Chapter 733 - 7: Annihilation Complete (7200, fourth update)

Chapter 733: Chapter 7: Annihilation Complete (7200, fourth update)

Yes, it’s lethal when it kills, but humans, these delicate beings, are not Sublimators, and for an ordinary archer, each arrow, each bullet also means one kill—chances are they kill faster than a Charged Rifle that needs charging.

But, bullets can’t destroy cannons, while the beam from a Charged Rifle does!

This is an Alchemical Firearm designed to annihilate the enemy’s heavy artillery! It’s a focused weapon for removing critical targets!

"This is the true use of the Charged Rifle!"

Scott’s mind was racing at this moment, and those spirited soldiers of the White Folks were swiftly destroying the cannons, including the Alchemical Cannons.

Too easy. Some soldiers even had this thought in mind—guns that hit wherever they aim, shooting at slow-moving cannon targets, even their grandmothers could do it!

And the Cyclops Giant, no longer suppressed by cannon fire, began to accelerate once again.

This time, his target was Martin Xuānfēng, who had just been delivering a speech atop Leyan Castle.

[Friends of The Empire, we don’t actually need to fight!]

Raising his greatsword without hesitation, Martin spoke nearly submissive words. However, seeing how Karry and Xi-Song Jiangu instantly lost their ability to fight or even lost their lives, he knew that a desperate battle was inevitable.

So, if he could make the opponent hesitate even a little, it was worth it. The Mountain Giant lit up with the radiance of one Spirit Energy Accessory after another: [We are all fighting against those Mountain People thugs who intend to go independent. Since they have been executed, we can join hands and work together for the future well-being of the residents of Leyan Territory...]

Necklaces, bracers, shoes, belts, weapons, earrings, head ornaments—the interwoven Spirit Energy Radiance surrounding Martin even formed a faint circle of Spirit Energy essence around his body, providing him with enhancements to vitality, strength augmentation, accelerated charges, the power of thunder, extraordinary perception, and Spirit Energy resistance.

This set of combined Spirit Energy Accessories even had an additional ’Judgment of Thunder’ effect. Anyone hit by his Thunder Greatsword would suffer extra thunder attribute Origin Quality damage and mental trauma with each subsequent hit for a period.

This was, in fact, the prototype of the ancient Aether Armaments and even the ’True Form’, comprising a set of effects assembled from numerous Spirit Energy artifacts and Sublimated creations, forming a new type of bloodline-like suit.

Even for some True Forms, it was initially similar to an Aether Armaments suit that was later discovered not to repel each other’s powers when worn by Magical Beasts.

Ian immediately saw through the power of Martin’s set of Spirit Energy Accessories. The Mountain Transcendent’s power could probably hold off the Cyclops Giant. However, he was still loudly invoking various things, trying to sway the residents of Leyan Territory present to agree with him, coercing Ian to stop fighting and work with him.

Indeed, from among those Leyan Territory residents who had been listening to Martin’s speech, there were now voices saying, ’Don’t fight!’ ’It’s over! The rebels are dead!’

Voices that Ian found incredibly amusing.

—Garnering public sentiment?

—In Terra? In a supernatural world where I haven’t even had time to spread education, where I wouldn’t dare play this game of public manipulation?

A trivial ploy.

The Cyclops Giant leaped into the air, with cold frost spreading, making the residents of Leyan Territory involuntarily feel as if winter had come early and subconsciously shut their mouths.

At the same time, Martin roared and raised the Thunder Greatsword in his hands, which had swelled to a massive length of several meters—Mountain Giant’s muscles knotted, a perfect combination of brute strength and technique. As a warrior at the Peak of Second Energy Level, he was fully confident to face the armored figure head-on.

But Ian was not fighting alone this time.

He had brought his troops.

Zzt—————Crash!!!!

From various parts of the city, from the streets all around, including Scott, thirty-one scorching beams converged at the speed of light, piercing through the air!

Humming! Accompanied by the sudden illumination of a ring, a silver Dragon Scale shield appeared in front of a shocked Martin, so tough that even thirty-one beams of Charged Rifle fire could not penetrate it, merely making it tremble slightly.

This was clearly a precious Spirit Energy Accessory left by the Mountain People from the time of the Bison Dragon God.

But it was meaningless.

Because he, Ian, is a dragon, just as Martin is.

"Listen, what can’t be obtained through force will definitely not be obtained through words. This is Logos."

The power of the Aether Crystal began to transfer, conducting from the youth’s body to the Alchemy Furnace Core within his Armor Suit, causing the Prometheus Prism on his shoulder to initiate the highest power level charging, a state of charge that was simply impossible to achieve solely with potions.

"Martin Hanging Peak, we are enemies, no matter what you think, I have already marked you."

—I didn’t come to solve any disputes between the Mountain People and The Empire, nor did I come to discuss any warm cooperation with you. I came to occupy a base and a raw material factory, to seize absolute authority over Leyan Territory that admits of no objection.

—I don’t need to promise happiness to the people, because they will experience it firsthand, not in the fantasy of extravagant words.

—So, it’s all quite simple.

"You can deny, resist, or scream—but there is only one truth."

At that moment, Ian’s voice was transmitted to the outside world through the loudspeaker, and that icy voice was as merciless as the frost of deep winter itself: "I come, and you must die."

"This is war!"

The azure radiance of Origin Quality burned fiercely within the Prometheus Prism system, and the power of the incomplete True Aether Furnace, mingled with the power of the Ancient Dragon Heart Core, erupted forth.

The thunderous greatsword had just been swung down, but the burst of azure light stream tore through everything in its path, bouncing off the weapon that would theoretically have pulverized the Armor Suit completely.

A column of light, brighter than the current sun, shot up at an angle, engulfing Martin, who had no time for despair, shattering the silver Dragon Scale shield that had already been weakened by the soldiers’ Charged Rifles.

The racing light stream grazed the corner of Leyan Castle, burning a huge molten gap in the building that was over two-hundred years old...

And then, it sped towards the distant clouds, shattering the clouds in the sky.

It also shattered the overcast that had loomed over Leyan Territory for half a year.

A greatsword and a smoking ring fell to the ground.

Besides that, there was only ash drifting away with the wind.

But this was not the end.

"All units, attention!"

Having begun to melt, Ian removed the molten gold-red iron dripping prism cannon from the Cyclops Giant’s shoulder and threw it on the ground, shaking the rocky path.

Ian’s calm voice echoed through the loudspeaker to the entire course: "The rebellion is not over yet, apart from the Sublimators, there are still many remnants in the city! Prepare to commence the cleansing!"

"Announce to the whole city, anyone who hasn’t left Leyan City after fifteen minutes or is found to be a rebel remnant,"

The voice from the Armor Suit even carried a hint of eerily dangerous mirth: "will be melted on the spot."

According to the recollections of Leyan City residents afterwards, not a single one of the Rebel Highlanders and members of the Xuānfēng Sect who ran out of Leyan City that time escaped.

They were penetrated from a great distance after fleeing the city, scorched and burnt.

The entire process was not bloody at all. It wasn’t scary; in fact, they even felt an odd sense of relief seeing the Rebel Highlanders who occupied their homes and commandeered their food being ignited by distant beams of light.

"How should I put it? Lord Ian’s actions..."

For some reason, the ’courageous’ citizens of Leyan City, looking back with a kind of nostalgia, said: "It’s like chasing cockroaches out of the house..."

"And then stepping on them to death."

"Exactly—it’s that simple."