The so-called "doing one's best" was because Yu Lian wasn't too confident in the combat power of Yahata's Double-Flower Red Poles.

Of course, he also didn't want these vibrant social organization members to die on the eve of victory; he had already estimated the speed, and he was certain he could intercept the opponent.

Despite this, these Kuki-gumi elite enforcers truly displayed a combat power that astonished Yu Lian.

They certainly didn't fight to the death, but they cleverly used the dense alleyways of the lower city to continuously harass the Luminarian with gunfire.

Once the opponent got angry and prepared to charge in and rampage, they would scatter with a "wah" sound.

Anyway, with houses, alleys, and even sewer entrances all around, where couldn't they run?

For soldiers, gathering and dispersing is normal.

These Kuki-gumi enforcers certainly hadn't reached that level, but in this special environment, they really achieved such an effect.

Because of their harassment, Yu Lian originally thought he might have to spend ten minutes to catch up to the opponent, but he saw the opponent's back in less than five minutes.

The Luminarian once again encountered an ambush by a five-person team.

These enforcers, armed with C10 rifles, hid behind a pile of rubble at the street corner and poured all their bullets onto the opponent.

The Luminarian's patience finally reached its limit.

He didn't fight and run as before, but stood still, raising his four arms and unfurling his swords like a peacock displaying its feathers.

His figure shrunk within the sword light, appearing somewhat blurry for a moment.

Mirror Sword!

This time, Yu Lian saw it clearly.

This was a classical court sword art passed down from the Alliance's homeworld era, and its techniques looked a bit flashy.

If used by ordinary people, it would be a typical display of useless moves.

But when combined with spiritual energy, it immediately transformed into a powerful sword art that integrated offense and defense.

Extraordinary energy flowing between the sword paths could form a force field like an energy barrier, capable of deflecting or even rebounding kinetic energy and energy beams.

The so-called "mirror" got its name from this.

Luminarians, resembling mantises and having four arms, naturally possessed a strong understanding of sword arts, but most were adept at the brave and fearless battle-formation sword arts that charge forward relentlessly.

Sword arts like Mirror Sword, which emphasize precision and the unity of spirit and body, didn't quite suit their nature.

The fact that this guy could cultivate such an agile and flamboyant sword art to such a level, on one hand, showed his talent and diligence, and on the other hand, it probably also indicated that he was actually a bit of a repressed exhibitionist?

However, no matter which it was, when he went all out, he really could deflect all the bullets back, and it would definitely cause casualties.

Thinking of this, Yu Lian, without another word, immediately squeezed his right hand and launched a spiritual energy pulse towards the opponent's back of the head.

Normally, repressed people are neurotic, and their perception is not too bad.

This Luminarian turned around at the critical moment, half-turned his body, and blocked with his sword, actually managing to parry the air vibrations formed by the pulse.

A dull impact sound echoed in the air, causing the opponent's nearly two-and-a-half-meter-tall body to involuntarily tremble.

As a result, his Mirror Sword art naturally revealed a flaw, and he was immediately hit by several shots, splattering almost transparent blood.

If an ordinary person sustained such injuries, even if they weren't killed on the spot, they would immediately lose combat effectiveness.

However, this Luminarian only grunted, then stood firm.

The Luminarian stared at Yu Lian like a wounded beast.

He let out a low growl, stomped his foot on the ground, and directly raised a large cloud of dust, instantly obscuring the vision and firing range of the gunmen behind him.

Then, his four arms, which were somewhat disproportionate to human aesthetic standards, holding four greatswords, charged directly at the "unarmed" Yu Lian.

Yu Lian pulled a pistol from his waist.

He had also borrowed this from Yahata's subordinates.

On the Luminarian's carapace-covered triangular head, a mocking smile seemed to appear.

Then, Yu Lian raised his left hand again, the ring on his index finger almost imperceptible in the dim light.

"Pamino!" Yu Lian uttered the activation command.

Invisible fierce winds vibrated in the air, creating a powerful air current that slammed into the Luminarian's face.

The surprise on the opponent's face flashed by, and he pressed his swords defensively, a clear yet cold luster, identical to the crystal battle swords in his hands, appearing on his arms.

"Blade Arm? It's either Blood Road or Repair Road!"

Yu Lian sighed again with envy, jealousy, and hatred, raising his ringed left hand once more.

The whirlwind transformed from violent to agile, directly passing through the gaps in the opponent's sword net, then expanding again, wrapping directly around his leg, twisting and pulling.

The Luminarian truly didn't expect such a situation; his foot slipped, and he instantly lost his Balance.

His sword momentum once again showed a flaw; although his four arms were still struggling to rotate the sharp swords, they lost their protection.

Immediately after, Yu Lian opened fire.

He didn't directly attack the opponent's heavily guarded central face, but aimed all the bullets at one of the opponent's wrists.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!" The first four sounds were still the collision of metal, but what followed was the tearing sound of bullets entering flesh.

Yu Lian fired ten shots consecutively, instantly breaking one of the opponent's arms.

Before the opponent could let out a painful howl, he fired another ten shots, shattering his other arm.

The reason he didn't hit the opponent's vital points was because the guy's torso and head glowed with a metallic, hard luster, which should be a spiritual energy technique called "Body Hardening Armor."

Ordinary pistols would indeed have difficulty breaking through its defense.

What a pity, although this person had mastered such excellent defensive spiritual energy, he couldn't instantly transform his entire body.

The Luminarian's screams were like insect chirps, loud yet miserable.

He staggered backward, panic already appearing in his cloudy eyes.

He watched the enemy approaching him, watching him quickly reload his pistol.

How disdainful he used to be of such mortal weapons.

However, the intense pain in his body was telling him a truth: no matter what kind of weapon it was, it could take his life.

The Luminarian involuntarily took a step back, wanting to escape.

Yu Lian, of course, also noticed this, his pupils contracting slightly.

This guy was already severely wounded, but if he decided to keep fleeing, it would be a bit troublesome... it would probably delay him for three to five more minutes.

Of course, if he were allowed to escape further, his stamina and life force would deplete even more, consuming much more than Yu Lian.

So, the most energy-efficient approach would be to let him escape for a few more minutes until he was on his last breath, then finish him off.

Just as Yu Lian thought this, the voice of Count Black Moon suddenly came through his earbud: "Hey, Yu Lian, Little Brother, I've received Connors' head.

How are things on your side?

Oh, by the way, the imperial lackeys are about to arrive!

I don't want to deal with those guys, so I'll be taking my leave now... You'd better hurry up!"

Yu Lian frowned slightly, turning his head to look in the direction of the Friendship River mouth.

His gaze passed through the narrow gaps between the buildings and saw the Atlantic Ocean beyond the river mouth.

In the night sky where sea and sky met, a faint light was vaguely visible, gradually brightening.

Facing the Luminarian who was about to escape, he pinched his index finger and thumb together, forming a triangular gesture, and shook it twice, making a motion like a chick pecking at rice.

In the traditional culture of the Luminarians, this is a gesture used to pray to deities.

They themselves have triangular heads, so the "deities who created them" would naturally also be triangular.

However, Yu Lian's action, performed with a face full of mockery, was clearly a provocation to their traditional culture and religious beliefs, and even involved a form of humiliation regarding their physiological features.

No hot-blooded Luminarian could tolerate such a provocation, especially a renowned warrior like him, who took on the responsibility of restoring his nation.

He roared and lunged at Yu Lian.

Although he only had two arms left, and anger had almost robbed him of his reason, he still maintained his fighting instincts; the sword paths of his two hands were not chaotic at all, and his murderous sword momentum even had a hint of the aura of a thousand armies.

This should be their Luminarian traditional Bone-Crushing Sword.

As the name suggests, whether it's a hard skull or a thick spine, it's directly ground into fragments.

It's a frontal sword art quite suitable for battlefield combat!

Yu Lian retracted his left hand, reactivated "Pamino" again, and directly used the whirlwind to control the opponent's footwork rhythm.

He himself lunged forward in a single stride, his right hand tightening, his spiritual energy enveloping his fist, and smashed it onto the opponent's wrist, directly breaking through the opponent's sword path, then swung his wrist up, directly striking the opponent's lower jaw.

The Luminarian's cheek was blasted, sending blood, carapace, and various semi-insectoid body tissues flying, and he was almost completely knocked unconscious.

Before he could react, the opponent's hand had already transformed from a fist to a palm, gripping his neck, and the left hand instantly struck his chest seven or eight times consecutively.

The Luminarian's hands finally loosened, and his two swords clanged to the ground.

His internal organs had suffered an extremely strong impact, and his body was already starting to go limp.

See?

Feifei, I can use the moves you taught me!

Actually, Feifei didn't teach this; they learned it while watching videos, but it was only the moves.

As mentioned before, Atomic Fist is divided into two parts: one for ordinary people and one for spiritual energy users.

The Armored Punch that Yu Lian just used belonged to the spiritual energy user side.

The Luminarian probably knew that he was doomed this time, and instead, he let go of all fear.

He raised his half-shattered face, his trembling lips forcing out a sharp and sinister voice: "universe spirit above, Lord Lu will protect my soul!

I shall gain eternal life!

And you filthy Earthlings!

I will curse you... Ugh!"

His curse was abruptly cut short, and what finally burst from his throat was the crisp sound of the connection between his head and torso being completely severed.

"This incident should be over now!

I really don't have time to listen to your backstory!" This was the last sound the Luminarian, Suna, heard.

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone!

However, there will be no extra chapter.