Translator: AnubisTL
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the surface-to-air missiles, trailing long plumes of fire, streaked directly toward the cannon barrel hovering above the intersection!
But just as they were about to strike!
The airborne cannon barrel vanished instantly, like salt dissolving in snow, as if it had never existed.
The missiles, now without a target, collided mid-air and detonated each other in a spectacular mid-air explosion!
The resulting fireworks display added a grand finale to the already dazzling spectacle!
"It's gone?!"
In the central control room, the team stared at the suddenly empty screen, their faces etched with disbelief. "How could it just vanish into thin air?"
This abruptly appearing cannon barrel had been wreaking havoc across the city for quite some time.
Yet each time it materialized, it remained for no more than thirty seconds before shifting its position to another location within the city.
This pattern meant that by the time they managed to lock onto the barrel, it had already relocated.
Finally, this time, the barrel lingered long enough at the central intersection for them to successfully lock onto it.
But who could have predicted—
Just as they were about to succeed, the cannon barrel vanished into thin air.
What the fuck is this bullshit?!
Yet at that moment, no one cared about whether it made sense or not.
Because—
A man's face drained of color as he pointed a trembling finger at a nearby surveillance screen. "L-look at this!"
On the screen, above a cemetery, a phantom gate materialized out of thin white mist.
Before the group's despairing eyes, the cannon barrel, its surface glowing with crimson patterns, extended from the gate and aimed directly at the cemetery below.
And they were right beneath it.
The next moment—
BOOM!!!
As a storm of fireworks engulfed the cemetery, corpses were blasted to smithereens, along with the military base hidden beneath the grounds.
They say cemeteries often give rise to ghosts.
One wonders if those so-called ghosts could withstand such a baptism of fire.
"They're pretty good at hiding," Scar Dog muttered, glancing at the city-wide map above Li Hao's head. The missiles had been launched from a grave mound within that very cemetery.
This city had concealed missile launch sites inside grave mounds scattered throughout the cemetery.
When they were mapping the city, they had indeed overlooked that area.
After all, time was limited, and they couldn't guarantee mapping every single spot.
The rest was much simpler.
This city was now incapable of mounting any effective counterattacks.
Anything capable of retaliation had been precisely bombed in the opening moments of the war.
What remained were the residential districts.
These were the true source of the vast number of blood sacrifice points!
The cannons no longer concealed themselves.
They hovered in the air, their barrels rotating ceaselessly as they began a blanket bombardment within their firing range.
"Corpses piled like mountains" might not fully capture the scene.
Blue Star's history recorded many city massacres, but most were exaggerated. Few truly left no living thing behind.
This city was now enduring a genuine massacre by bombardment!
Wails and screams echoed endlessly.
The entire city's population, like ants on a hot pan, knew their frantic movements were futile, yet they still scurried about in terror.
This was human nature.
Faced with certain death, even knowing that staying put would accomplish nothing, they refused to simply wait to die.
Not even the mechanical race players were exempt.
As Chen Jiang's turret roared incessantly, the mechanical rasp in his ear echoed without pause.
[Ding! Congratulations, Player Chen Jiang, for successfully eliminating 128 members of the mechanical race.]
[Due to the state of declared war between the human and mechanical races, you have been awarded 128 merit points.]
[Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races event detected. You have been granted an additional 128 blood sacrifice points.]
[...]
[Ding! Congratulations, Player Chen Jiang, for successfully eliminating 119 members of the mechanical race.]
[Due to the state of declared war between the human and mechanical races, you have been awarded 119 merit points.]
[Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races event detected. You have been granted an additional 119 blood sacrifice points.]
In just a short time, Chen Jiang's blood sacrifice points had already reached an astonishing 27,829.
And at this point, only about an hour and a dozen minutes had passed since the event began.
This meant that Chen Jiang had eliminated 27,829 individuals in a single hour.
An utterly absurd number.
Why do works of fiction often deliberately weaken the power of firepower? Because without such artificial limitations, the story simply couldn't progress.
The moment firepower is unleashed...
Kill counts had truly become mere numbers.
Firepower was invented for one purpose: more efficient slaughter.
The very meaning of firepower lay in efficient slaughter.
At that moment, the ranking list underwent another shift.
[Player Blood Sacrifice Points Ranking]
[Top Ranking: Human Player Chen Jiang]
[Blood Sacrifice Points: 27,829]
[Second Ranking: Mechanical Race Player Feng Jiutian]
[Blood Sacrifice Points: 8,792]
[Third Ranking: Mechanical Race Player Yan Pomen]
[Blood Sacrifice Points: 1,728]
[Fourth Ranking: Fox-Eared Race Player Xiao Yue]
[Blood Sacrifice Points: 629]
To redeem all five items, a total of 50,000 blood sacrifice points was required.
He was still 23,000 points short!
Just a little more effort, and he could claim all five items in one go!
A full 50,000 one-star items would allow him to upgrade his turret to an utterly absurd level!
Keep in mind that upgrading his turret to its current state had only cost him a five-figure sum of one-star items!
His turret's caliber was still too small.
Once it was large enough, he wouldn't need such elaborate tactics. A single well-aimed shot would be enough to suffocate the entire city.
Or he could simply drop the barrel from the sky, plunging it straight down to flip the entire city upside down like braised pork with preserved mustard greens.
Alternatively, he could plunge the city into eternal night, leaving its inhabitants to suffocate en masse.
"Hmm."
Chen Jiang nodded with satisfaction, adding another unexpected method of confronting his enemies to his arsenal.
But just then—
Li Hao, standing beside him, suddenly spoke urgently, his voice slightly panicked: "Brother Jiang, someone's redeemed those five items!"
"Huh?"
Chen Jiang frowned, immediately opening the altar's shop and scanning the information streams next to the five items.
He saw:
[Coughing Fit Flamethrower]
This item, originally stocked at 10,000 units, now showed a remaining stock of 9,999.
[(9,999/10,000)]
Below, a line of small, gray text scrolled past:
[Human player Zhao Ritian has redeemed a one-star item: Coughing Fit Flamethrower.]
Putting these pieces of information together, it meant someone had spent 1 blood sacrifice point to purchase a flamethrower that could do nothing but induce coughing fits.
(End of the Chapter)
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