655: Chapter 30: The Ruler of the Battlefield (4/4, Double Monthly Passes Please!) 655: Chapter 30: The Ruler of the Battlefield (4/4, Double Monthly Passes Please!) ——It’s one thing for a student who can shoot down a missile with a single sword during descent, but to think they’d actually need protection themselves?
[Well, whatever]
This kind of thing does sound a bit like black humor.
Steel Skeleton shook his head, slightly amused: [Snipers indeed need cover]
Despite saying this, he accepted the mission without hesitation.
Not only because Third Middle School offered him a very generous reward, but he also recognized the na and realized that the Third Middle School student who blew up the missile launch site with one sword was An Xuan— the one his own junior, Huo Qing, was following so devotedly.
Feeling impressed by the strength An Xuan truly possessed, no wonder Huo Qing was so dedicated, Steel Skeleton inquired his teammates.
The Steel Skeleton’s team did not advance to add to the chaos, even though other Foundation Establishnt powerhouses were already storming into the Fortress Area.
His rcenaries, although greedy, were not crazy enough to actively seek benefits they were unlikely to attain while on a mission.
There’s a fine line between boldness and seeking death, and rcenaries understand that line best.
[Guys!]
He turned around and announced: [We’ve got a new job!]
After accepting the mission and setting the contract, Steel Skeleton got the contact information for An Jing and others.
After briefly connecting with An Jing, he received the relevant location data.
However, just as Steel Skeleton received An Jing’s reply and was about to head towards the mountain, he suddenly heard a booming sound.
——Boom!
A White Rainbow sword pierced through the atmosphere, bringing with it the roar of breaking sound barriers and striking at one end of the distant battlefield.
Steel Skeleton turned in astonishnt, his eyes focusing to observe.
He saw on the battlefield far away, a Demon Man had captured a Wilderness Cultivator, about to tear them in half.
Yet a sword from the heavens impaled it, nailing it to the spot.
The Demon-breaking Sword Energy pierced through its core, leaving the Demon Man with no ti for any action, dead on the spot.
And the captured Cultivator was blown away awkwardly, although seriously injured, they were lucky to have escaped with their life.
“One head.”
Lying prone on the rock, An Jing loaded the second flying sword and once again turned the Sword Box track, aiming at the battlefield below.
This was the perfect vantage point for covering fire; all the Demon n were exposed in his sight, rely mobile Mysterious Primordial Qi treasure boxes.
The True Spirit Eye blazing at full power, his heartbeat like a rhythm, An Jing silently counted one, two, three, and then pulled the trigger again.
Everything seed to stand still, another sword shot out, fast as lightning and vibrant as a rainbow, streaming with energy.
Everyone on the battlefield was shaken by the thunderous blast, instinctively glancing around only to see a Demon Man with its head and chest blown apart.
The shattered remnants of the Heavenly chanism and the ruptured pieces of the Evergreen Wood revealed a blood-like, dark red oily substance.
The corpse of the Demon Man fell, plunging the entire battlefield into a brief silence.
Everyone instinctively turned to look at the surrounding mountains, knowing the attack must have co from there, but unable to locate the exact position for the mont.
And then, the third flying sword was fired.
With a white blast visible to the naked eye bursting on the mountain, a dazzling streak of gold flashed by, and a two-winged Demon Man, entangled with a murder of crows, imdiately crashed to the ground—it wasn’t that it didn’t try to resist.
After the experiences of the previous two Demon n, it started moving at high speed the mont it was locked on, and was even gathering Spiritual Fiend energy to prepare for defense.
But as An Jing launched his sword, its movents were anticipated, its Spiritual Fiend barrier was penetrated, its chanical body was smashed, twisted, ignited, and then the entire body exploded in mid-air, turning into a rain of steel shards and wood chips.
At this mont, everyone, whether the tribes from the Wilderness, the Demon Spirits; the rcenary teams, or other forces with ulterior motives,
Everyone raised their heads, looking in the direction of An Jing.
But An Jing showed no hesitation; he continued to reload the flying sword, positioning the now hot and smoking Sword Box track, aiming at the Demon n below.
Even the Demon n, bloodless and tearless, bereft of all humanity, felt an almost silent tremor and deathly stillness on the noisy battlefield.
And in this silence, only a sense of imminent danger lood over them, forcing even the most arrogant Demon n to halt their actions.
By his sole power, An Jing had intimidate all the Demon n, undoubtedly becoming the master of this battlefield, with even the Foundation Establishnt Cultivators and great demons involuntarily turning their heads, on alert, because the power of the sniping flying swords was enough to cause them serious damage.
But An Jing, the focus of everyone’s attention, did not unleash the fourth sword at this mont.
With complete control in his hands, there was naturally no need to pick a target so soon; it was not too late to kill any Demon Man who made the first move.
What An Jing wanted was to force the mysterious force to reveal more of their hidden cards.
“Just Demon n?
Doesn’t quite feel like it.”
His mind clear as the Bright Mirror, An Jing was well aware that a force that could access so much heavy weaponry could not simply have a bunch of Yeuhua Demon n going nuts.
Even he used Yin Yang Attribute Spirit Stones, using channels from Principal He and Third Middle School to trade for three atmospheric missiles—and these weren’t even surface-to-air ard missiles…
This mysterious force definitely had an incredibly deep background, or direct support from a group’s main company-level force.
They did not reveal their true capabilities, so An Jing couldn’t make any further judgnts.
Besides, the base of this sniping Sword Box was still not good enough.
After three consecutive pressurized shots, it had started to overheat, perhaps it could bear a fourth shot, but a fifth would definitely cause the core to lt down, so An Jing was happy to keep it locked on target, allowing it to cool down a bit more.
The battlefield cald down, and was no longer chaotic.
This obviously greatly exceeded the expectations of the mysterious people in the Fortress Area.
“We must take care of that sniper, he’s got us in his sights!”
The petite figure complained, “With him there, the Demon n can’t create chaos!”
“It was a mistake to shoot him down.” The slender figure also complained, “Letting him pass might have been good for both sides, I knew we shouldn’t have let those Tribulation Cultivators launch missiles willy-nilly.”
“You’ve also learned the bad human habit of shirking responsibility, we have to deal with the trouble we’ve caused ourselves.” The tall figure shook his head, “However, we must deal with them, the Demon n have stopped attacking, those people have caught their breath, and are now starting to reform their ranks.”
“If their Battle Formation isn’t in disarray, the Demon n can’t cause as much damage.”
“A surprise attack?” The slender figure asked, “My body is designed for assaults, I can charge quickly.”
“No.” The tall figure looked in An Jing’s direction, “I have a feeling that if we really charge in, we are the ones who will suffer.”
“Not to ntion, if he’s such a genius, his team is already converging on him, even we might not get away unscathed.”
“You decide.” The other two figures said, “Then what should we do?”
“Turn it around.” The tall figure said calmly, “We snipe at him.”
On the other side, on the mountain.
After waiting for a while and letting the Sword Box cool down a tad, as soon as the Demon n showed intentions of causing trouble, An Jing didn’t hesitate to shoot the fourth sword, taking one out on the spot.
Seeing this, all the Demon n didn’t hesitate to drop their ‘prey’ and scatter in all directions—it’s one thing to hunt prey, but another to be hunted as prey, they were Demon n, not fools, they naturally ran when it was ti to run.
In that case, An Jing couldn’t kill them all, he could only pick one lucky Demon Man to headshot.
However, just as An Jing was about to shoot the fifth sword, he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.
What?
No killing intent at all?
The mont he felt the danger, An Jing knew the attack was already upon him, but his intuition had not given him any pre-warning, proving that the other party could aim at him as inanimate as an object, without revealing any aura or emotions.
But An Jing had no worries—for a sniper, the theory was to move spot after shooting to avoid returning fire from the enemy.
But he didn’t need to.
“Danger, An Xuan!”
Because at that mont, Mrs.
Guang, who had been focused on enhancing his shields, also sensed the attack.
She turned the bead-shaped Magic Artifact in her hand and imdiately, an earthy-yellow glowing mountain-shaped shield covered An Jing.
Boom!
The spot where An Jing was located exploded into a large ball of fire sparks, and seconds after that, a shrill screeching noise mixed with the sounds of collapsing soil and rocks arrived.
The enemy’s sniping hit An Jing’s position with precision, blasting a part of the mountain away.
“Is he taken out?”
[Shoot, is An Xuan okay?]
Both the Wilderness forces and the approaching Steel Skeleton were shocked— for the forr, a sniper who could pick off Demon n was a great ally, while for the latter, whether it was the target they needed to protect or Huo Qing’s friend, they were worth striving to protect.
If An Jing died just like that, it would truly be terribly bad news.
But quickly, as the smoke cleared, all worries dissipated like the wind.
An Jing’s figure stood there, completely unscathed.
However, he was no longer prone, but standing, the youth holding the Sword Box, unflinching.
——Interesting, a counter-snipe, huh?
An Jing raised the Sword Box once more, focusing intently, aligning the rail in the direction the enemy flying sword had been shot from.
“Then, let’s play.”
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