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Chapter 491: Secondary Black Hole, Precision Strike
Chapter 491: Secondary Black Hole, Precision Strike
A black lightning tore open a massive void, and Zhou Ji was on high alert, releasing various secret arts as if they were free, causing the auras of energy emanating from him and Zhou Hai to rise steadily.
In Zhou Hai's hand, a divine dragon emerged on the long spear, its aura surging like the surging waves of the sea.
"I'm back, little bugs~"
A massive figure walked out of the void, each step emitting a terrifying distortion.
Seeing this, Zhou Hai launched his attack immediately, the long spear and divine dragon merging as one. In an instant, he was already in front of the opponent, the long spear descending, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Even the strongest of this era, if they were hit by this move, they would be severely injured if not killed outright, let alone a Demon.
Vast spiritual energy erupted, sweeping across the desolate Baijing Prefecture region. Terrifying explosions continuously rose, as if everything had been extinguished.
Only the black lightning in the sky and the gradually dissipating void indicated that the opponent's move had no effect at all.
"Didn't you eat?" A mocking voice came.
A huge hole appeared on the Demon-Image Level mecha, but this hole was rapidly recovering, as if it were a living entity.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Hai was quite shocked, but he knew this was not the time for shock, but the time to strike while the iron was hot.
The voice sounded somewhat disdainful, but ultimately it was injured.
The long spear like a dragon, roaring as it attacked, the speed of the attack was so fast that it directly pierced a large number of holes in the Demon-Image Level mecha, these holes combined into one, finally shattered by a single move from the opponent, forming an even larger wound.
"Not bad, barely any strength."
As soon as the words were spoken, the Blood Demon controlled the Demon-Image Level Mecha to prepare for a massive attack on Zhou Hai. If this hit had connected, he would have been dead on the spot.
Feeling the intense sense of danger, Zhou Hai naturally did not go all out, but decisively transformed into a long dragon and fled.
This made the Blood Demon's attack miss.
Then a brilliant light surged out, transforming into a powerful energy fluctuation.
The melee attack speed was indeed inferior to the opponent, but in terms of weapons, the Demon-Image Level Mecha was not at all inferior.
This was an attack that would definitely hit, ignoring distance, if not for the flaw of attack decay, any random attack would have hit the opponent.
"Dragon-Binding · Canghai Shield!"
A roar sounded, and Zhou Ji finally reacted, seeing the light chasing Zhou Hai, he hurriedly used a secret art to protect him.
Seeing the horizon, a phantom sea surge appeared, finally transforming into a deep blue light merging into Zhou Hai's body.
"Damn, this light is so powerful." Zhou Ji's expression was somewhat ugly, because he discovered that the injuries on the Demon had already healed, while Zhou Hai had not yet escaped the light's pursuit.
He naturally knew how terrifying the fluctuations emanating from this light were. A single hit would definitely result in severe injuries.
"Little bug, it seems you're alone. I remember your group, the Spirit Summoners, have very fragile bodies, one pinch and you die, right?" The Blood Demon started taunting.
After taunting, the Demon-Image Mecha wielded a five-thousand-meter long blade, the edge thicker than the person, if it hit accurately, even with 7th Rank strength, he could not withstand it. Because of their profession, talent, and skills, the Spirit's strength was significantly higher than a normal 7th Rank, while the Spirit Summoners were naturally weaker.
After all, it was just a rare profession, not an epic one.
However, he could still run if he couldn't fight. Secret art deployed, the entire person turned into a phantom stream of water, dispersing.
Reappearing again, he was already tens of thousands of meters away, then he felt the violent tremors of the earth and the deafening rumble.
Clearly, the move he had dodged just struck the ground. That move was powerful, relying entirely on force rather than skill.
"This Demon is definitely the pinnacle of the Spirit Race; otherwise, it would be possible to have this kind of strength." In this instant, Zhou Ji made this judgment.
On the other side, Zhou Hai used the Canghai Shield to forcibly withstand the light, shattering it with the long spear.
Even so, he had expended a considerable amount of energy, but he recovered quickly. Battles at this level were rare for him, as most Ninth-Rank Spirit Summoners rarely engaged in combat. They were more of a deterrent and would not act casually.
At this moment, there was no time to recover; he had to rush to rescue Zhou Ji. The opponent had already shifted its target to Zhou Ji. If he failed to save him in time and Zhou Ji died, he would also dissipate and return to the place where the spirits were born.
However, this time it was extremely difficult. At first, he could still maneuver using his agile skills, but soon he discovered that the opponent's combat techniques had suddenly improved significantly, even surpassing his own. Despite its massive size, the opponent could control its body with ease.
"Let's go, the opponent has a time limit; don't tangle with it." Zhou Hai could only reluctantly retreat, taking Zhou Ji with him.
As for the two hundred thousand troops? He ignored them; the value of a Ninth-Rank Spirit Summoner far outweighed that of two hundred thousand soldiers.
Even two million people might not produce a single Ninth-Rank Spirit Summoner, let alone two hundred thousand.
If he couldn't beat the opponent, Zhou Ji didn't believe he couldn't run away.
As a spear general, his strength lay in agility. As long as he...
Unfortunately, Zhou Hai hadn't finished his thought and was still fleeing like a snake with Zhou Ji when he suddenly realized that the Blood Demon had not pursued them.
For the Blood Demon, it was reckless, not foolish.
Since the opponent was as slippery as an eel, why chase? It could simply use large-scale attacks to eliminate them.
War was about overwhelming resources. One should save where it was necessary but not waste resources where it wasn't. Why save resources in war? If you wanted to save money, don't fight at all.
"Command room, I'm preparing to activate the long-range precision secondary black hole strike system. Notify all units to be ready to receive laborers." This was something he had to report to the command.
"The notification is complete. Please note, ensure at least 70% survival. We are inciting hatred, not recruiting laborers." The command room also reminded him not to go overboard, as too many deaths would make it difficult to gather the required one million people, which would be a major setback.
Every now and then, they needed to provoke the laborers. The focus was not on recruitment but on making them aware of the threat and forcing them to unite in battle.
"Understood, parameters adjusted!" The Blood Demon said, and the Demon-Image Level mecha emitted a large amount of energy.
The four fundamental forces continuously converged, forming a black sphere.
Zhou Ji and Zhou Hai, who were fleeing, naturally sensed the terrifying aura of the black sphere.
"Bad, hurry..."
Before he could finish, the black sphere pierced through the space and attached to their bodies, then immediately expanded.
The immense gravitational force tore at Zhou Ji and Zhou Hai, making it impossible for them to escape. In an instant, they were ripped apart.
After tearing them apart, the black sphere expanded as if it had eaten too much, eventually exploding into a massive black hole.
Along with it, the forty thousand garrisoned soldiers and the entire desolate land of Baijing Prefecture vanished.
What was once Baijing Prefecture was now a vast, bottomless pit.
Seeing this, the remaining one hundred and sixty thousand soldiers were terrified. They had come expecting to live comfortably and receive their pay, but now they realized how terrifying the situation was, causing a significant drop in morale.
Even a Ninth-Rank Spirit Summoner and an Imperial-level potential spirit had died, let alone them.
While there were many Spirit Summoners among the soldiers, most were actually ordinary people. If the entire army were Spirit Summoners, the government wouldn't be able to support it.
Fortunately, only a Ninth-Rank Spirit Summoner had died, and most of the command structure remained intact. Although there was initial chaos, it was quickly suppressed. The incident was then reported back to the imperial court.
As for the Demon, they believed it had also died. In their minds, it must have perished with the Ninth-Rank Spirit Summoner. Winning? How could they win? It would affect the morale. It had to be a mutual destruction. Since everyone was dead, they could say whatever they wanted.
Furthermore, they had to further alter the battle's narrative, as it would be very detrimental to the subsequent coalition forces.
(End of Chapter)
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