NOVEL NEXT Chapter 397: Sixteen
Where did the old man go?
Seeing two more bodyguards next to Hei Yao, Wang Jixuan actually wanted to snipe this old guy, but the opponent's teleportation skills were unexpectedly strong for him.
He had actually escaped beyond the range of his Spiritual Sense.
The Daoist slightly pondered at the black mist, Fu Jian had already responded from the other side.
[Humans refuse to surrender.]
Wang Jixuan suddenly felt the weight of these six words.
Without reason, it was as if he had stepped out of the Demon Lord's Mental State.
Demon Lord's Mental State, Dao Heart of Clarity, Free and Unfettered Immortal... all these are merely paths to ascend the Immortal Realm for oneself.
Yet these six words sent by Fu Jian determined whether billions of people could survive.
Wang Jixuan sat quietly on the ground for a moment, then his Alien Soul suddenly moved towards the black mist, his main body held its breath and focused, and his Alien Soul slowly reached out to touch the black mist that had already seeped into the ground.
This could potentially destroy his painstakingly formed Dragon Python Soul;
But now, Wang Jixuan wanted to attempt it, so he did.
Buzz—
The Alien Soul suddenly vibrated, as if it had touched some searing flame, waves of piercing pain were transmitted from the Alien Soul to Wang Jixuan's brain, making him involuntarily let out a few cries of pain.
Wang Jixuan gritted his teeth and pushed through, the Alien Soul emitted rolling black energy, invading the area.
The black mist and black energy were incompatible, they repelled each other and fought, either a wisp of black mist would shatter the black energy, or the black energy would directly assimilate the black mist.
Assimilation?
Wang Jixuan suddenly understood something, turned around, pulled out the Alien Soul, and stared wide-eyed at the soil in front of him.
Good heavens, the black mist truly is a lifeform.
Each wisp of black mist was like an individual, and together they formed a whole.
Non-human life.
And it contained a trace of the Power of Laws.
Wang Jixuan glanced at the Dragon Python Soul and noticed signs of petrification at its edge, but fortunately, it was a soul...
What to do?
Wang Jixuan thought quickly.
Resolving this black mist in a short time seemed evidently impossible.
As of now, the only way to prevent massive casualties on their side was to snipe that old man.
Wang Jixuan had a backup plan today.
Even though that old man made him feel a sense of oppression and extreme danger, he could only try.
Daoist Wang swiftly executed an Escape Skill, charging towards the central region of the D8 Combined Combat Zone, directly heading to a nearby military camp.
Bumping into luck like this wouldn't work.
Now he could only choose to seek assistance.
"Amina, take Sabina and act together. That old man went to release black mist, totaling to four places, go find the main elite forces of the human military. You must find his trace."
"Got it."
"Mu Dan, activate your Mechanical Body network. As soon as you spot that old man from the previous video, or notice any black mist appearing, immediately share the coordinates with me, Amina, and Nierdamon."
"Yes, Sir!"
"And Mu Dan! Have Lao Fu throw a few nuclear bombs at that Hei Yao! Let him roast in a big fire!"
"Understood."
Wang Jixuan was still somewhat uneasy at heart.
Previously during negotiations, that Hei Yao relied on his advantage, constantly pressuring them.
Those seemingly soft sentences actually contained an exceedingly aggressive attitude from the other side.
How could Daoist Wang tolerate someone stronger than himself now?
Since Lao Fu decided to refuse to surrender, and this battle must continue, why still be polite with Hei Yao? Even if the nuclear bomb doesn't kill him, it can at least make him expend some Spiritual Energy. Why not?
By the way, observe the damage effect of the nuclear bomb's ultra-high temperature fireball and powerful atmospheric pressure on the black mist. — This is the main task.
Wang Jixuan had just arrived at the nearest military camp, his Spiritual Sense scanned the area, making a rough estimation in his heart.
There seemed to be about a hundred thousand soldiers here, over twenty large artillery groups and firebases, four airports, hundreds of thousands of logistics, and hidden countless cheap, self-destructive autonomous guardian robots.
This should fit the definition of elite, right?
Moreover, looking at the human defensive map, this was an important firepower hub. If this place was breached, the firepower of the entire western front would weaken by two to three tenths.
It completely met the criteria for the opponent to attack human elites.
The Daoist silently recited the Heart Clearing Technique, categorized the two large arrays from his storage ring, and incidentally sensed the formation he had set up earlier.
The formation was intact, it could be used later to ambush the enemy.
A long fifteen minutes passed.
The camp was as usual, the distant fire bases fired rhythmically, bomber groups took off and landed, large drones ascended and landed, occasionally there would be some malfunctioning drones and fighter jets on the airport runway, and they would be swiftly towed away by waiting crews with tug vehicles.
During wartime, the runway was more important than the aircraft.
The Blade Beasts began a full-scale attack again.
Wang Jixuan could sense the high tension of the Human Warriors, and the cold, monotonous thinking of the Blade Beasts.
He thought about not being able to return Galino's body...
Oooo—
An air raid alarm?
In a more distant part of the west, the explosive sound of thunder suddenly came, shaking the whole ground.
Wang Jixuan's figure leapt from the ground, standing on an armored vehicle looking in that direction, he saw a massive and scorching fireball slowly rising, a powerful shock wave cutting through the sky, making the air start to become hot.
A large equivalent.
That direction seemed to be where Hei Yao was roasting.
But such a direct bombing might very well be hard to harm a Spirit Cultivator with subspace and enormous Spiritual Energy.
Before Daoist Wang could check it out, Mu Dan's voice sounded directly in the communicator clipped to his shoulder.