Many people had been monitoring Zong Lizi in secret since she returned to the Stargate Base. After Zhao Layue showed up, the intensity of the monitoring had increased to an unimaginable level. The military had launched a few satellites to monitor the underground street, and the battleships were on standby at all times.
Nothing had happened, and the two sides were in a peaceful state. It wasn't until Zhao Layue intended to go to the Main Planet that she was shot by a laser cannon.
The milky white light beam broke through the atmosphere and headed toward the underground after brushing past the edge of the cliff in Shou 'er City. A middle-aged man who was mowing the grass in the suburb of Shou 'er City was startled. The welders working hard on the alloy cliff had almost fallen off the cliff. Fortunately, they were tied with a strong safety rope.
Back then, Jing Jiu had been attacked by the long-range electromagnetic gun and then by the laser cannon of the battleship; but these events had happened at the same time that day.
It meant that this was not a test, and those people really didn't want Zhao Layue to go to the Main Planet.
The speed of light was the fastest speed in the universe. Nobody could defend against the laser cannon after it had been fired, not even Jing Jiu. The reason he could evade those laser cannons in front of the praying hall was that he had been monitoring the command system of the Scorching-Sun Battleship and had reacted before the laser cannons were fired. Since Zhao Layue couldn't do it, she couldn't make a prediction. Though her body had been tempered by the fairy energy, it was still different from that of Jing Jiu. She couldn't deflect the energy of the laser cannons as much as possible. How could she deal with it?
She had her own warning system. She was not referring to Ada, who was hiding in the dark corner of the street, but to someone else.
Facing this light beam, Zhao Layue came out from the Green Sky Mirror with a flip of her hand.
The hardest object in Chaotian was still the hardest object in this universe, like Jing Jiu's body and the Green Sky Mirror.
It should be noted that the Green Sky Mirror was the last thing Jing Jiu used to sharpen his sword.
More importantly, the Green Sky Mirror was a bronze mirror to begin with, and the purpose of the mirror was to reflect light.
The white light beam landed on the surface of the Green Sky Mirror, making no sound.
When the laser landed on the surface of an object, it would take some time for it to accumulate energy before it could deal any damage.
Zhao Layue's wrist sank slightly, and her sleeves were slightly scorched. Several fine cracks appeared on the ground where she was standing.
Just the light pressure alone could bring about such a huge impact. Even if she wasn't serious in her studies, she could easily calculate how terrifying the power of this laser cannon was.
Whoosh!!! The surface of the Green Sky Mirror produced a great deal of light dusts and shot out in a ring shape, dispersing the whirlpools formed by the bullets of the electromagnetic guns.
A white light beam, a bit thinner than before, shot out from the surface of the Green Sky Mirror. It passed through the dirty water dripping down from the alloy cliff wall soundlessly and brushed past the grass by the edge of the cliff in Shou 'er City. Under the shocked gaze of the middle-aged man, the white light beam broke through the clouds ignited by the twilight and arrived in the space, hitting the black battleship squarely.
There was still no sound, but countless balls of flames rose up and scattered in space like the sunset. Soon, they turned into countless fireballs and floated miserably.
The black battleship began to burn as its hull began to slowly disintegrate.
Many scorched corpses could be seen in the wreckage of the battleship, the wounded screaming noiselessly, and some soldiers who had put on their spacesuits in a hurry and fled to the distance.
All this had happened so fast that the space defense system of the Stargate Base hadn't been activated in time, and nobody had time to react.
The middle-aged man pushed the weeding machine and saw the burning battleship in the sky getting clearer and clearer, his mouth opening wider and wider.
The ear-piercing alarm and the terrified screams of the populace rang out in Shou 'er City. Soon after, the commotion spread to other cities and the ground.
Many main preachers and servant girls ran out from the pagoda-like praying hall, looking at the burning sky.
The female priest dipped her hand in the clean water in the ceramic basin and started praying silently with her eyes closed.
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The battleship burned more and more fiercely in the space. Even the street on the underground was illuminated a bit. The most important factor was the angle. The battleship was suspended right above the crack. The fireballs looked like the real sun, bringing the sunlight of noon to this street that was rarely seen.
Zhao Layue put away the Green Sky Mirror and looked at the officer. A flash of sword light flashed in her bright pupils.
The faint warm sunlight on the street was replaced by the bright blood-red sword light. The officer's body was cut into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground with a thud, creating some electric sparks, which were soon extinguished. The pieces of the corpses were the combination of the alloy skeleton and the bionic material, and the blood was the white liquid. It turned out that this officer was a biochemical man.
Zhao Layue pulled back her gaze and looked at the buildings at the end of the street.
The military had dismantled the command center in the buildings that day, but many people were still left in the neighborhood.
The blood-red sword light illuminated the long street and disappeared in the distance. Then, it kept on lighting up. Every time it lit up, it looked like a setting sun had appeared.
Those snipers had all been slashed to pieces by the Thoughtless Sword. Soon after, some soldiers were killed, lying in the pool of blood.
Nobody could escape the pursuit of the Thoughtless Sword, no matter if they were in the armor or the escape rooms behind the alloy walls.
Among the true swords of the nine peaks, the Thoughtless Sword was the fastest. It had an unimaginably formidable destructive power in a street fight.
She had been studying the military tactics of this world, and it seemed that her research was quite effective. As long as she waited a little longer, she would be able to kill all those people.
A cat meowed in a corner of the street. Ada walked out from the shadow and jumped into her bosom, rubbing against her chin.
I know you can, but it's not necessary.
Zhao Layue didn't say anything.
Ada looked at her with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Though his Cultivation state was not lower than Zhao Layue's, he was still afraid of her, just like how he was afraid of those two brothers back then.
Who in Chaotian was not afraid of Zhao Layue?
After Jing Jiu's ascension, nobody could control her or suppress her murderous nature.
Over the years, the blood-red Thoughtless Sword had reaped a great many lives in that world.
Neither Guangyuan Zhenren nor Zhuo Rusui could do anything to her. It wasn't until Zen Master came to Aoyama one year and had a long talk with her that the situation got a little better.
Zhao Layue put away the Thoughtless Sword and continued walking forward while holding it in her bosom.
The food market was a part of the black market. Both the barbecue stalls and other food stores had to purchase the ingredients here.
She had come here a few days ago. The people took good care of her because they knew she was a friend of Zong Lizi. It wasn't until they saw the laser cannon and heard those horrible screams that day that the food market became deathly quiet. Everybody's gazes were fixed on her, full of fear, but they didn't dare flee.
Zhao Layue didn't pay attention to those gazes, nor did she feel any artistic emotion. She walked to the vegetable stall and bought some green vegetables. Then she came to the meat stall and nodded satisfactorily after smelling the bloody scent. She asked for some internal organs and pig blood.
Having bought the ingredients and seasonings, she came back to the apartment building. It took her a dozen minutes to finish the dinner. In the end, the hot oil was poured on the food, and a spicy aroma filled the air.
Holding a bowl of white rice in her hands, Zong Lizi looked at the quivering blood clots on the top of the bowl with the chopsticks. Thinking of what had happened that day, she asked fearfully, "Is this … human blood?"
Zhao Layue said, "I'm not a devil man of the deviant sects, so I'm not interested in human blood. And it's not tasty anyway."
Having said that, she started eating the meal in a serious manner.
Zong Lizi and Ada eyed each other, deciding not to think too deeply about this statement.
After the meal, Zong Lizi went to wash the dishes and pots. Zhao Layue sat on the soft chair with Ada in her bosom, meditating.
Having finished washing the dishes, Zong Lizi took a bath and started reviewing the lessons. What she was studying was not the textbook of the University of Stargate, but the knowledge of the distant ancient civilization at the College of Priests. For some reason, the praying hall hadn't retracted their statement.
It was getting late at night. Zong Lizi bade Zhao Layue goodnight and was about to go to bed.
Zhao Layue opened her eyes and asked, "Come with me?"
"Sure," said Zong Lizi while rubbing her wet hair with a towel.
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The next morning, a thunderclap broke out in the underground neighborhood.
How could there be a thunderclap in a place devoid of rain?
In fact, it was the sound of the sword formation.
Zhao Layue had set up a sword formation in the apartment building and asked Ada to unleash some of the power of thunder in it. From that moment on, the apartment building had become the palace on the top of Bihu Peak.
Many residents were woken up by the thunderclap. They came to the window and happened to see the Thoughtless Sword leaving.
The bright red light looked like the morning glow on the TV screen.
The owner of the barbecue stall was cleaning the greasy stains on the ground with his aching body. He lifted his head to look at the sky, feeling speechless.
The owner of the gaming parlor turned to the side of the street and looked at the sky while holding onto his fat waist due to excessive alcohol and women, clicking his tongue while holding the cigarette in his mouth.
Mr. Dan walked out slowly wearing an apron. Looking at the fading red light, he took off his glasses and wiped them. … …
The crowd was fully aware that Zong Lizi wouldn't come back after leaving this place.
She might die out there and never come back.
It was a good thing.
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