Abyss Solo

Chapter 53: 037 Beheading!

The roaring sound accompanied by shockwaves kicked up thick dust in the empty floor.

The initiator of all this, the figure that suddenly appeared at the staircase, was now holding a laser gun in standard position, staring at the flying dust ahead, continuously pulling the trigger.

A series of purple Light Bullets formed a straight line.

The dust weakened the power of the laser gun.

Bright yellow haloes of light ripple out from within the dust.

Like a high wall, a dark shadow suddenly leaped out from the dust ahead!

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Yang Ming rolled forward, passing over and under the shadow, and upon completing his roll, took a knee with his gun at the ready, rapidly firing the trigger!

This shadow was Kimo.

Wrapped in an energy shield, Kimo who took the Shock Bombs without a scratch!

Kimo clenched his fists tightly, two ion blades extending from the back armor of his hand, glaring at Yang Ming who had sneakily shot and killed several of his men.

“You damned swine!”

Kimo roared,

“You can’t break through my shield! I’m going to kill you! Twist off your head and hang it on the flag at the front of my ship!”

Yang Ming stood up calmly, his laser gun continuing to spray out purple bullets.

“Cat got your tongue? Weren’t you quite the talker?”

Kimo charged directly at Yang Ming, shouting constantly.

The thrusters on the back of his armor flared up again, and he soared just above the ground, holding up the ion blade in his hand like a cross, chopping down fiercely at Yang Ming’s head!

Yang Ming stepped back steadily, his legs gathering strength, almost matching the speed of Kimo’s advance.

Kimo’s ion blade kept slashing at empty air.

Retreating, Yang Ming left several nearly perfect semi-circles on the ground, like an elegant matador in a bullfighting arena, the series of bullets like the cords leading a bull.

He constantly maintained a distance of two meters from Kimo.

At this moment, Kimo hadn’t realized the severity of the situation and had no intention of picking up a laser gun.

Kimo had confirmed the power of the laser gun in Yang Ming’s hands.

Kimo intended to use his favorite method, a bloody beheading, to deal with this swine who had humiliated him!

Click, click-click.

Yang Ming’s laser gun ran out of the energy storage magazine.

A sinister smile appeared on Kimo’s face: “Your time to die has come! Bastard!”

Yang Ming slightly smirked.

This guy, decked out in high-rank warrior’s gear, the all-spending freak!

Was it the money that should have been used to upgrade their pirate ship’s onboard systems, all spent by Kimo upgrading his personal gear?

Kimo roared again and charged.

Yang Ming ducked, easily dodging the other’s ion blade, his right hand propping up from the bottom of his backpack, four Shock Grenades flying out from the backpack’s mouth, steadily caught by Yang Ming.

Kimo instinctively wanted to protect himself.

But Yang Ming swiftly threw these grenades toward the corners of the room.

In the roar, shockwaves surged back and forth, shaking the entire floor.

Kimo sneered: “You think you can blow up the floor and die with me? Wishful thinking! I wouldn’t die from falling hundreds of meters!”

Yang Ming reached into his chest, pulling out a somewhat worn black hilt.

“A Light Sword?” Kimo rattled his giant ion blade, his eyes filling with a crazed will to fight.

“Take a look at what’s been added around you,” Yang Ming briefly reminded him.

Kimo glanced around.

Dust.

Due to the impact of the recent Shock Bombs, the dust accumulated on the abandoned floor was completely stirred up.

“No one will know how you died, Kimo.”

Yang Ming spoke calmly.

Buzz—

A mournful red light bathed Yang Ming’s face.

Was this laughable light sword, challenging his top-tier armor?

Kimo’s nostrils flared, the four ion streams spraying from his back like unfurled Light Wings!

He charged with his exoskeleton-wrapped stalwart body again!

He was the most formidable presence in the Black Dragon Group.

And now, he intended to crush this young man into oblivion, to keep company with that old bastard Kolev!

Kimo’s raised ion blade shone even brighter, his roar was that of a wild beast.

Yang Ming, who had raised his light sword, took half a step forward, the dancing dust around him seemingly freezing in place for a moment.

Kimo’s fierce expression suddenly froze, his pupils suddenly constricting.

He saw it, the deep footprints on the concrete floor where Yang Ming had stepped.

Such explosive power!

Kimo’s downward chop came too late to change, and he could only watch helplessly as the young warrior charged towards him with speed surpassing reason!

The blood-red light sword traced a figure-eight pattern!

Yang Ming almost burst straight into Kimo’s embrace!

The blood-colored light sword forcibly cut through the incompletely filled energy shield, grazing the armpit gap not covered by the exoskeleton.

Shoulder hit!

The energy shield flickered wildly!

Yang Ming didn’t take a single step back, the floor beneath his feet cracked extensively.

Kimo’s colossal body flew backward, sliding more than ten meters after hitting the ground.

Both of his arms trembled uncontrollably, fresh blood spurting from his armpit, his waist visibly dislocated, his leg nerves unresponsive.

“Ah! Ahhh—”

Kimo howled in agony, his voice transmitting to two-thirds of the pirates’ ears.

“Monster!” Kimo bellowed, “You monster! Ah! My arms!”

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Kimo.

Yang Ming stood above Kimo, holding the light sword.

“I have a passive, full-body shield! You can’t kill me!” Kimo shouted tremblingly, “Spare me, I’ll give you Kolev’s treasures, you want money, don’t you… it’s all yours…”

Yang Ming knelt on one knee, slowly bringing his hand close to Kimo’s ear, shutting off Kimo’s earpiece.