The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 341 - 231 Arsenal

Chapter 341: Chapter 231 Arsenal

The scorching winds blew in from the distance, carrying dust as if engulfing the entire world in a grim haze.

In the sky, burning stars of steel tore through the air, plummeting toward the earth and casting down calamity and death.

Roars erupted, flames spewed, and countless brilliant blossoms of destruction rose from the ground, the sweeping fire and shock waves swallowing everything in an instant.

Death spread.

Amidst the trembling earth and quaking mountains, countless Blood Corpses were reduced to ashes in the explosions, leaving only rising dust and an endless stretch of charred black soil.

"Hahaha, art is all about Patrick Star!"

On the desolate plains, a man sitting on a white folding chair cheered excitedly. Under his will, the neatly arranged ten thousand missile launch vehicles behind him began a new round of launching.

The missiles rained down, covering the sky, almost blotting out the entire heavens.

Countless annihilation missiles crossed vast distances, landing among the charging horde of corpses, blossoming everywhere. Trees of flame rose slowly amidst the rumbling, and the scorching fire swept onward.

The Blood Corpse army was dealt another heavy blow!

"Is this what saturation bombing is like? It’s so damn satisfying! This level up wasn’t in vain!"

Wang Batian, a 9th-level extraordinary person from the Dongzhou Control Bureau, slapped his thigh and sighed.

He moved his thoughts again, and another round of missiles shot out, annihilating the surging corpse horde completely.

He alone became a steel wall against millions of Blood Corpses.

In terms of single combat power, Wang Batian fell short of his domineering name, but in large-scale warfare, he was the unrivaled "God of Ordnance!"

His Aoneng Power was called "Infinite Arsenal." As long as he understood a weapon’s structure and principles, he could generate any weapon out of thin air!

From small handguns to nuclear weapons, and even some forbidden weapons within the Control Bureau unknown to outsiders, he could manifest them as long as he understood the principles!

After advancing to the 9th level, this ability underwent groundbreaking evolution, capable of materializing ten thousand missile launch vehicles and hundreds of thousands of annihilation missiles in an instant!

In fact, if not for orders from above prohibiting the destruction of the secret realm unless absolutely necessary, he could have produced hundreds of thousands of nuclear bombs and leveled the place.

But the current state was not bad; it was like playing a mowing game, purely exhilarating.

Such terrifying firepower naturally drew the attention of the Blood Corpses. Wang Batian undoubtedly became a top priority for elimination, but he had teammates. The attacks from the 9th-level Blood Corpses were all intercepted by his allies.

Five kilometers away, a sudden roar erupted.

In the void, a Blood Corpse attempting a sneak attack was thrown back, its entire body engulfed in brilliant flames, its charred flesh exploding with crackling sounds.

"Damn, I was so close..." The Blood Corpse gnashed its teeth. Five kilometers was almost like point-blank range at this level.

Torrents of flames swept across, blotting out the sky, and the temperature of the entire world skyrocketed, turning it into a living hell, distorting even the space itself.

A burly man, who had transformed into resplendent flames and wielded a giant sword of fire, stepped out of the wave, glancing back at Wang Batian with a frown, "You’re way too relaxed."

"The rear is like this. The frontline fighters only need to fully immerse themselves in the battlefield, follow orders, fight to kill the enemy, and protect their teammates, but the rear personnel have a lot to consider, like fending off assassinations."

Wang Batian greeted with a smile, "Huo, thank you for your hard work."

"Hmph."

The flame man snorted coldly, his body rapidly expanding, releasing terrifying heat, and in an instant transforming into a colossal flame giant. He gripped his blazing greatsword and slashed at the Blood Corpse before him with an incinerating radiance.

Bang!

Dazzling runes spread, divine light erupted, shielding the Blood Corpse and fending off the power of this slash.

The battle of the 9th levels erupted.

"Exciting." Just watching it made Wang Batian’s blood boil, so he decided to send another wave of rockets!

At this moment, the entire secret realm descended into chaos.

The battles between the 9th levels disturbed the laws of reality. Numerous rules and authorities clashed, causing the laws here to change wildly, with countless bizarre effects emerging, upending gravity, distorting heat, scrambling electromagnetism...

"If this keeps up, it feels like the secret realm will collapse soon. Boss, what’s the plan from above?" Wang Batian inquired over a secure communication channel.

"This secret realm isn’t as fragile as you think. It could withstand battles even against demigods back in the day. This is nothing." His superior on the other end of the communication channel replied, "You don’t need to worry about other things. Just hold your position."

"Alright." Wang Batian knew clearly his role as a cog in the machine, so he sent another wave of rockets to the Blood Corpses.

In the distant horizon, Zhou Yuan and two others were brought to the battlefield by the Siamese centipede Blood Corpse.

[There are still 50 kilometers to the Divine Fragment. Missiles are incoming; proceed slowly.]

Just 50 kilometers?

Zhou Yuan’s heart struck with fear.

As they approached the battlefield’s edge, countless missiles whistled toward them from the sky.

The next second, an ancient scroll rose from the distance, suspended in mid-air, unfolding on its own, covering the sky, intercepting all the incoming missiles.

[This is an ancient Divine Artifact, called the Map of Myriad Realms. It encompasses all things, forming a small world of its own, capable of suppressing and refining everything it absorbs, with incredible defensive power. It once withstood the Immortal-slaughter Sword Array.]

This seemed to be the rearguard headquarters of the Blood Corpse faction, guarded by high-level Blood Corpses.

"Who goes there?"

Before they could get closer, several figures appeared out of thin air, intercepting them and radiating overwhelming corpse energy.

"Friends." The white-bearded elder at the top spoke.

"Oh? It’s Immortal Tianyuan and Fairy Qingshi, a pleasure to meet you."

One of the Blood Corpses on the opposite side recognized the two familiar faces in the Siamese centipede Blood Corpse, his expression turning somewhat peculiar, "What’s going on with you five?"

"Not sure, we were like this after resurrection." Immortal Tianyuan shook his head helplessly.

Fairy Qingshi didn’t want to speak at all; that guy below still had the audacity to look up her skirt.

After exchanging some pleasantries, Immortal Tianyuan looked at Zhou Yuan and the other two, pointing to the ready-to-march Blood Corpse army in the distance, "You three, go ahead."

"Yes." Zhou Yuan accepted the order, and the three of them quickly merged into the Blood Corpse ranks.

"Got any good ideas?" Jiang Wuming winked at Zhou Yuan. The Control Bureau had already started using hot weapons, and he didn’t want to be the sacrificial lamb.

"Don’t worry." Zhou Yuan gave him a reassuring look.

The battlefield was chaotic. At the right moment, they could just slip away. As a Shadow System extraordinary person, he had enough confidence. High-level Blood Corpses couldn’t possibly monitor the entire battlefield all the time; they also had to guard against attacks from the Control Bureau.

Thanks to the Siamese centipede Blood Corpse bringing them over, they saved a lot of travel time.

Now, they were just fifty kilometers from the Divine Fragment, a distance that was practically within reach!