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Chapter 661 - 36: Floating Gun (3/3, ask for double monthly pass!)

Chapter 661: Chapter 36: Floating Gun (3/3, ask for double monthly pass!)

Charge, charge.

The scorching air seared everyone’s lungs, each breath bringing a fiery pain.

An Jing, the Steel Skeleton, and Mrs. Guang, leading at the front, cleared the path; one by one, giant trees ablaze with flames crashed down amidst the roar of fire.

Even the Reflecting Glow Goosefoot couldn’t lure all the Demon Beasts, but with streams of gunfire, the mercenaries silently dispatched all the Fire Crows and other Demon Beasts attempting to approach from the sides, ensuring safety.

To fight under such conditions was an absolute narrow escape from death, yet that slim chance of life was precisely what they grasped.

Under the leadership of An Jing.

"Is this really the Wilderness?! Have people outside been surviving like this all along?!"

Zhang Zhuo evidently had some misconceptions about the normal state of the Wilderness, his hands gripping the long spear had turned pale.

Following An Jing, he moved along with the other mercenaries, roaring furiously; one after another, the incoming Fire Crows were pierced by his spear, its blade-like airstream severed the air entirely.

His combat achievements were quite impressive; even with a tense face as pale as a doll’s, this did not hinder Zhang Zhuo from continuously slaying Monsters/Demons.

But his experience ultimately fell short; one of the Fire Crows he had impaled did not die right away. Instead, its body suddenly became bright and eye-catching, clearly about to self-destruct.

Whoosh!

An Jing turned around and with a single sword strike, he killed that Fire Crow.

Zhang Zhuo gasped intensely, the look in his eyes toward An Jing was nearly one of admiration and worship—My heavens, had An Xuan always lived in such an environment in the past? It was truly incredible.

Although it was a misunderstanding, the outcome was unexpectedly correct; An Jing indeed had always lived in such an environment in the past.

"Continue!"

An Jing shouted, "Don’t stop! Should a monster attack, others can help you, but if your speed falls short, no one can save you!"

Without the disruption of Fire Crows, with other Demon Beasts and Demon Men barring the path, their speed was much faster than the Wilderness Cultivators from before. Before long, the outermost walls of the Fortress Area could be vaguely seen.

Glancing back, the group had charged forward nearly ten thousand meters in one breath, a grey ash path trailing beneath their feet. And in the area where An Jing had scattered Reflecting Glow Goosefoot, countless Fire Crows had gathered to form a small ground sun, countless Fire Crows and Ash Crows creating a sphere of flames.

As An Jing and the others charged, other Wilderness Cultivators scattered in the sea of flames also subconsciously began to converge. Around An Jing’s group was the safest, as well as the most orderly. The Steel Skeleton glanced at An Jing, and An Jing signaled for these people to keep up.

They might not be much of an asset, and there was a high chance they’d drag them down, but An Jing was very clear that Cultivators not from his own side were also a resource.

"Slow down."

As they were about to reach the Fortress Area, An Jing ordered. Although somewhat puzzled, everyone indeed slowed their pace.

The Golden Crow also sensed something was amiss, but it was currently confronting two local Purple Mansion Demon Kings. One was a massive pangolin clad in indestructible silver-black metallic armor, while the other was a fierce Vine Demon Spirit, furiously enraged because many of its tendrils had been ignited by the Golden Crow. It was now drawing in the Water Spirits from the surrounding marsh to cover itself, ready to fight the Golden Crow to the death.

For the two ’Purple Mansion Demon Kings,’ whose True Spirit Blood were not yet fully matured, the Golden Crow didn’t think much of them. However, the united front presented by the two made it cautious.

Irrelevant.

After a glance, ensuring that An Jing and others were no more than two Foundation Establishment weaklings when added together, it ignored these insignificant creatures and focused wholeheartedly on the standoff with the other two Demon Kings.

"We’ve made it, we’re finally here!"

Seeing the Fortress Area within arm’s reach and the Golden Crow showing no reaction, the numerous Wilderness Cultivators were ecstatic, ready to speed up and rush into this safe zone that was neither ignited nor teeming with Demon Beasts.

But An Jing and the others actually stopped in their tracks.

It was at this moment that a huge Mechanical Puppetry appeared.

The leading Puppetry held its lance across, and amidst the blazing fire, the silver Steel Skeleton stood like a Demon God in a sea of molten lava fire.

It had four arms, armed with a variety of weapons on top of its lance, including different kinds of machine gun muzzles and shields, armed to the teeth.

These were the automated defensive automatons used in the Fortress Area to fight against those at the Foundation Establishment stage—devoid of intelligence, soul, and certainly devoid of mercy.

Facing the swarm of Wilderness Cultivators, the combat Puppetry clenched its lance, with white steam spurting from the opening and closing armor plates on its body amidst the muddy heatwaves, it lunged with its lance.

Like lightning and thunder.

The Wilderness Cultivator facing this lance was at the sixth layer of Qi Refinement, almost the peak in the Wilderness without any adventures. If not, he wouldn’t have been able to lead his group to survive in such a sea of fire.

Faced with the Puppetry’s lance, he had no intention of taking the blow head-on, but immediately made a sharp turn, trying to dodge—his movement technique was quite remarkable, and when executed, it was almost insubstantial like smoke. The thunderous lance struck the area where he had been, causing no harm at all.

— Good, that’s it, bypass this thing and rush in!

Thinking so, the Wilderness Cultivator flashed to the side, planning to catch his breath and then dash straight for the Fortress Area.

But at that very instant when he stopped, he wore an expression of disbelief.

Because a gun shadow, from nowhere, flashed by and pierced through his chest.

Boom! A big puff of blood sprayed out, then turned into a mist of blood in the sea of fire.

"From where... did it come?"

Harboring endless doubts, this Wilderness Cultivator fell dead on the spot.

The combat Puppetry stepped forward, dispersing the misty blood that had risen from the Cultivator’s wounds, its three eyes constantly rotating, locking onto everyone present. Behind it, twelve floating gun muzzles were whistling, turning into streaks of cannonball phantoms, piercing on the spot those Cultivators who tried to get around, killing them!

"Floating Gun!"

In the team, Xu Yue whispered in shock, "The latest drone technology based on the prototype of Sky Sword, said to be still in the experimental phase!"

"How could it appear here?!"

The combat Puppetry did not respond to questions.

In the sea of fire, accompanied by pitiful screams, every deployment of the Floating Guns resulted in blood mist bursting forth, bodies penetrated leaving neat large holes.

Just in a few breaths, the insides and flesh and blood of dozens of Cultivators were scattered on the ground; they could not believe they were a mere step away from safety, yet they died here.

Clearly... Didn’t some people manage to rush in before?

"They are all dead."

Standing at the gap in the Fortress Area, which was also the entrance he had blown up himself, An Jing coolly observed the combat of these combat Puppetries, or rather, the massacre.

He sensed the presence of other Foundation Establishment figures within the Fortress Area and realized that the sound of battle inside had completely disappeared at some point, with the fate of those previous entrants being evident.

After slaughtering the majority of Wilderness Cultivators, the three observing lenses of the combat Puppetry all turned back, focusing three crimson dots on An Jing.