The attack tower bounced off the vehicle roof, weapons already loaded.
Even the ranged classes in the car stepped onto the war platform, some drawing their bows and shooting arrows, others wielding their staffs.
In the distance, one could already see the dust and smoke from the running spirits, and the trees swaying from their impact, all heading towards them.
The distance has decreased.
The map was mostly covered in red, and the approaching undead army looked like it was being soaked in blood, which was very ominous. The Tier 4 commander hesitated for a moment and realized that something was wrong.
There are too many. Are there even more undead coming from the front? I should have charged in from the side.
But now that things have come to this, he has no chance to choose again.
"Let's do it!"
The only option is to launch a full-scale attack, hoping that this army of undead is nothing more than a silver spear and a candle, easily defeated.
"Attack with all your might! Don't stop!!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Boom! Boom!!"
A hail of bullets erupted from the forest, and a dense barrage of artillery fire swept across the land, blasting the Wolf Army into chaos and fragmentation.
The Tier 4 tank commander's eyes lit up at the sight of this victory.
Hey! He seems really good at fighting!
"Let's take them down!" The fourth-level tank commander was in high spirits, and his voice became a few degrees louder.
"Click-click-click!"
Brother Gu gave the order, and the Wolf Army instantly split into dozens of small teams, dispersed, and concealed themselves in the dense forest.
Some charged straight ahead, some zigzagged, and some circled around in an arc, closing in from both flanks.
The military command lesson taught by "Anal-Cleaning Bro" was quite good.
Compared to the well-coordinated deployment of the Wolf, the opposing team clearly lacked a skilled commander, relying solely on the vehicle attack systems to indiscriminately bombard the enemy.
If the vehicle didn't have intelligent AI, its attack power would be even worse, right?
Of course, by the time they reached the third-level world, these vehicles were equipped with some level 1 AI, and the level 4 vehicle was even rarer, with a level 2 AI, making its intelligent attacks even more lethal to the Wolf Army.
This is probably what gave him the confidence to target Wei Huan.
Bombs rained down on the ground, the dense barrage of munitions sending rocks flying and dirt billowing everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, most of the wolves were killed, leaving behind a pile of white bones. For a time, no undead could get close to the vehicle.
The person inside the car let out a smug laugh: "You say Wei Huan is the number one among the younger generation? Bah! If I kill him today, won't I become the number one?"
"He will die from arrogance! Daring to leave the car and act alone in a world of challenges, he will only regret it in hell."
"Kill! Kill Wei Huan! He has a divine weapon!"
Amidst their excited howls, the wolves on the front lines were slaughtered, leaving not a single one alive.
The attackers were so excited that they howled and screamed.
However, the commander of the Tier IV vehicle also issued a warning: "There are still many undead approaching from both flanks. Do not let them get close to the vehicle. Kill them!"
"Yes, Commander!"
For a moment, the responses were overwhelming.
Before the Wolf Army on both flanks could get within attack range, a flock of ghost crows carrying hellfire bombs arrived first.
"Be careful, it is..."
Wei Huan's bomb! He used this to blow up Shi Heng's house!
Over the past five days, this group of people did indeed conduct an investigation into Wei Huan.
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The commander of the Tier 4 vehicle shouted as he activated his Tier 4 protective shield. A blue, spherical hazy light appeared outside the vehicle, instantly sheltering the other five vehicles within the shield.
The ghost fire bombs then fell and hit the protective shield.
"Boom!"
The enormous sound sent chills down your spine, like the end of the world.
The level 4 tank commander's expression changed drastically when he saw that just one explosion had instantly reduced his shield energy by 5%.
He had always underestimated that small green light. The world had seen Wei Huan use the Netherfire Bomb twice, both times to bomb buildings on Blue Star. One was an abandoned factory, and the other was the old residence of the Shi Heng Group. These buildings could be destroyed by ordinary bombs, so he never thought it could be that powerful.
But reality taught him a lesson. When he saw the dense swarm of green fireflies falling from above, he screamed in terror: "Open the shields! Open the shields!!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
For a while afterward, the people inside the car seemed to hear nothing but the constant roaring of the engine and their own heartbeats.
All the Tier 3 vehicles responded to the Tier 4 commander's order and opened their protective shields, one layer on top of the other.
Some of them had already been upgraded to level four protective shields. But there was still a feeling that they could be blown up at any moment.
It's terrifying. Even the aftershocks of the explosion would destroy the energy of the protective shields that weren't directly impacted. Imagine the damage to the outermost shields; the damage would be even greater.
Indeed, the Tier IV tank commander stared in horror at the energy of his protective shield plummeting like a cliff. He had been challenging the world for so many years, and with his Tier IV tank, what wouldn't he dare to do? Who dared to disobey him?
This was the craziest and fastest defeat he had ever encountered.
It's hard to imagine what the effect would be if the protective shield broke and a bomb landed on the car.
The damage that the vehicle itself can withstand is somewhat stronger than that of the protective shield, but only to a limited extent.
Most importantly, once the vehicle itself is damaged and cannot withstand the damage, the people inside the vehicle will be the next to be attacked.
The tank commander had never felt defeat so quickly, nor felt the crisis of being suppressed by absolute power.
More importantly, his radar showed a large number of undead.
The spirits, like a virus, leaped and glowed red as they surrounded us from all directions.
The feeling of being surrounded and approached made his soul tremble, his legs go weak, and he made a new decision almost instantly.
"Retreat! Retreat! Run!!"
That's right!
From the moment he started the attack to the moment he decided to run away, less than three minutes had passed. The train conductor made the decision to flee in a panic.
So what if I lose face? It's better than dying here.
And... no one's reputation is undeserved, Wei Huan is fucking too fierce! Is this still a challenger? Is he about to become a god?
While shouting "Retreat!", the fourth-level tank commander also ordered the tank to move out.
A split second before the protective shield shattered, the Tier 4 vehicle's engine roared, like an arrow, with a "whoosh".
It was launched out.
They vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.
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The remaining vehicles also scattered and fled.
Some of the protective shields were still in better condition, allowing them to escape once they left the heavily bombed area. However, others reacted more slowly; their protective shields were gone, their tank hulls were damaged, and they were driving erratically, with smoke billowing from their rear.
What a disgrace! Utterly disgraceful!
It howled like a stray dog, running away with its tail between its legs.
Every decision they had made before, and the five days of following them, seemed like a joke. The contrast between then and now felt like a thunderbolt, striking their hearts and making them so sad they almost vomited blood.
Through the eyes of the Demon Eye Lord, Wei Huan witnessed firsthand the collapse of both the enemy's battle lines and their morale, with the level four vehicles being the first to flee.
Unfortunately, they couldn't stop them; the agility of the human-made vehicles was on full display at that moment.
Especially for high-end vehicles with upgraded special tires that can fly, even though Wei Huan had arranged for undead to ambush them on the road ahead, he could only helplessly watch them leave after a series of dodges.
The other tier 3 vehicles were either lucky enough to find a weak point in the defenses and break through, or unlucky enough to be hooked onto the hull by the Shura's projectiles. After being repeatedly attacked, they finally managed to shake off the Shura and escape using the external serrations, watchtowers, and other means.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Huan looked back and saw that there was only one level three vehicle left in the encirclement.
This Tier 3 vehicle suffered the worst damage; not only was its protective shield destroyed, but its outer shell was also blown to pieces, with at least 70% of its body damaged.
Even so, the car body was still firmly hooked onto by seven or eight Roma hooks, fixing it in place.
If Wei Huan hadn't wanted to spare the lives of the survivors, the car would have instantly disintegrated on the spot.
It's a bit of a shame that only one car was left.
Faced with the chariots that only wanted to escape, Wei Huan really had no way to stop them since the underground beast mother beast hadn't been sent to the front line in time.
It's okay, he'll know next time.
Then, Wei Huan's and Sister Ya's eyes both fell on the windshield of the damaged car.
The car was quiet.
After a long period of silent staring, and realizing that the other party was not worthy of respect, Wei Huan had a sudden thought. He extended the manicured nails that were hooked on the chariot and began to tear at the vehicle's outer shell.
"Crunch, crunch—"
"Tear!!"
Finally, just a second before the vehicle was to be dismantled and scrapped, the door opened.
Five men emerged from inside, their hands raised above their heads.
"Surrender! Don't kill us, we surrender!"
The men who came down looked quite old, and they squatted down on the ground, behaving very obediently.
Having received Wei Huan's orders, Zhou Yong hurriedly rode his Xiuramo horse over. As soon as he got close, he jumped off his horse and kicked a man who looked like a cart driver, knocking him to the ground.
"Speak! Tell the whole truth! If you dare to tell even one lie, I'll devour you alive!"
Zhou Yong grabbed the man by the collar, pulled him up, pressed his face against him, and threatened him fiercely.
"I...I...I..." The other person was extremely timid. Before Zhou Yong could say a second sentence, he immediately replied, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you. I'll tell you whatever you ask me."
Half an hour later, Zhou Yong led this group of people, who looked as wilted as cucumbers, to Wei Huan.
Wei Huan sat cross-legged on the back of the mother, as if he were sitting on his high throne, looking down at the group of people below.
These people also looked at him, but as they looked, their gazes shifted away, their backs hunched over, and they could no longer straighten up.
Familiar faces, terrifying strength, and this impenetrable army of undead felt like a weight pressing on their hearts, making it difficult to even breathe.
Wei Huan.
Seeing this 20-year-old in person, I realized that he truly possessed an aura of supreme authority.
That was his supreme strength, the crown bestowed upon him.
They actually dared to lay a hand on such a person, like a mouse trying to provoke a lion; the outcome was predetermined from the start.
"explain!"
Zhou Yong shoved a bearded middle-aged man to the ground and shouted, "Speak! Speak every single word! Who are you? Why did you attack us? Who was the leader?"
"I'll talk, I'll talk." Although it was the second time he had been questioned, the man dared not complain again and obediently said, "We are members of the War Clan's pioneering team. The leader is Liu Yan, the captain of the 3rd Battalion of the pioneering team. He has a Level 4 basic vehicle and is also a Rank 4 elite soldier. There is also a Rank 4 Shadowless soldier in the vehicle as the deputy commander. I don't know anything about the others. We just came out to buy supplies and were temporarily captured. We were forced to attack you without knowing anything. If you don't believe me, look at the route map in my vehicle. We were attacked as soon as we arrived at our destination... Please let us go. We are truly innocent."
"What do you mean by innocent? If we had lost this battle, you wouldn't be acting like this," Lin Xu sneered.
He stood a step behind Wei Huan, and said with a hint of arrogance, "There's not a single good bird in the Zhan Clan. Who can you hide your plans from? I'm telling you, you'd better tell us the truth, or you'll force us to take action."
"Really, everything I said is true," the bearded man said sincerely, then looked timidly at Wei Huan.
Wei Huan remained silent until the atmosphere became so tense it was almost suffocating, and the bearded man, unable to contain himself any longer, nervously tried to say something.
Wei Huan said calmly, "Take them back."
It was clear this guy wasn't telling the truth, at least not anything that would be detrimental to him. Wei Huan was too lazy to interrogate this seasoned veteran like "squeezing toothpaste." There were plenty of skilled interrogators in Northeast City; he just needed to take the man back.
As for his claim that he comes from the Warrior Clan, that is absolutely credible.
After all, he had met the Zhan Clan more than once and they had become enemies. Whether it was when he saved Xu Qingqiang and blew away the white rhinoceros on the secondary highway, or when he tracked down the "theft of Northeast Army supplies" a month ago and destroyed a Zhan Clan stronghold.
The only option for his relationship with the War Clan is "hostile".
The War Clan had its reasons for attacking them.
The fact that he could obtain discarded mobile phones made him even more attractive to this hungry wolf.
"Behave yourselves, don't even think about running away, you can't escape!"
With the help of the undead, Zhou Yong and Lin Xu bound all five people and tied them to the back of a female cave beast.
Additionally, there are the Crypt Beast Mothers carrying their dilapidated vehicles behind them; the vehicles are important to the challengers, and they are also loot.
After doing all this, Wei Huan ordered the undead army to turn back and continue their journey.
When the Crypt Beast Mother moves at full speed, she's faster than a race car; the wind hits her...
Their faces hurt. Wei Huan and the others were already used to it, and given the challengers' high physical fitness, they didn't find it uncomfortable. However, some of the prisoners were struggling to breathe and almost fainted. Then Zhou Yong kicked them twice, and they were fine immediately.
Seeing their suspicious looks, Zhou Yong kindly reminded them, "See these undead? It's not just a small group in front of you; many more are moving with us. Even if you had a car, you wouldn't be able to escape, let alone without one. If you want to live, you'd better cooperate and make amends. Maybe you can even clear your name. Don't you want to go back to Blue Star? Do you really have no relatives left? At least on Blue Star, you don't have to worry about wandering monsters that spawn at any time, and there are no sudden attacks. You can at least get a good night's sleep."
As Zhou Yong spoke, the others' eyes widened in surprise, clearly recalling certain past experiences, and a sense of remembrance and sorrow filled their eyes.
Seeing that they had calmed down, Zhou Yong stopped talking and joined Lin Xu in guarding them.
Only occasionally would the two of them find themselves glancing in Wei Huan's direction.
He single-handedly drove off the following vehicles, including a level four vehicle.
Even if this is just a mob that will flee at the slightest danger, how many people in the world can actually do that, even knowing this?
[Hellfire Bombardment] + [Undead Scourge] is simply unsolvable.
Moreover, this was only after Boss Wei had just reached level four and hadn't had time to consolidate his power. If it were another time, when Boss Wei's strength had fully improved, he might even be able to capture that level four vehicle.
Being around a leader like that might make them seem extremely incompetent, but it also gives them a great sense of security.
How many people would dare to leave their car and wander around the world searching for treasure?
They clearly didn't have the ability, but because of Boss Wei, they felt it was only natural and went crazy with him for so many days.
This is probably why the Zhan Clan thought they had gotten a good deal and dared to attack them.
They don't even consider that since they dare to act so abnormally, they must have something to rely on to survive in this world.
After observing for a while, the five captured men gradually gave up the idea of escaping.
It was because Wei Huan was too strong that they couldn't escape, and it was also because Zhou Yong crossed their bottom line, making them realize that, well, the worst that could happen was that they would be sent back to Earth, which was, after all, their home planet. How could they not want to go back? Thinking about it this way, it was actually a good thing.
As they approached the northeast city, the ground was covered with fresh tire tracks from the day. The bearded man exchanged glances with his companion, then suddenly turned to Zhou Yong and said, "I'll confess. I'll tell you everything you want to know."
Zhou Yong didn't quite understand why the bearded man would suddenly change his mind, but since he had agreed, he went to report to Wei Huan and, with Wei Huan's approval, brought the man to Wei Huan alone.
The bearded man was old enough to be Wei Huan's father, but he didn't even dare to entertain such an offensive thought.
When Wei Huan looked at him with his dark eyes, he looked away and lowered his head. Then, without being asked any more questions, he told him everything.
As expected, Liu Yan, the captain of the Third Brigade, had indeed come specifically for them from the beginning and had been keeping an eye on them for five days...
After recounting the story of the Zhan Clan and Liu Yan, the bearded man said with a wronged expression, "Our Chegen..."
This vehicle wasn't originally designed for combat. Its main purpose this time was to procure supplies for the Holy Son. The Holy Son is very interested in items from Blue Star, so we mostly trade in the city, conducting transactions in a lawful and compliant manner.
Who knew we'd be summoned here so easily? We couldn't defeat them, so they scattered and ran away, leaving us behind. You see, although we're a warrior race, we're truly good people. We haven't killed a single one of our fellow Earthlings. We had no choice but to hide in the Challenger World."
"Whether you have broken the law or not, and what law you have broken, will be settled by the laws of Great Xia. No matter how much you say, it is useless. Everything you do will leave a trace, and you can't hide the truth forever."
Zhou Yong retorted, but what he cared about more was, "What is a Holy Son?"
When Wei Huan heard the words "Holy Son," his eyelashes trembled.
He knew.
But obviously no one else knew.
Fortunately, in order to survive, the other party did not care about betraying any information, including this "holy son" who sounded very important.
They said, "The Holy Sons are humans born into the world of challenges, children who cannot return to Earth. They seem to be more recognized by this world, and their strength and talent are greater than ours, the challengers."
This made Zhou Yong even more curious: "Children born in the Challenge World are forcibly sent back to Earth to grow up. How can there be toddlers in this world?"
The other party replied matter-of-factly, "Of course there are. As long as an environment that cannot be returned to is created, the merciful god of challenge will not kill innocent children, so they will be preserved."
"What do you mean by an environment from which there is no return?" Zhou Yong thought for a moment and quickly understood. "It means that the parents' beacon is buried, in the deep sea, at high altitude, or something similar, right?"
At this point, seeing the other person's confirming expression, his eyes suddenly sharpened: "You would artificially create this situation, wouldn't you? For the sake of the Holy Son?"
The bearded man hadn't expected this topic to be so offensive, and quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "I don't know. I only know that the Holy Son's parents usually have a very noble status in the War Clan. They are people who have completely abandoned their original allegiance and returned to Earth. They are recognized as true members of the War Clan."
Lin Xu suddenly spoke up: "So, you're just babysitters taking care of these privileged people? Are you sick? Isn't it good to be free and easy on Earth? Why come to the Challenge World to be someone's slave, and you're even quite proud of it? Have you been completely fooled?"
The truth being revealed made things even more embarrassing.
But the bearded man dared not show any temper and continued to honestly say, "The Holy Son is different! Those children can only be called War Children, only the Holy Son is the most special."
"Warrior and Holy Son?" Zhou Yong repeated, puzzled.
The bearded man nodded: "All the privileged children born because their parents sacrificed their chance to return are merely 'war children.' The 'holy children' are the truly outstanding and special beings."
The Holy Son is the most talented child selected from all the War Sons. There are four in total: the Holy Son and the Holy Son Substitute, and the Holy Maiden and the Holy Maiden Substitute.
We are responsible for taking care of the Holy Son's substitute. He is stronger and more talented than the Holy Son, but he was not selected in the selection because he did not have his parents' help. Now we are responsible for taking care of him.
We are just logistics personnel taking care of the Holy Son. Our combat strength is really very poor, and we have almost no combat ability. If you don't believe me, go and see our vehicle. We have purchased a lot of supplies, all of which are non-combat supplies, as well as some local specialties and toys, all for the children.
I didn't lie to you, I swear, there's nothing I've hidden this time!
Wei Huan nodded, confirming that it was indeed true.
However, he asked, "What's the name of this substitute for the Holy Son?"
This "point" is quite strange; most people wouldn't think of why they would ask a child's name, even if he is a saint.
The term "Holy Son" is sufficient to serve as a title.
The other driver was also taken aback for a moment before saying, "Linlin."
"Which Lin?" Wei Huan pressed for an even stranger question.
"The forest" in "forest".
"The 'lin' in 'forest'?" Wei Huan lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought, the slight furrow between his brows indicating his confusion.
Seeing Wei Huan remain silent, Zhou Yong took over the conversation, "What is Lin Lin's profession? What is his strength? Why can he become a Holy Son? What is your purpose in cultivating a Holy Son? What exactly does the War Clan want to do?" He interrogated him sharply.
"We don't know what the War Clan wants to do, but Linlin..."
While the train conductor obediently answered Zhou Yong's question, Wei Huan was already recalling all his memories of the "Holy Son of the War Clan" from his previous life.
That was the 16th year since the world was challenged.
On the human side, a powerful "divinely gifted" individual, embodying both good and evil, has emerged!