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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 270

## Chapter 270: One Bull? No, Ten Bulls!

When the Spirit Artifact appeared, Wu Mo raised his hand to summon it.

After a moment of silence, he beckoned again, but the distant shotgun remained unresponsive.

Wu Mo: “?”

At the same time, a coin flashing with silver light appeared above the shotgun and spun down, landing face up!

Old Six: “?”

“Old Six, Brother Wu, can you control Spirit Artifacts remotely now?” a woman’s questioning voice sounded from beside them.

Old Six looked bewildered and shook his head, “Why do I feel something’s off? I still can’t sense where the Spirit Artifact is. Brother Wu, how about you?”

Wu Mo’s brow furrowed, and he couldn’t figure out what was happening.

However, he soon understood the reason.

“Tsk, trying to be mysterious,” he sneered, shaking his head. “It’s probably some kind of illusion-type Spirit Robe, a trick to lure us closer. Just ignore it.”

“But, but Brother Wu, your gun seems to be charging!” the woman exclaimed in surprise.

In the distance, blue light appeared at the muzzle of the shotgun, escalating from slow flickers to a wild surge, growing rapidly.

Everyone looked up in amazement, but they weren’t panicking. After all, the shotgun was Brother Wu’s Spirit Artifact; the one opposite was definitely fake, or some kind of illusion.

“This illusion is quite interesting.”

Wu Mo smiled. “It mimics things quite convincingly.”

“Indeed, it even mimicked all of our Spirit Artifacts.” Everyone saw their own Spirit Artifacts appear out of thin air one by one, as if providing various auxiliary effects to the shotgun. They found it amusing.

“Alright, even if it’s the enemy’s trick, it’s not necessarily an illusion. Don’t let your guard down.”

Wu Mo said in a deep voice, dispersing his Spirit Robe field. “Unleash the Tortoise Shell Formation, defend carefully!”

“Yes!”

The crowd shouted in unison, reacting swiftly. After forming a triangular formation, a light green Spirit Robe field spread out. Complex Spirit Particle Structures connected one by one among the ten people, quickly forming a complete whole.

In an instant, a light green, tortoise shell-shaped defensive shield was constructed, enveloping all ten people.

This Tortoise Shell Formation was a rare C-class Spirit Robe, an advanced Spirit Robe that their team had spent nearly twenty years honing to perfection.

The Ten Dragons Gun was their spear, and the Tortoise Shell Formation was their shield.

It was just unfortunate that while the Ten Dragons Gun’s power was enough to heavily injure an unprepared True Martial expert, the Tortoise Shell Formation could not withstand the attack of a True Martial expert. Their shield was much weaker than their spear, which was the only weakness of their Spirit Artifact team.

However, this was already quite good, as the powerful Ten Dragons Gun alone was enough to place them among the forefront of Spirit Artifact teams.

After exiting his Nirvana state, Xia Feng immediately entered stealth mode and took out the shotgun.

But to his surprise, the ten people in the distance were not thinking of escaping, but of forming a formation to resist.

In that case, the envoy’s squad likely possessed a defensive A-class Spirit Robe? Xia Feng speculated in his heart. Only then could they easily withstand the combined power of their own Spirit Artifacts.

Xia Feng had already witnessed two offensive A-class Spirit Robes, but no defensive ones. He could take this opportunity to see one.

With this thought, he began to accelerate his Spirit Particle infusion. After the Spirit Restriction coin landed on heads, his Spirit Particle amount received a significant 20% amplification.

Combined with the 8% Spirit Particle amplification from the C-class Spirit Artifact, the Spirit Benefit Scepter, and various other buffs for Spirit Particle amount, Spirit Artifact power, and Spirit Energy destruction, he only consumed 15% of his original Spirit Particle amount to gather a full four Dragon Cannons!

“Brother Wu, that Spirit Energy gathered by the shotgun feels more and more legitimate…”

Under the tortoise shell, Old Six vaguely felt a sense of dread. Everyone’s brows furrowed as they watched the Spirit Energy at the muzzle of the shotgun in the distance gradually form a second dragon. This didn’t feel like an illusion…

“Brother Wu, are you sure that’s not your Spirit Artifact?”

Wu Mo: “…”

Just as everyone was filled with doubt, the third dragon shape condensed at the muzzle. The surrounding space began to distort, and the sky grew darker.

Seeing this, everyone seemed to realize something, and their expressions changed.

But before they could react, the fourth dragon shape appeared at the muzzle!

“?”

Four dragons condensed in two seconds. Despite their years of默契 (mòqì – tacit understanding), they could at most condense three dragons in two seconds. No, now wasn’t the time to think about that—

**BOOM!!!**

Four blue dragons roared and intertwined from the muzzle. Amidst the booming sound that tore through space, the dim sky and earth were like a canvas once again painted with a light blue hue.

In this canvas world, the four dragons resembling ancient mythical beasts radiated terrifying energy waves, heading towards them with unstoppable force!

This power, this aura, these dragon heads – they were definitely their Spirit Artifact abilities, and even stronger!

Everyone’s minds went blank. They wanted to escape, but in fact, the moment they chose to form the Tortoise Shell Formation, it was already too late to escape.

The four dragon heads slammed directly into the tortoise shell. After resisting for less than 0.5 seconds, they shattered inch by inch. Their blank minds finally reacted.

!

It was the shock and curses of people facing death. Damn it, it wasn’t some damn illusion at all?! Who the hell said it was an illusion! What was difficult for them to accept and even harder to comprehend was that they were killed by the combined power of their own Spirit Artifacts!

As the bombardment subsided, flesh dissolved, leaving only charred bones, and the remnant souls annihilated in the explosion drifted upwards. They saw a figure slowly emerge behind the shotgun, clad in a mysterious black robe and wearing a black K-Masked Man mask.

It was the K-Masked Man! Many Spirit Artifacts were silently floating around the K-Masked Man, all of them belonging to the ten.

The ten souls: “!!”

At this point, they finally understood. This K-Masked Man seemed to have somehow, possibly, plundered their Spirit Artifacts?! And not just one, but ten at once! Was there no law in this world? Was there no basic Spirit Artifact law anymore! What kind of outrageous ability was this!

Wu Mo watched with wide eyes as his beloved gun shone brightly in the K-Masked Man’s hand. He felt the sky was collapsing. How could such a thing happen! With deep confusion and resentment, their souls dissipated into smoke.

The envoy’s ten-person team died too quickly; Xia Feng was still a bit dazed. After a moment of silence, he slowly put down the gun. He had originally thought he could witness a defensive A-class Spirit Robe, but he hadn’t expected the opponents to just be window dressing, ridiculously weak.

Seeing that the battle ended so quickly, Mu Qingtong walked slowly to the edge of the battlefield. She looked up at the K-Masked Man high above, her beautiful eyes showing some surprise.

“Mr. Xia, is this your Holy Solution Ability?”

She knew Xia Feng’s ability was to snatch Spirit Artifacts, but snatching so many at once likely meant a further development of his Holy Solution Ability.

Xia Feng proudly waved his shotgun. “How is it, impressive right? Just tell me, are you scared~”

“It is indeed a good ability,” Mu Qingtong nodded.

“Miss Mu, you could say that in my current state, you are no longer my opponent!” Xia Feng said with a confident smile.

“Having confidence is a good thing,” Mu Qingtong smiled lightly, raising her eyes. “But Mr. Xia, how can you be so sure you can defeat my Holy Solution Ability?”

As she spoke, ten symbols spun in her beautiful eyes. Through her mask, her gaze met Xia Feng’s black eyes.

“…” Xia Feng silently looked away, thinking to himself, Good heavens, this witch has secretly reached the standard for temporary Holy Solution! But thinking of this, Xia Feng couldn’t help but be curious about what her Holy Solution Ability would be.

“Miss Mu, it seems I need to find an opportunity to spar with you again!”

After witnessing Mr. Xia’s Holy Solution Ability, Mu Qingtong also couldn’t help but look forward even more to the opportunity to ‘squeeze’ Mr. Xia dry! She had to find a way to extract more of his secrets!

“But before that, we still have something to do.”

Xia Feng looked up excitedly at the crater high above. He could truly sense it: the A-class Spirit Artifact was up there!


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Bound to Witch of Destruction

Bound to Witch of Destruction

我绑定了灭世魔女
Score 6.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
After Xia Feng found himself transmigrated, he faced a horrifying twist—his heart had been inexplicably removed. In its place was a damaged, malevolent heart with a grim expiration date: it would only last eighteen years. But this wasn’t just any heart; it was a magical one, capable of synchronizing with the strength of its chosen target. To survive, Xia Feng made a desperate choice: he bound himself to the future villain destined to bring about the world’s destruction—the Witch of Destruction. Her strength would become his strength. The more powerful she grew, the more powerful he would become! With this newfound connection, Xia Feng quickly realized that picking fights wasn’t just a bad habit—it was a survival strategy. With a sly grin, he taunted, “Miss Witch, I’ll admit you’re strong… but not strong enough!”

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