa was hiding and suddenly saw a pair of beautiful eyes in the shadows ahead.
Then he knew nothing. His body turned around like a marionette.
“Any discoveries?” Another knight squire came down the stairs and greeted him, seemingly an acquaintance.
“Nothing, don’t know where she’s hiding.” The controlled knight squire smiled, his hand reaching behind his waist to grip the hilt of his dagger.
After his companion turned around, he drew his dagger and stabbed it into the other’s back.
The dagger pierced his lungs, bringing out a large amount of blood and froth.
The victim tried to scream, but couldn’t make a sound – all the air leaked out from the hole in his lungs.
Before he died, the controlled squire stabbed him a few more times, then turned the dagger and cleanly slit his throat.
Medusa walked out from her hiding place and reached out to touch the backpack on the knight squire’s corpse.
As expected, she found what she wanted – the power source of the powered armor, a single-phase nuclear fusion battery.
As knight squires, their main duty was to carry ammunition, batteries, and equipment for the knights, and their secondary duty was to assist in combat, so this was within Medusa’s expectations.
She took the fusion batteries from the two of them out of their special shockproof and heat-insulating boxes, piled them under the corpses, and hid them.
Medusa lay down next to the corpses and checked the view, finding that this angle just happened to face the window and the tall building across the street.
So she summoned a fireball and threw it into the room next door, then climbed over the windowsill and jumped out.
The room ignited by the fireball quickly filled with thick black smoke, billowing out from the window cracks.
The knights searching nearby quickly noticed the smoke rising from the building and rushed over.
“Two dead.” The knight who first rushed to the corridor outside the burning room found the two bodies lying on the floor.
“No burn marks… Knife wounds?”
On the tall building across the street, watching the last knight approach, Medusa pulled out a spear of flames with both hands and shot it towards the open window.
The spear of flames passed through the window and hit the corpses on the ground from a distance, startling the knight into raising his shield and retreating.
The high-temperature flames burning on the corpses quickly spread to the miniature fusion batteries underneath.
The next second, the entire roof of the house was blown off by a massive explosion.
On the road up Mount Olympus, Asker and his team saw flames rising into the sky from somewhere in the small town below.
“That’s… Medea’s doing?” Thira said in disbelief.
Hmm, did I choose the wrong Sequence? Is the Fire ability really that much stronger than the Storm ability?
“Yes.” Asker knew very well in his heart that it was indeed the power of the high-sequence Fire V, comparable to the Law Rank in some ways.
However, the flaw was also obvious: it had to absorb a large amount of pain to maintain its power.
For example, if the enemy adopted a retreat-and-defend strategy, then if she couldn’t find any enemies for a while and couldn’t absorb pain, Miss Insane’s fire power would inevitably decline rapidly.
It was only a matter of time before the enemy realized this. Judging from her current unrestrained use of her supernatural ability, it was just a matter of time.
At that time, with Miss Insane’s perverted personality, she might start self-harming or something.
“We have to hurry over there.” Asker clapped his hands. “Mia, you go ahead and try to locate her position, while maintaining contact with the team.”
“Okay.” Mia activated Flash Step and shot out from the front of the team.
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