bestfiction Chapter 310 The Hidden Wolf Army Cultivators
Chapter 310 The Hidden Wolf Army Cultivators
The Flame Wolf Army's artillery guidance system is quite mature, but it still cannot break away from the two most basic systems of spiritual power guidance and divine thought guidance.
The old woman was using spiritual energy as a guide. In such places, especially where there are Nascent Soul stage cultivators in charge, using divine sense is much more effective than using spiritual energy.
Their method of guiding spiritual energy involves creating a point of spiritual energy around themselves, which is safe because they don't need to project spiritual energy onto the enemy's position and are difficult to detect.
From the artillery's perspective, this point represents the target point after the artillery fire crosses a fixed distance from here.
Their target distance was thirteen kilometers.
In other words, from the moment their spiritual power was activated, the artillery fire and their connection line were thirteen kilometers ahead of the point where the shells would land.
The only problem is that, in order to maintain secrecy, it's impossible to tell you, "We've received your location, you'd better leave now," using methods like flying swords or telepathic communication.
In other words, they could only confirm that their comrades had received the signal and begin to retreat if they could see artillery fire coming from behind.
Before them, the Hidden Wolf Army warrior disguised as a merman soared into the air, brandishing his newly acquired water-attribute flying sword made by humans. He unleashed a powerful burst of spiritual energy, slamming it into the hiding place of the small boat.
Zhong Ming tensed up, the mother and child swords already placed beside him, ready to strike immediately should any unexpected event occur.
"Now!" The old woman gave the order, and everyone except Akame immediately poured spiritual energy into the small boat. Akame was a beat slower. In everyone's eyes, she was a newcomer, so this was normal.
As for what she was thinking...
Zhong Ming's palms were sweaty with nervousness. A sword aura landed a foot in front of him. Because of the transparent hull of the boat, he could see it very clearly. The sword aura plunged into the water and then suddenly turned back after reaching several feet below, forming a vortex that completely enveloped the small boat.
With such powerful sword energy, Zhong Ming suspected that the opponent could easily cleave the ship in two if they wanted to.
Taking advantage of the influence of this sword energy, they immediately sent out a spiritual energy signal.
Even a merman in the Nascent Soul stage might not immediately realize that this is a spiritual energy signal. After all, it's normal for a "merman" to be trying to wield a human weapon and to make movements similar to those of human spiritual energy.
He unleashed wave after wave of sword energy, the terrifying power of which undeniably affected the guidance of spiritual energy—an unavoidable consequence. The small boat tossed and turned in the surging waves, rising and falling violently with the violent swells...
Zhong Ming said, "It feels like my brain is being shaken to its core."
This guy from the Hidden Wolf Army is putting on such a good act, he really doesn't treat us like human beings!
This continued for a while, but then he seemed to realize he couldn't keep going like this, so he pretended to have seen something, raised his hands above his head and clasped them together, and plunged into the water.
After entering the water, he quickly engaged in a fierce battle with several small demon fish below, using the spiritual energy generated by the fight to continue masking the signal.
But fate had other plans. A busybody arrived on the waves. He had just acquired his favorite magical artifact, a long spear, which was of excellent quality and considered the finest of its kind.
When things get really exciting, it would be a shame not to give this treasure a good fight.
He came here to take on the challenge.
The Hidden Wolf Army cultivator had no intention of fighting him, so he immediately plunged into the deeper seabed. He was certain that the bastard would chase after him and might ignore the observation team above him.
That is indeed the case, but everyone misjudged one thing.
That merman... is pretty strong.
He thrust his spear into the deep sea, its terrifying force nearly shattering the surface. The water, pushed aside by its immense power, formed a deep crater in place...
Round well.
It was as if a waterless land had appeared out of thin air in this area. The border was a magnificent waterfall in the sea, and countless surging seawaters were taking away the space of the air and beginning to fill the area that had been displaced.
Unfortunately, Zhong Ming and his group's small boat was right on the edge of the cliff.
Countless turbulent currents began to rip at their hulls, tearing apart the seaweed that served as cover and revealing part of the hull camouflaged as a fish belly.
A tremendous force tore them apart, plunging them into the deep sea, a dark realm now illuminated by countless sword lights. Lightning-fast spears ripped the seabed to shreds, and the immense power clashed, sending violent shockwaves that continued to propagate further and deeper into the ocean.
The group in the small boat felt dizzy and disoriented from the constant rocking and spinning. Zhong Ming stretched out his arm to protect the back of Chi Tong's head, but his hand was then repeatedly struck from both the cabin and the back of Chi Tong's head. After a dozen or so blows, he began to "lose consciousness".
In such a chaotic situation, even if the small boat has excellent soundproofing, it is inevitable that some abnormal vibrations will occur.
Fortunately, the two merfolk were fighting so fiercely that the chaotic water flow dissipated the slight tremor.
They sank to the bottom of the sea, where it was safe. The only problem was that it was so deep; how could they see through the thick seawater and the flashing swords to spot the cannon fire overhead?
We can only hope for a better reaction from the Hidden Wolf Army cultivators.
Just as they were clinging to a sliver of hope, suddenly, the merman roared.
He pierced the warrior before him with his spear, but behind the broken scales lay not glorious blood, but the damned armor of humans.
"Humans, enemy attack!!!" he shouted.
The merfolk who were nearby turned around, their eyes flashing with a ferocious glint.
What? Humans? Attacking my merfolk race in the ocean? We'll make sure they never return!
Many merfolk approached, wanting to see which ignorant human dared to come here.
Then, they misunderstood.
In the sky, a terrifying crimson streak tore through the firmament, and a burst of spiritual energy shot forth, the final notes of death had faded, and now destruction reigned supreme.
At that moment, they all believed that the so-called human enemy attack referred to these terrifying artillery fires.
Beneath the ocean, a terrifying force is rising; it is the merman leader, filled with rage, rushing desperately from the deeper, more distant depths.
The first shell landed on the ground, hitting the raised rocky hill precisely. Yes, it was a shell, not a torrent of spiritual energy.
At the moment of its explosion, the observation team no longer needed to guide it with their spiritual power. The cannon's spirit knew its target the instant it exploded, and all that was left was to maintain the original trajectory and continue firing.
A colossal wave surged from afar, forming a water curtain that collided with the artillery fire, but the water curtain shattered completely after three powerful artillery shots landed simultaneously.
"Move it!"
This was a powerful roar from the merfolk, spreading throughout the sea with divine thought, and giant dragons formed from seawater charged forward to meet the cannonballs.
A giant hand formed from seawater grasped the island and pulled it backward abruptly.