Boom!
Without any warning, Thunder Wolf spewed out a cluster of black rays.
The Virtual Dog Cannon is an immature degraded version of the Tailed Beast Bomb technique from the series "Naruto." The Tailed Beast Bomb requires precise harmonization of yin and yang energy attributes, compressed into a sphere in the mouth before being released,
whereas the Virtual Dog Cannon, when blasted out, is not a spherical bomb but a beam, and its principle is much simpler and more brutal.
But simple and brutal does not an the power is diminished in any way,
the pitch-black beam, condensed from all the energy within Thunder Wolf,
with the assistance of another skill, as if it received precise guidance, struck the young Magic Gate cultivator who attempted to dodge with residual images,
engulfing him and, without losing montum, swept towards the cultivators who had ford a lineup on the distant plain.
The black beam lasted for ten seconds,
after ten seconds, the land was scorched, with several traces left by the beams plowing through, the soil emitting hot white smoke.
The broken remains of the young Magic Gate cultivator flew away, disappearing at the end of the tunnel,
the cultivators on the plain suffered severe damage, the three at the forefront directly vanished, leaving behind three human-shaped shadows on the ground where they stood—a result of matter being obliterated under high-energy strikes.
As for Thunder Wolf itself, after this blast, it was left skeletal and frail, stumbling to the ground, directly exiting the competition.
"Well done."
Amber praised, swinging her blade towards the Closed-eye Monk, only to slash into empty air.
The Closed-eye Monk flashed a hundred ters away, listening to the heartrending screams of the otherworldly cultivators, his facial muscles slightly twitching, revealing a trace of rciful sorrow.
In the Buddha Sect, there is Silent Zen,
all beings' life and death cycle are due to the body, speech, and mind karma; if these three karmas are eliminated, silent and speechless, without sin or karma, the mind may gain enlightennt and obtain great fruition.
Closed-eye Zen, not observing external objects, external calmness and internal tranquility, the mind sees the emptiness of the five aggregates, eliminating distracting thoughts between contrary thoughts, attaining free will in advancing and retreating.
Twenty years of Closed-eye Zen, at this mont, it is ti to open them.
The monk's eyelashes trembled, eyelids lifted, revealing eyes clear as water.
Swept by his gaze, Amber only felt her consciousness instantly stretched, elongated, everything outside turned into slow motion, her vision inexplicably filled with warm, peaceful, all-embracing Buddha light,
hundreds of thousands of voices whispered a devout chanting sound beside her ears.
From others' perspectives, as the monk opened his eyes, Amber's expression beca sluggish and slow, maintaining the posture of about to wield her Tidal ssenger curved blade.
The monk from the Jingnian Sect, moving his head rustily like a rusty neck, shifted his gaze with difficulty,
Cheng Yin struck by it seed thunderstruck, paused montarily,
instantly caught by the scholar in a blue robe, who threw a Water Condensation Arrow, hitting her collarbone and grinding her left shoulder away—even if Zhan Lu hadn't tily swung her sword to deflect the Water Condensation Arrow's direction, she might have perished on the spot.
Nonetheless, even with the left shoulder severed, Cheng Yin had yet to awaken from the Buddha light illusion suddenly released by Closed-eye Zen,
still standing vacantly, eyes bewildered.
Not good.
Ding Zhensi's heart pounded like a drum, in the confrontation between masters every mont matters, stunned and stationary Cheng Yin is now like a living target,
not only unable to voluntarily exit the competition but also causing Zhan Lu to fall into a passive defensive stance, forced to protect her in front and constantly break the scholar's myriad spells with her Longsword.
Long-term defense leads to defeat, within just a few breaths, Zhan Lu's body was left with nurous injuries of varying severity.
Ding Zhensi gritted his teeth, drove the Kui Ox cha to bend its body, narrowly avoiding the monk's gaze,
and simultaneously flipped his palm, extracting a spare combat uniform from the Special Affairs Bureau from the backpack nu, tossing it towards the dazed Cheng Yin.
For easy wear and removal, the Special Affairs Bureau's standard combat uniforms all have only a single front zipper,
the attire's fabric is extrely smooth, the cuffs equipped with automated miniature robots, which upon contact with Cheng Yin's limbs, automatically extend wheels and roll,
instantly getting Cheng Yin into the combat uniform,
neural cables extended from the back neck interface pierced into the skull, took over consciousness, and issued a withdrawal command.
Cheng Yin, along with the combat uniform, vanished from the spot, but Zhan Lu's body was already covered with wounds, blood flowing profusely, and the sword in her hand did not seem to be held as strongly as before.
The situation inclined, the downturn beca apparent,
the scholar chuckled softly, the book in his hand fluttering without wind, retreating rapidly away from Zhan Lu's strike, simultaneously gathering energy in his palm, condensing a beam of erald breeze.
"Go."
The scholar pushed forward with a palm, the breeze seemingly slow but actually swift, rapidly approaching,
devouring surrounding air during the flight, transforming into an overwhelming wind wall as it neared Zhan Lu.
The middle of the wind wall gradually decelerated, while the edges accelerated forward, rapidly closing like a fishing net.
Zhan Lu swung her sword, the invincible Sword Gang Qi cleaving at the wind wall, not only did not rip an opening but instead boosted the breeze's montum—space anchoring spells seed mixed within the wind, preventing the use of teleportation skills.
As Zhan Lu and Ding Zhensi were about to be swallowed by the breeze prison,
four pink beams swiftly darted from the back of the tunnel, striking the four corners of the prison, exploding with a strong pink light, tearing open a gap in the prison.
From the beam source direction, a seven-ter-tall humanoid tal cha was flying in,
the cha painted white,
with shoulder armor-like attachnt wings on each side of its shoulders (each wing containing twelve posture control nozzles for controlling flight posture),
grasping two beam swords in both hands, twelve cone-shaped purple floating cannons hovering behind it.
The cha presented a smooth streamline overall,
vaguely resembling... a gigantic flittering moth.
This cha is the strategic weapon from the European Heavy Industry Group, piloted by the pink-haired girl [Dawn]—the [AMX-004 Caboni] cha.
Whizz whizz whizz whizz——
The Caboni cha flew at high speed close to the ground, uninterrupted firing from the floating cannons behind, pink beams completely shredding the breeze prison, allowing Zhan Lu and Ding Zhensi to escape the predicant.
And the three others sitting on the cha's back moved as well.
The Life-Killing Hospital, dressed in black nun outfits, waved their hand, and more than ten daggers appeared in their palm, casually thrown out.
In the next instant, the daggers with no flight trajectory ignored armor obstacles and directly pinned onto the limbs of distant Otherworldly Monks.
The diminutive Breeding Homomorph suddenly got covered by a layer of biological armor.
The armor's various parts seed to co from different organisms, with antennae-like feelers on the head, bird wings extending from the back, the left hand transforming into an incredibly sharp Mantis Scythe, and the right hand into a feline beast claw.
The man in the robe and hood from which green tree buds sprouted, Parasitic Mistletoe, wielded a Wooden Long Stick, exercising Druid skills to summon five Two-headed Chira Dragons.
The dragons' wings unfolded, nearly filling the entire tunnel, and all ten dragon heads simultaneously spewed,
acid, lightning, fire, ice,
like carpet-bombing aerial explosives, scattering toward the Otherworldly Monks' camp.
Dawn, Life-Killing Hospital, Breeding Homomorph, and Parasitic Mistletoe had already encountered Otherworldly Players before,
and had contacts with Tian Jinghutu, making them aware of the current situation,
as soon as they appeared, they unleashed their strongest attack skills, determined to end the battle before the opponent could escape or call reinforcents.
Under a round of barrage ford by the cooperation of multiple skills, the Otherworldly Players suffered significant casualties,
to avoid the electrified acid pools of the Chiras, the remaining crowd had to terminate their formation, taking flight, scattering in all directions.
"Sorry, ca late."
Dawn stopped the ch abruptly, the broadcast on the ch clearly emitted a gentle and sweet voice, "Got a bit delayed on the road."
The AMX-004 Capini ch, in terms of mobility, destructive power, flight ability, endurance, defense, short-range sprint, and environntal adaptability, reached perfect balance.
It was not a standalone piece of equipnt,
but summoned by the European Heavy Industry Group using an item called the All-Purpose Wishing Machine, sacrificing more than ten pieces of Perfect Level extraordinary materials and equipnt,
it inherently possessed a heap of special effects and abilities of Perfect Level equipnt,
can be said to be one of the highest single-value equipnt in the current battlefield ga.
And the pilot of the Capini ch, Dawn, besides being a ch vlog blogger who broke through ten million followers within a year, was also a natural superhuman — with spatial perception, cognitive ability, thinking ability far beyond ordinary people, possessing inherent keen intuition, or rather, Consciousness.
This aptitude is one in ten thousand, making Dawn very special even before becoming a player,
for example, she could "see" the pattern on covered cards, "hear" the thoughts of surrounding people, "foresee" the result of tomorrow's exam, "taste" the flavor of an apple pie yet to be baked.
The talent of Consciousness is slightly different from Psychic Abilities,
the latter harnesses the power from the depths of the psyche, leveraging the mind to pry open the solid bricks of reality, accomplishing incredible effects.
While the forr connects and harmonizes ambiguously with everything outside the world.
Manifested, it allows control of twelve Floating Cannons without a brainwave amplification device; sensing the attack direction before the opponent attacks, making evasions in advance for a certain degree of "foreseeing the future" effect.
Whizz, whizz, whizz——
Purple-red cone-shaped Floating Cannons fired consecutively, accurately hitting the monk's Demon-Subduing Pestle aid at Amber, blasting it away,
while the adsorbing wings on the heavy ch's shoulders sprayed down airflow, allowing the ch to buffer landing,
heavy feet stomped on the ground, leaving deep footprints.
No words needed,
Dawn controlled twelve Floating Cannons,
cooperating with Parasitic Mistletoe's Two-headed Chira Dragons, suppressing the firepower on the Otherworldly Players' Array.
The Breeding Homomorph adorned with biological armor, drew a shadow in mid-air,
instantaneously flashed behind Amber, bringing Amber back to the Dawn ch's side,
while the pursuing monk was intercepted by Life-Killing Hospital— the monk's Silent Zen was interrupted earlier, now closing his eyes again, tears of blood streaming down, unable to perform Buddha's Light for a brief period.
With companions being caught up
Dann Chenzi raised a long sleeve, and an antique rectangular wooden box flew out from the sleeve.
The box automatically opened,
Tai Hao clearly saw seven slots for swords inside the box, with six empty slots, evidently the six Longswords forming the Lotus Sword Array by Dann Chenzi at the mont,
the last slot contained an unremarkable Longsword folded from yellow paper.
This is the opponent's trump card.
Intuition erged from the depths of the mind, Tai Hao took a deep breath, squeezing out the Spiritual Power from his qi sea,
the Air Dragon suddenly expanded, biting fiercely toward the wooden box, forcing Dann Chenzi to retreat with the box.
"Cover !"
Dann Chenzi shouted explosively, the scholar face changed slightly, unexpectedly abandoning Zhan Lu and Ding Zhensi, transford into a wisp of breeze, flashing to Dann Chenzi's side, pushing the Air Dragon away with one palm.
"We can't let him draw the sword!"
Tai Hao shouted loudly, controlling the Air Dragon, along with Dawn's Floating Cannon, and Zhan Lu's Sword Gang Qi, Ding Zhensi's Kui Ox ch's heavy machine gun demon-breaking explosive rounds, firmly biting onto Dann Chenzi's flight path,
preventing him from drawing the yellow paper Longsword from the Sword Box.
"Did this get trapped by Illusion Technique?"
Breeding Homomorph frowned, looking at Amber whose face changed between anger and laughter, muttered a word, took out a Sheepskin Scroll from the backpack column, preparing to tear it to release Amber from the controlled state.
Unexpectedly, as the tearing sound reached halfway, before the scroll was completely torn,
the feelers on Breeding Homomorph's head suddenly shook, a strong sense of unease as sharp as a needle surged up his back.
His whole body twitched, instinctively pushing Amber with one palm towards Parasitic Mistletoe,
while he turned around, drawing a semicircle with his left-hand Mantis Scythe behind him.
Ding——
The piercing sound of gold and iron clashed sharply,
the Demon General with fox-like appearance and short stature, wielding a Thin Sword like a knitting needle, casually blocked Breeding Homomorph's slash.
Clash, clash, clash!
The cold light shimred, and the sword's brilliance blossod,
Qing Qiuhu swung his sword to sever the arms and legs of the Breeding Homomorph,
The high-strength breeding homomorph, pieced together from the bodies of demons, was as fragile as paper in the face of the thin sword.
Crack—
Accompanied by the sound of a spine breaking, the thin sword easily chopped through the neck of the Breeding Homomorph.
Everything happened so quickly that the crowd hadn't even reacted before the headless body of the Breeding Homomorph vanished from the spot.
"With such weak opponents, how could you take so long to deal with them?"
Qing Qiuhu glanced at Dann Chenzi and the others not far away and snorted coldly,
His petite hind legs lightly stepped on the ground, and his figure instantly disappeared.
The next mont, he reappeared in mid-air in front of the Parasitic Mistletoe.
The president from the Beast of Thousand Throats had his pupils reflecting Qing Qiuhu's cruel smile and the rapidly enlarging tip of the thin sword.
Swish—
The thin sword's blade sliced through the air countless tis,
The Parasitic Mistletoe was imdiately covered with dense sword marks, with sh-like wounds on his face and hands.
"Huh?"
Qing Qiuhu landed on the ground, looking at the severely injured Parasitic Mistletoe who was dragging Amber away, surprised that he hadn't died.
"The Summoner's... life link?"
Qing Qiuhu followed the barely noticeable strands of energy extending from the Parasitic Mistletoe and glanced at the Five-Headed Chira Dragon in the sky, which suddenly beca weak,
He imdiately understood that the Parasitic Mistletoe had just used a skill like life link to transfer his injuries to his summoned creature, thus saving his life.
"Heh, humans."
Qing Qiuhu sneered contemptuously, lightly stepping on the ground with his hind legs, just about to use the teleportation skill when he sensed a cold wind coming from behind.
Clang!
Qing Qiuhu suddenly turned around, parrying two daggers with his thin sword—the Life-Killing Hospital, wearing a nun's outfit, held daggers in reverse, smiling as she blocked the way ahead.
"Close combat with ?"
Qing Qiuhu grinned, advancing to strike at the Life-Killing Hospital.
The sound of weapons clashing was so dense it seed unbroken,
Their figures blurred into afterimages, carving deep traces where they passed.
"You're quite good."
Qing Qiuhu said calmly, "But unfortunately, still too slow..."
As he finished the last word, the fox's speed exploded once more,
The sword light from the thin sword, like a spherical cage, enveloped the Blue Lantern, sealing off any retreat.
The passive defensive equipnt allocated by the Day Islands' Special Affairs Bureau, shrouding the Blue Lantern, all activated,
Yet neither the Shikigami defense nor the Energy Shield could last even a second before the spherical sword light, shattering entirely.
From afar, Dawn drove the Floating Cannon, shooting out a beam,
The pink laser hit the sword light like a mud ox into the sea, with no response.
When the sword light dissipated, the figure of the Life-Killing Hospital vanished from the scene.
"Quite a fast escape."
Qing Qiuhu flicked the blood droplets off his thin sword, looking towards the Parasitic Mistletoe, running with Amber towards Dawn.
"A desperate struggle,"
Qing Qiuhu muttered to himself, flashing again to block the Parasitic Mistletoe's path, swinging down his thin sword while finishing, "...not knowing life or death."
The blade of the thin sword wove a tight pattern in the air,
The Parasitic Mistletoe's body was sliced into countless pieces from bottom to top, and the flying Chira in the sky, drained of life, vanished into the Lost World before it even fell to the ground.
"..."
Amber, who was escorted back and forth, still stood in place, looking bewildered, but sothing seed to flicker within the depths of her eyes.
"Damn it!"
High up in the sky, Raging Fire, who was bombing the Otherworldly Monks, was growing anxious as those monks re-ford an array, creating an invisible deceleration field around her body,
The alien fire she threw was significantly slowed,
She herself was unable to use the teleportation flash skill.
"Get lost!"
She shouted angrily, raising her hands above her head, with orange-red flas rapidly expanding from her palms, instantly transforming into a teor-like shape,
Smashing towards the Otherworldly Monks below.
Under the effect of the deceleration field, the already slow teor fireball moved as slowly as a wheelchair,
But Raging Fire didn't intend to crush the opponents directly with a fireball—the teor fireball slowly advanced, bursting the invisible deceleration field,
Allowing her to turn and dive, rushing towards Amber below.
"Please stay, benefactor."
The Closed-eye Monk ca rushing forward, and the magic artifacts surrounding him blocked Raging Fire's path.
"Get lost."
Raging Fire replied calmly, her hair moving without wind, as the ends of her blonde hair quietly started to burn, and her eyes blazed with intense flas, devoid of her usual playful laziness.
The monk's robe fluttered vigorously, his expressionless face, with his left hand lifting the Golden Bowl to absorb the flas thrown by Raging Fire,
His right hand gripping the Demon-Subduing Pestle, swinging it down,
Behind Raging Fire, the towering figure of a Rohan appeared, wielding the sa Demon-Subduing Pestle as the monk, smashing down towards Raging Fire.
Both sides were locked in a struggle, unable to determine a victor in the short term,
On the other side, the thin sword in Qing Qiuhu's hand, slashing towards Amber's neck, was intercepted by a High-Frequency Cutting Blade—Ding Zhensi piloting the Kui Ox cha barely arrived in ti,
The already battered ch, after a burst of short-range sprinting, was teetering on the brink of collapse, its joints constantly sparking with electricity, leaking battery fluid, appearing as if it could scrap at any mont.
Buzz—
Dawn, piloting the [AMX-004 Capini], also arrived, using the beam shots from floating cannons to cover and assist Tai Hao and Raging Fire, while drawing two Beam Swords herself,
slashing at Qing Qiuhu, who was as small as a teacup rabbit relative to the Capini ch.
The Kui Ox and Capini, two chs with disparate heights and weights,
one using the remnants of a Primordial Strange Beast as its spirit,
the other driven with the assistance of Consciousness,
amazingly kept up with Qing Qiuhu in terms of response speed.
But response speed doesn't equate to reaction capability,
The Kui Ox cha's body, constantly sparking, managed to block a dozen thin sword thrusts, but soon started to smoke, its hydraulic joints overheated, and its force-bearing structures damaged.
It was disabled, having its arm and leg sliced off by Qing Qiuhu.
Dawn attempted to use the Capini ch's dual Beam Swords, paired with control skills she carried, to restrain Qing Qiuhu's agile form; needing less than a second,
the Beam Swords, which sliced through warship decks like butter, could turn that damned fox into a dish—being so hot as to roast flesh upon contact.
Unfortunately, a certain piece of equipnt or perhaps Qing Qiuhu herself held higher mystery than the skills Dawn possessed,
as neither immobilization, slow down, nor spatial anchoring had any effect on Qing Qiuhu.
Within a few breaths, the chest armor of the Capini ch was cleaved open by the thin sword, exposing Dawn's face within the cockpit, unable to express her shock in ti.
"..."
Qing Qiuhu looked down at the female human pilot, neither mocking nor praising,
in its perceived world, everything was so slow, so... boring.
One thrust, stabbing down.
Bang!!
A silver bullet hit the thin sword's blade with precision,
the strong kinetic energy causing the sword to slightly deflect,
missing Dawn's forehead and instead piercing into the seat of the cockpit.
Huh?!
An astonished emotion surged in Qing Qiuhu's heart,
its perceptual speed far surpassing humans and other demons,
just now, it distinctly rembered not seeing the bullet's flight path.
The silver bullet seed to appear suddenly beside the thin sword.
What's going on?
Taking advantage of Qing Qiuhu's mont of bewildernt, the barely reacting Dawn instantly consud a Skill Scroll nad [Space-ti Jump],
grabbing Amber standing on the ground, and the prone Kui Ox cha,
teleporting to five hundred ters back.
The [Space-ti Jump] Skill Scroll was of Perfect quality, transporting all allied units to a designated location—long-range teleportation skills were very rare, and even the entire European Heavy Industry Group couldn't muster many,
the one Dawn used was the only one she possessed.
As the Capini ch disappeared, Qing Qiuhu fell downward,
Bam!
Another silver bullet roared, hitting Qing Qiuhu by the temple of its fox skull.
Qing Qiuhu tumbled as it flew, fur on the side of its skull exploding,
the bone at the temple recessed, faint traces of blood flowing down.
No, didn't die.
The astonished Qing Qiuhu fox flipped its body mid-air, correcting its posture,
its paws stepping on the wall,
not risking another shot to kill the now powerless Amber and Ding Zhensi,
but instead moving at high speed through the vast space, flashing over ten tis, eventually reaching beside the Array of Otherworldly Monks.
"..."
Qing Qiuhu took a deep breath, slowing its emotions,
almost thinking it would really die when shot in the temple—the bullet was too bizarre, untraceable even by its senses.
Fortunately, the demon general's body was robust, the bullet's power unable to penetrate its fur defense....
Qing Qiuhu gripped the thin sword in its right hand, raising its left, within the palm lay a dented silver bullet—the bullet slowly fading over ti.
Unable to observe the flight path, but deducing from its final direction... from there.
Qing Qiuhu sharply lifted its head, looking past the regrouping Dawn, Ding Zhensi, and others, towards the tunnel at the back.
There, an armored vehicle approached.
With many people aboard,
the figure in a Dragon Head White Lab Coat driving the vehicle, steering with their left hand,
right hand extended out the window, holding a revolver nad [Colt M1873 Peacemaker], its barrel still smoking.
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