Chapter 4: Transformation (2)
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The visitors from another world instantly blasted apart two tanks, leaving a remarkably deep impression on the audience.
“Whoa whoa! Is this the legendary magic?”
“It’s even crazier than what’s in the movies! I no longer doubt that those magical techniques capable of wiping out a city in novels actually exist.”
“So scary! Are these monsters really the targets of the Special Operations Bureau?”
“Are we seriously going to obey their demands and withdraw from the small town? If that happens, won’t Ocean City eventually fall into their hands?”
“I refuse to believe that technology can’t beat magic!”
As the audience debated fervently, with b*llet comments and posts flying everywhere, something unexpected happened on the scene.
“Bang bang!”
With two muffled sounds, the two mages beside Soros shook simultaneously.
They couldn’t help but release Lin Nan’s arm, who promptly collapsed onto the ground but with an increasingly intense red glow in her eyes.
Each of them had a rapidly spinning sniper b*llet hovering in front of their foreheads, but no matter how hard the b*llet tried to breach the mages’ defenses, it ultimately fell with a “thud.”
“Who the hell issued those orders?”
In the command center, Nie Zhengchu was furious.
“Report, Deputy Bureau Director, it’s the snipers under the military’s command.”
Upon receiving the communication, Nie Zhengchu launched into an earful at the military commander.
“What are you doing? Disregarding orders and acting on your own? Have you ever considered the consequences of failing? Well, look at the situation now! I’m revoking your position!”
At the same time, Soros glared at the camera with a grim expression.
At this moment, he faintly realized the purpose of these machines: to broadcast their every action to the enemy.
The full-body shield of the mages was a passive skill that provided 360-degree defense against various damages, making it an essential survival skill for mages.
If they hadn’t had the shield just now, they might have actually stumbled and met their doom right here.
“Since you don’t want the thirty-minute retreat time, I’ll grant you that!”
It seemed that merely destroying two tanks wasn’t enough to scare them off. Soros snapped his fingers, “Let’s show them a little more power.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, dozens of mages hidden in the darkness released an endless barrage of magical arrows into the sky.
These arrows had similar characteristics to regular arrows but with a long-range projection effect.
At a suitable angle, their damage could almost double.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
The sight of countless glowing arrows rising and falling was nothing short of spectacular.
Unlike arrows shot by human hands, these magical arrows were nearly uniformly distributed and interconnected. Any creature within the coverage area had virtually no chance of evading them.
As the soldiers witnessed this scene, their immediate reaction was to hide behind cover, hoping to use the obstructions to dodge the deluge of arrows.
But they didn’t anticipate that these magical arrows possessed strong penetration capabilities—
Even tank armor couldn’t withstand their sharpness; the arrows could penetrate at least half a foot deep.
In an instant, the entire outer camp was filled with the sounds of wailing after being struck.
Humans couldn’t come up with any countermeasures in such a short time, as it was their first encounter with a fully-equipped magical army. The enemy’s tactics and skills were completely unknown to them.
Just when humanity was in a disarray, suffering heavy losses,
Soros shouted, “Let the Emperor’s will be known: k*ll without mercy!”
“k*ll without mercy!” the mages roared in unison.
At this time, Bel made his personal appearance, slowly floating above the small town, his body surrounded by a golden glow, exuding an unprecedented might and authority. Some feeble witnesses couldn’t help but buckle at the knees and “thud” to the ground.
He was, indeed, tired of granting these humans too many privileges.
They needed a swift and painful lesson before the foolish ones would understand who the true ruler of this land was.
Only d*ath and bl**d could make the survivors utterly submit.
This was an unchanging truth, without exception.
“d*e!”
Some helicopters hurriedly took to the skies, trying to escape the endless barrage of magical arrows.
And indeed, some quick-thinking pilots almost managed to leave the attack range of the arrows.
But at that moment, with plenty of divine power still at his disposal, Bel simply raised a hand and pointed. A pressure beyond any atheist’s imagination descended suddenly.
One helicopter exploded in mid-air, its burning remains raining down everywhere.
The remaining helicopters didn’t escape the divine wrath either, and in no time, the sky erupted into a display of fireworks, with explosions lighting up the night like daytime.
Everyone who witnessed this was left dumbfounded.
Soros had deliberately ensured the media satellites were under their control to maximize the shock effect.
The horrific scenes of slaughter around the small town were immediately broadcast to audiences worldwide.
Everyone was left in awe and dread at the astonishing combat power of the magical army.
They suddenly realized that this self-proclaimed Emperor was evidently far stronger and more unfathomable than the one who appeared two years ago.
People had no doubt that even if a nuclear bomb were to strike, he could probably redirect it or cause it to detonate in mid-air.
In short, the scenes of slaughter broadcast on television made it clear: when magic civilization reaches its peak, nearly every mage is like a miniature nuclear bomb, capable of unleashing horrifying destructive power enough to rival the firepower of an enhanced battalion.
The consecutive rounds of indiscriminate magical arrow attacks finally came to an end.
At this time, the area surrounding the small town had nearly turned into a sea of bl**d.
Nearly three thousand people were struck down in an instant; the remaining wounded were spread across the ground, shrieking in agony, an unbearable sight.
In the command center, Nie Zhengchu had a large hole pierced in his arm, bl**d gushing out.
He paled as he hurriedly wrapped himself in bandages, glancing around to see nearly no one unscathed.
What to do? What to do?
Faced with the enemy’s overwhelming offensive, their previously foolproof defenses felt as flimsy as paper, easily pierced.
Even Bureau Director Lin was trapped in the enemy’s grip.
Undoubtedly, the Special Operations Bureau had suffered a complete defeat.
Not for any other reason but because the enemy was far too formidable, exceeding all their expectations.
Thus, it was clear that not just Ocean City, but following this battle, if humanity did not have the resolve to go down fighting, they would become slaves to the magic civilization, and human history would enter another phase.
The battlefield fell silent.
Even the surviving ones lost their will to fight.
This attack, beyond their comprehension, was something they had no way to counter.
It seemed they had only one path left—submit to the enemy and become their vassals.
