Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 2001 - Star Plasma Cannon!

Chapter 2001 Star Plasma Cannon!

His questions darted into every sinner’s heart brutally like nails made of thunder.

‘Seek justice’ was even making their brains boil, camouflaging the slaughter that they were about to begin with a brilliant cover.

For a moment, all the bandits were covered in a layer of vague radiance besides their greed and violence.

“March into Liberty City, and everything there will be yours. I do not want anything other than the glory!”

‘Fist King’ Lei Zonglie’s roars were magnitudes louder in that moment and turned into thunder that shocked the sky and the earth.

“If we succeed, we will be the master of this ‘Elysian World’. Even if we don’t, we will still leave our name on the boundless Bloody Plateau!”

Wu! Wu! Wu!

The thousands of sirens on Great Iron City spurted out white steam that was as intense as fog again and let out ear-splitting shrieks.

The enormous gears on the shell of the iron fortress revolved slowly, pulling the mechanical structure made of countless chains, bearings, and axles.

Deafening drumming echoed from inside Great Iron City. Every attacker felt that their heart was exploding!

As the sirens and the drumming got louder and louder, the enormous gears began to spin at a much higher speed. Six mechanical legs almost a hundred meters long were gradually deployed around Great Iron City. Countless spiritual puppets staggered over and smashed nails almost half a meter long into the ground through the holes in the mechanical legs, fixing them on the ground steadily.

The main gun at the front of Great Iron City rose like a male organ. The previous blackness gradually turned orange, crimson, and purple. The surging electric arcs were filled by explosive forces like protruding veins. Even the size of the gun seemed to be bigger than before.

Thousands of electric arcs flowed out of Great Iron City and were condensed in the barrel. Radial rays of light were focused on the muzzle, as if it were a star that had just been born. None of the bandits dared to look at it directly and could only hold their breath in fear.

Finally, the cluster of light at the muzzle that looked like magma was consolidated to the maximum amount. In the middle of the Fist King’s thunderous roar, it was shot out in dazzling light!

Thunder seemed to have rumbled inside Great Iron City, making the enormous fortress bounce. The ground near the six supportive legs was all falling apart in cracking noises. Everybody felt the earth shaking!

The massive spiritual was thrown out like a cluster of magma restrained by the spiritual field in a high arc. When it reached the target, it exploded into a storm of shooting stars and smashed at Liberty City.

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

A thin, translucent spiritual shield immediately rose around Liberty City. Hexagonal circuits of spiritual energy could be found everywhere on the shield, and a complicated rune array had been carved at the center of every hexagon. All the shooting stars were blocked by the spiritual energy. Explosive sounds similar to when scorching iron was put into ice were echoing when the two opposing forces charged at each other.

Despite the long distance, it could be seen that the defense system of Liberty City was weakened, and the translucence on the spiritual shield was dimmer and simmer.

Liberty City launched a counterattack, too, but their shooting range did not seem to be as far as the Star Plasma Cannon of Great Iron City. Even if the attacks reached the Fist King’s army, they had already lost their momentum, and most of them were detonated in advance by the powerful airwaves in the middle of their flight.

Shua!

The Star Plasma Cannon opened fire again, smashing another group of burning shooting stars at Liberty City. But the angle of the attack was slightly adjusted in order to bombard the frontal defense line before Liberty City. In a moment, hundreds of blasts were raised, detonating a lot of landmines and filling many trenches. The barricades were all burnt into hideous garbage!

The Fist King’s army cheered at the top of their voice. The mobs that had been jumbled up seemed to have truly become a united, well-trained, and invincible troop.

Boom!

After the third bombardment of the Star Plasma Cannon, three supportive legs finally could not resist the massive recoil of spiritual energy. The nails that were as thick as arms were blown away, and the supportive legs were ejected.

It was obvious that the powerful Star Plasma Cannon had reached its limits and needed a moment to cool down.

The Fist King directly jumped off from the top of Great Iron City that was almost a hundred meters tall, smashing onto the ground. Then, he took a flag with the emblem of a crowned fist that was almost ten meters tall and waved it. “Forward! Forward! Into Liberty City!”

The first wave of glittering iron tides lunged at Liberty City.

It was an overwhelming army of spiritual beasts that felt like a beast tide!

Ever since the rebellion of the Grand Illusionary Soldiers in the Flying Star Sector, Li Yao had never seen an army of spiritual puppets of such a large scale.

Compared to the Grand Illusionary Soldiers, the spiritual puppets there were of different categories and bizarre appearances. The war machines of countless absurd eras seemed to have gathered together.

The Fist King seemed to have collected all the movable spiritual puppets in the entire Land of Sins and organized them in a very special way, turning them into his unstoppable vanguard.

It did make sense. The spiritual puppets were much sturdier than general slave soldiers, and they were much more devoted and determined than the gangs that each had their own plans. They would never defect, retreat, or be scared.

Those charging at the forefront were the high-speed mobile war puppets in the form of metal spiders and scorpions, which were followed by main war puppets that had been built in the form of crystal tanks, mixed with tracks and mechanical feet. Then, there were almost thirty automatic, unmanned fortresses over ten meters tall that could be controlled remotely. In the sky, a lot of shuttles that could attack automatically, as well as floating fire platforms like hot-air balloons that were pulling metal arms, were hovering.

The iron tides rolled forward and ignored the storms of bullets sprayed from Liberty City while they shortened the distance between the two parties. They detonated the landmines that survived the shooting stars, located the defense arrays and firing points that were hidden below the ground, and paved the uneven earth with quick-drying gel, creating a favorable condition for the charge of the follow-up troops.

“Let’s go and kill them all! Seize Liberty City!”

Under the cover of the spiritual puppets, the bandits, thugs, and sinners who wanted to grow famous in the battle and rise to Manjusaka all took action and ran forward like animals that had been injected with excitants.

This perhaps could barely be counted as a real war.

Gangs were gangs after all, and mobs were mobs. Without neat teamwork and efficient command, they were not a real troop at all.

It could only be counted as a super large ‘pit fight’. It was the mauling and fighting of two bunches of animals for the right to survive based on their natural instincts.

Perhaps it was the largest ‘pit fight’ that Li Yao had ever seen.

When the silver tides of the spiritual puppets almost broke through the frontal defense line of Liberty City, the hundreds of lightning towers behind the frontal defense line were finally activated. In a moment, a high wall of lightning and thunder seemed to have been raised outside of Liberty City.

The spiritual puppets that were caught in the lightning storm when they failed to dodge in time turned into huge fireballs in cracking sounds immediately, ending up as black junk, their nonexistent life gone.

However, the surviving spiritual puppets were still charging forward relentlessly like tides. They would rather turn themselves into melted slag just to waste more of the enemy’s spiritual energy.

The automatic unmanned fortresses that were slightly behind even activated the city assault mode. Extending countless crystal cannons that were shining coldly, they rained plasma, fire, mystic rays, and cannonballs on the defense array of Liberty City.

The defenders of Liberty City finally counterattacked.

The bloodiest sparks splashed out in the first second after the two ferocious armies collided brutally.

On both the Fist King’s side and Liberty City’s, countless hideous men took out syringes of exhilarants in suspicious colors and injected them into their necks. Then, in the middle of crazy howls, their skin fell apart, their muscles expanded, their bone spurs protruded out, and their spiritual energy exploded, transforming them into deformed, half-animal monsters, before they bearhugged the monsters opposite them.

A muscular man with four arms stood on the top of a crystal tank while holding four cannons in his hands, raining bullets from above. But the next moment, he was blown into the sky together with the crystal tank, turning into a dazzling fireball.

Two crystal tanks that were both installed with heavy crystal cannons charged at each other, neither of them giving in. While running, they opened fire at each other until they collided brutally and turned into two clusters of burning garbage.

One of the bandits who was wearing a broken crystal suit, despite the countless strikes of electric arcs, still walked to the front of the lightning tower under the support of unknown forces. Then, exerting his strength, he blew the lightning tower apart and knocked it to the ground!

The sinners in the Land of Sins might not have the highest combat ability, but their brutal, ruthless ways of fighting and their fearless, animalistic vibe were etched into Li Yao’s memory.

Even the qi-trainers on Iron Plateau could not be compared to the brutal men that had been carefully refined in the ‘laboratory’.

Almost all the sinners had been soaked in the atmosphere of blood and violence, unable to free themselves. In the battle formation, only a few people maintained their indifference.

They were the ‘players’, the Immortal Cultivators.

On the chaotic battlefield, Li Yao locked onto more than a hundred and eighty Immortal Cultivator players.

Some had been discovered during the observation and testing over the past month, and some exposed themselves because of the unique air in them—the air of condescension, casualness, carelessness—suggesting that they considered the locals in the Land of Sins to be nothing more than ants that they could trick and play blatantly.