Chapter 163: Extra Chapter for Alliance Leader Xiaoshi (5/10)

After staring tensely for a long while, the commanding officer finally came to his senses.

The cadet transcendent warriors in the two adjacent barrier spaces were not the monsters he had here; it was very likely that they had only opened one, or at most two, portals leading inside!

The mutant snakes entering their barrier space would undoubtedly target them primarily. Given that the density of the mutant snakes was not yet high enough, those cadets naturally wouldn't discover the newly opened portals very quickly, failing to serve the purpose of helping to divert the pressure.

He glanced at the group of people on the combat platform, who were in high spirits and fighting fiercely.

The commanding officer was instantly rendered speechless. He realized that even with ten portals opened, those kids didn't seem to be under any pressure at all.

The kid beside him was still standing with his arms crossed, showing no intention of stepping in to help.

With no other choice, he silently moved four portals from the 5-13 and 5-15 energy walls to the 4-A and 4-B energy walls, opening five portals on each side. Are you satisfied now?

Just as the commanding officer was staring at the two barrier spaces within the fourth line of defense—where the red pressure values, symbolizing high danger, were gradually decreasing—

Bai Yuxi by his side suddenly spoke up, "What should we do with the carcasses of these mutant snakes we killed?"

The commanding officer was taken aback. He raised his head and looked around, feeling his scalp tingle instantly!

In just this short span of time, the lake water in front of the metal combat platform was already densely bobbing and floating with thick snake carcasses, and the flowing snake blood had completely dyed the lake water beneath the platform red!

Just how many mutant snakes had they killed?

The mutant snakes plaguing Sheva Island were at least as thick as a rice bowl and ten meters long, even the smallest among them.

Moreover, with each tier increase in danger level, their bodies would grow a ring thicker and about two meters longer. F10-grade mutant snakes were all gigantic behemoths as thick as water vats and twenty meters in length!

Creatures of this size could already be classified as monsters.

Even if one were to attack them with conventional firearms, it would probably be impossible to inflict much damage.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, shouldn't giant mutant snakes like these require a whole team of people to engage in fierce, prolonged combat before narrowly managing to kill just one?

Yet why was it that in the hands of these kids, they could be casually, effortlessly, and instantaneously killed one by one? It was rare to see them launch a second attack on the same mutant snake!

The commanding officer observed closely for a while.

He discovered that the white kid among this cadet squad not only bore a share of the defensive pressure,

but every time the battle blade in his hand struck a mutant snake, it generated a violent energy explosion, directly blowing apart the snake's head or snapping its body, instantly rendering it combat-ineffective.

Meanwhile, the stocky, solidly built kid wielding a shield beside the white boy used an inconspicuous wooden iron-plated square shield.

He batted away all the pouncing mutant snakes as if he were swatting flies, and then smashed their heads in with a thick, black, heavy club in his other hand.

Oddly enough, the mutant snakes he swatted down didn't seem to have suffered any particularly severe injuries, yet they all looked thoroughly concussed!

As for the two girls behind the two boys, their performance was even more striking: the "sword qi" erupting from their swinging battle blades never stopped for a moment. Working in tandem, every single mutant snake that lunged forward was decapitated by them.

There was also a black boy dragging a long combat dagger.

Crouching with a rather wretched posture, he constantly prowled among his companions.

From time to time, he would intercept and kill mutant snakes at the edge of the platform—creatures that had slipped into the water, approached the platform, and suddenly lunged out to attack—never giving them a chance to get close to his teammates.

The most formidable of all was the baby-faced little girl who had been standing quietly at the back.

Floating around her were dozens of short iron spikes radiating white light. With every launch, a spike would shoot straight into a mutant snake's wide-open maw, pierce into its brain, churn wildly, and then burst out through the back of the skull.

If it were merely a matter of astonishing combat power, that might be one thing, but the tacit coordination among these young people was equally breathtaking!

Clearly, there was no verbal communication between them, yet the black boy always seemed to possess precognition, constantly appearing precisely where a mutant snake underwater was about to burst out.

Meanwhile, the two boys responsible for defense were always able to intercept pouncing mutant snakes from unexpected angles.

The strangest thing was that the two girls using "sword qi"—even though they were seen swinging their battle blades randomly without looking back—always managed to unleash "sword qi" that accurately eliminated the mutant snakes threatening their companions.

The dazzling cooperation of this group appeared thoroughly chaotic at first glance.

It looked like a messy, undisciplined brawl, yet it was exceptionally harmonious, with no signs of collision or mutual interference among them.

It was precisely this "harmonious chaos" that allowed their combat unit to unleash a fighting capacity several times, or even dozens of times, greater than their individual limits, which felt rather eerie.

The commanding officer's eyes glazed over as he watched.

Tacit understanding between just one or two people would still be acceptable.

However, the juggler-like, seamless integration of coordination among all six of them defied understanding.

Though he didn't understand what was going on, his experience as a special forces soldier made the commanding officer instinctively realize that something was amiss.

He even subconsciously cast his gaze toward the delicate-looking girl with black-rimmed glasses who had not participated in the combat and had remained standing at the back of the group all along.

Looking deceptively leisurely, she waved her hands, using some mysterious ability to harvest the E-crystals from the mutant snakes that had fallen into the lake water upon death.

Though she appeared to be a logistics support personnel, the commanding officer felt, for some inexplicable reason, that the way she waved her hands resembled a symphony conductor orchestrating the six companions in front of her...

The dazzling combat maneuvers of these young people left the commanding officer dizzy. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he could only attribute the bizarre scene before him to the mysterious special abilities of transcendent warriors.

"Um... Sir, are you okay?"

"How should we handle the carcasses of these mutant snakes?"

Bai Yuxi didn't understand why the officer's expression had suddenly turned so desolate.

Little did he know that their battle had dealt a severe blow to a special forces soldier who had fought on the specialized frontlines for over a decade—someone who could truly be described as a veteran of a hundred battles.

The gap in combat tiers between ordinary people—even special forces soldiers and elite super-soldiers among ordinary people—and transcendent warriors was simply too vast.

For the special forces soldiers who had always charged at the very frontlines to suddenly be relegated to the role of logistics personnel trailing behind a bunch of newly minted civilian transcendent warriors—how could these proud special forces soldiers possibly accept it?