Li Jialing's heart immediately turned from scorching to extremely calm.
Helical gold brilliance slowly swirled inside his eyes and eventually condensed into two brilliant stars, one flashing and the other dimming with the rhythm of his breath and heartbeat.
In the scope, the veins on the arms of the executioner who was wearing a metal mask were already protruding high. It was obvious that he was exerting his strength.
Under the butcher's knife, Xu Zhicheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath in relief, facing his hopeless and miraculous fate frankly.
Li Jialing pulled the trigger.
He had adjusted the trigger so that it was more like a gentle touch than a pull. The attack rune arrays inside the barrel were immediately activated to the maximum, and a tiny force field immediately expanded dozens of times, pushing the exploding bullet that was mixed with infinite fury out!
The sniper bullet that was thicker and longer than his finger, almost like a small cannonball, swallowed several kilometers in the blink of an eye, but it did not make any sound at all like a ripple that was rushing at lightning speed.
The sniper bullet had been crafted by Li Yao in person. Not only did it boast the features of anti-shield, anti-equipment, and anti-interference, it even boasted certain stealth and anti-metal detection techniques. It was not until it invaded the defense rune arrays that had been temporarily established around the Great Iron Plants that it was detected by the Immortal Cultivators.
But there was no time!
Hiu!
Dazzling exhaust flames spurted out from the back of the sniper bullet, and its speed was doubled all of a sudden. Turning into a flash of brilliance, it lunged at the executioner who was raising the butcher's knife high!
The Immortal Cultivators who were responsible for guarding the execution field and suppressing the workers were mostly Li Minghui's subordinates. They were just a bunch of mobsters. The elites that Yue Wushuang brought over had no time to bother with the affairs of those "pigs" and "ants".
Therefore, when the sniper bullet leaped out of the void and revealed its most hideous appearance, nobody could stop its roar anymore.
Boom!
The executioner had no time to dodge and was hit in the chest directly. Faced with the sniper bullet that Li Yao carefully crafted with the high-purity marrow crystals, the spiritual shield that was condensed in a hurry was no different from a piece of paper. After a deafening explosion, the executioner's entire upper body was blown apart. Blood and broken flesh blossomed at the center of the execution field like flowers, spraying on the faces of all the prisoners and bystanders.
"This …"
Everyone was dumbfounded. They looked at the lower half of the executioner's body in disbelief. It twitched for a long time before it fell to the ground with a thud.
Xu Zhicheng was the first to jump up. The relief and despair on his face were swept away, and an unprecedented flame was burning in his eyes.
"Enemy attack!"
Li Minghui's subordinates had just been through a cruel battle half a month ago. They were all panicked by Li Yao, Long Yangjun, and Li Jialing. They were still shrieking desperately.
"Whoosh! Swish! Swish! "
Li Jialing did not intend to stop after he shot out the first bullet. While the bullet was still flying in midair, he opened fire at all the targets that he had locked onto and shot out all the nineteen bullets in the magazine.
He had been aiming for a long time just now and had locked onto all the shooting parameters. Also, the targets that he had chosen were mostly the sentry posts, the fixed firing points, and the crystal tanks that were not easy to move. Naturally, he hit every target.
Before the Immortal Cultivators realized what was going on with the executioner's miserable death, their torsos, heads, or at least one of their arms had been blown away. The sniper bullets made by Li Yao could not be resisted by any random alloy armor or spiritual shield. Even a crystal tank that was equipped with reactive armor could still leave a tiny hole the size of a little finger on it. Then, the high-temperature metal rays exploded radially inside the tank. There was no place for them to escape at all. All the Immortal Cultivators inside the tank were blown apart, riddled with holes, and turned into meat paste!
For a moment, the Immortal Cultivators under Li Minghui's command were all fleeing in panic, suppressed by a single sniper rifle.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The elites of the Imperial Guards and the devil huntresses that Yue Wushuang brought, however, were incomparable to those mobsters. Despite their similar levels, their training, battlefield experience, and even trust in their comrades were much higher than the latter's. Almost the moment the third bullet flew out of the barrel, a lot of Imperial Guards and devil huntresses had locked onto Li Jialing's sniper position. The cannons shot out hundreds of fire snakes that completely drowned the cliff where Li Jialing and Long Yangjun were like a storm.
In terms of firepower coverage, even the most advanced sniper rifles could not compare to a hundred cannons.
The forsaken mine that the two ambushers were hiding in was soon shot into a hornet's nest that was riddled with holes. In the end, it completely collapsed after a boom.
Dozens of elites of the Imperial Guards and the experts of the Tribunal of Extraterrestrial Devils dashed to the forsaken mine at the earliest opportunity and blocked every suspicious entrance and exit of the mine.
Thankfully, Li Jialing was dragged back by Long Yangjun when he shot all the bullets in a row and hid in the deepest part of the mine.
The mines around the Great Iron Plants were complicated and well-connected. Nobody could tell the specific routes except for the locals such as Xu Zhicheng.
When Long Yangjun was arranging the evacuation of the Nepenthe believers a few days ago, she had figured out the mines and tunnels around together with Xu Zhicheng and the other locals. When the enemy lunged at their first sniper position, they had already moved to the second one that was several kilometers away.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Naturally, a lot of crystal bombs had been buried in the first sniper position. The heat and blast that they raised swallowed quite a few Imperial Guards and devil huntresses who failed to dodge in time. Both Long Yangjun and Li Jialing had been with Li Yao for such a long time that they were naturally influenced by his "bad habit". Wherever they went, they would feel itchy if they did not stuff a few crystal bombs in every corner.
The two of them had been lurking at the periphery of the Great Iron Plants for two hours. Before they shot out the first bullet, they had already made careful arrangements in the mines around.
At this moment, Long Yangjun activated the magical equipment that had been deployed in the mines around. Immediately, tremendous smoke grenades with preset coordinates were thrown at the Great Iron Plants like hailstones. After a lot of noises, the Great Iron Plants was immediately enshrouded in smoke, turning into a world of chaos where one could not see their own fingers.
"Remember, your mission is to wreak havoc!"
Long Yangjun grabbed Li Jialing's ear and left tremendous heavy attack magical equipment to him. "Distract the attention of the Immortal Cultivators as much as possible and create an opportunity for me to execute Yue Wushuang! Only by killing Yue Wushuang will there be a one percent chance that we can save ourselves and the people here. Don't be silly, or nobody will be saved! "
"Understood!"
Li Jialing bellowed. Every cluster of gold hair on his body was standing up aggressively, like gold blades that were raised high. Spluttering electric arcs were dancing among the gold blades, adding to the intimidating aura. The experience in the past half month had made the young man who was already gifted grow again. The power of the Imperial Fire Pearl had been completely digested and absorbed by him, turning him from a boy into a real man.
I'm going to keep fighting even if Brother Yao is not here!
Li Jialing said to himself in his heart. Biting his lips hard, he activated the three-section Transformational Crystal Suit that Li Yao had crafted for him. Carrying the heavy attack magical equipment that was even thicker than the Crystal Suit, he charged at where the firepower of the Imperial Guards and the devil huntresses was the fiercest.
When two enemies met on a narrow path, the braver one would win. Fate had given him so many things. It would not allow him to die in such a place.
He was Li Jialing. His legend had only just begun!
Hearing Li Jialing's roars from the depths of the smoke, the splashing pieces of the bullets, the twisting Crystal Suit, and the screams of the enemy, Long Yangjun also adjusted the Crystal Suit to the stealth mode and disappeared into the deepest part of the forsaken mines like a ghost.
Zigzagging among the forsaken mines, she soon found a small door that was covered by the dust.
Lifting the rough planks, she found a trail that had been dug in secret.
Through the secret tunnel, she would be able to reach the interior of the Great Iron Plants.
The secret tunnel had been dug out by the workers for "smuggling" at the beginning. Every day, the workers in the Great Iron Plants had to go through strict inspections to ensure that the assets inside the plant could not be taken out.
However, the life of the workers could be very difficult. When they could not make ends meet, they would smuggle some of the waste products out and sell them to the merchants in exchange for the agricultural products that the merchants brought up from the depths of the underground world. It was sort of a relief for the poor life.
There were a lot of such secret tunnels in the various factories of the Great Iron Plants. Generally speaking, as long as the tasks of production could be fulfilled, the Immortal Cultivators would not bother to bother with the trivia. Some of them even intentionally indulged the workers to do it. It was sort of a "relief valve" to maintain the stability.
As the Grand Guardian of Nepenthe and an experienced miner for decades, Xu Zhicheng naturally knew most of the secret tunnels as well as he knew his own hands.
When Long Yangjun craned her head out of the exit of the secret tunnel, she was already less than one kilometer away from the office where Yue Wushuang was commanding.
At this moment, the smoke in the Great Iron Plants was most intense.
The workers were already in a mess. Some of them were running around like headless flies, but more of them were bold enough to rush into the smoke to rescue Xu Zhicheng and the rest of them. The clattering of the shackles made everybody anxious.
Li Minghui's lackeys were somewhat at a loss, too. Although they were not attacked again except for the first round of sniping, it only added to their psychological pressure, as if a new god of death might pop up in the dark smoke at any moment to reap the lives that they should have lost more than half a month ago.
It was true that Long Yangjun could take down all of Li Minghui's subordinates in half a minute.
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