Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

Five minutes later.

Yang Fan saw that three more bombers appeared on the horizon.

This was clearly what the military referred to as the "third batch of strike aircraft."

The voice of the Air Force liaison sounded through the satellite phone: "Mr. Ghost, thermobaric bombs are in position, please instruct!"

Yang Fan immediately said, "Please attack the target according to the guidance of the Spirit Bird!"

"Yes!"

The so-called "Spirit Bird" naturally referred to the two rhinoceros birds that had been tracking the Primordial Evil Race.

This was Yang Fan's new discovery in Shapudian.

These two birds have a touch of superpower traits, extremely sensitive to supernatural auras, surpassing his other partners.

Soon.

The bombers swept over the target area.

Several heavy bombs weighing tons detached from the bombers' weapon racks, rapidly falling downward.

These bulky looking behemoths were actually equipped with precision guidance systems, ensuring a landing error of no more than ten meters.

Yang Fan glanced at the bombs and then shifted his gaze to the jungle.

He vaguely sensed that a wisp of the Primordial Evil Race's aura had suddenly accelerated significantly.

Clearly.

This monster sensed a greater crisis looming.

Yang Fan mentally sketched a more detailed image of the Mysterious Race: "A certain sensing ability to crises—indicating a high Spirit Value.

"Possesses super fast movement speed—suggesting a physical Value not low, possibly exceeding 100 points.

"Also possesses a counter-sensing ability, and even has a giant insect as a partner."

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh: "Any random monster from the Primordial World is a terrifying presence on Canglan Star, capable of crushing everything."

Soon.

The thermobaric bomb landed in the jungle.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thunderous explosions.

The earth shook and the mountains swayed.

Several towering flaming mushroom clouds suddenly rose.

The incendiary agents released by the bombs combusted, generating a terrifying temperature of up to three thousand degrees.

Within a radius of one kilometer of each thermobaric bomb's impact point, all life instantly ceased to exist.

The explosion also spawned a super-pressure wave tens of times the atmospheric pressure, sweeping across a larger area in an instant.

Numerous trees toppled, countless branches flew into the sky.

The scene looked extremely spectacular.

Even though Yang Fan was the strongest in Great Xia, witnessing the terrifying power of the thermobaric bomb shocked him.

A few seconds later.

The mushroom clouds dissipated.

The Air Force liaison asked, "Mr. Ghost, how effective was the thermobaric bomb attack?"

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction: "Somewhat effective, the aura of the Primordial Evil Race still exists but has weakened slightly."

For monsters a level higher in power, thermobaric bombs can inflict some damage, which is quite good.

This is sufficient proof that, when facing supernatural powers, Canglan's technology is not entirely useless.

The Air Force liaison asked again, "Do we need to drop a second batch of thermobaric bombs?"

Yang Fan said without hesitation, "Drop!"

"Yes!"

Maximal pressure is just the first step in the plan.

When the pressure exceeds a certain limit and the Primordial Evil Race can no longer hold out, the second step of the plan will be initiated.

A minute passed.

"Boom!"

Thunder struck again.

Another large area of the jungle was leveled.

Yang Fan's heart stirred, and he asked a question: "By the way, can I request a few thermobaric bombs to play with?"

He suddenly thought of a "mushroom planting" tactic—when encountering a powerful enemy in the future, he'd have his clone send over a few thermobaric bombs.

If someone displeases him.

bang!!

Just plant mushrooms for them!

Yang Fan could already imagine the scene in his mind, thinking it was truly beautiful!

"Huh?"

The Air Force liaison was a bit confused.

"Applying for thermobaric bombs in one's own name" was an oddity he hadn't encountered before.

If it were someone else, he would've quickly responded with "anything can happen in a dream."

But Mr. Ghost is a big shot in the military and the first champion of Great Xia; his requests couldn't be ignored.

The liaison thought for a moment and said, "Let me first consult with the higher-ups."

A few seconds later.

The reply came: "Mr. Ghost, once this battle is over, you can pick up six thermobaric bombs at Plante Airport."

The liaison's voice carried a sense of surprise, evidently not expecting the higher-ups to agree so readily.

Yang Fan politely said, "Thank you!"

The military was willing to give him six big mushrooms, a quantity far more than he anticipated.

The liaison replied, "Mr. Ghost, you have risked life and limb for Great Xia; your contribution is unparalleled!"

It was clear that this was likely the words of a senior air force officer, with the liaison merely relaying the message.

*

"Boom!"

Thermobaric bomb exploded.

The extremely intense sea of flames instantly erased a large area of jungle from the ground.

A faint shadow burst out from the overwhelming waves of fire.

It was the Primordial Mysterious Race.

Compared to before, its body surface had gained numerous scorch marks.

Some tough bristles showed signs of melting.

Although its speed was incredibly fast, the range of the thermobaric bomb explosion was simply too vast.

Several thermobaric bombs together formed a sky full of fire.

Even if the landing point was discovered, it was difficult to escape the explosion area before the bomb detonated.

The Mysterious Race looked up at the sky, a flicker of anxiety flashing across its compound eyes.

It started to feel that it couldn't continue taking a passive beating like this.

Otherwise, it would eventually be exhausted to death.

This weak civilization's race genuinely made it feel a tinge of apprehension.

*

On the other side of Canglan Star.

Carmenia Federation.

Hexagram Building.

This is Carmenia's highest military command institution.

The scene of Great Xia Military using thermobaric bombs was immediately captured by their satellites.

Ever since many spatial rifts appeared in Shapudian, this impoverished small country has become a global hotspot.

Nations deployed numerous satellites to closely monitor the skies over the Shapudian Kingdom.

At this moment.

A group of high-ranking Carmenia officers looked at the satellite images, each with a grim expression.

The giant fireball created by the bomb strike and the huge black spot left after the explosion truly shocked these Carmenians.

"Is this Great Xia's third-generation thermobaric bomb?"

"Their technology is somewhat more advanced than the Federation's. Although we have always claimed our weapons are the best, we are slightly behind in this field."

"Ladies and gentlemen, now is not the time to discuss advancements or setbacks. What happened in Shapudian is what we should be focusing on."

"The Great Xia People have been forced to use thermobaric bombs, indicating that the primordial monsters entering our world are more dangerous than we imagined."

"The worst part is that perhaps in the near future, we might also face these powerful primordial monsters."

"We must come up with a countermeasure quickly."

The group of officers couldn't help but begin complaining about certain individuals in their country.

"Those fools meddling in politics and intelligence, only think about suppressing Great Xia without considering the actual situation, and now we've completely lost the communication channel with Great Xia."

"They only need to talk big, while we have to fight life and death with terrifying monsters. We urgently need the Great Xia People's coping experience."

"If the Federation allows these fools to continue messing around, we're doomed."

Compared to the lying bureaucrats, these Carmenia soldiers face the threat of monsters directly and are more pragmatic.

"Bang! Bang!"

The highest-ranking officer, Marten, knocked on the table.

All voices immediately disappeared.

Marten reminded, "How to establish a communication channel with Great Xia, this matter will be discussed later.

"We must now come up with a feasible plan and be ready to face the primordial monsters."

The group discussed back and forth and finally came to a conclusion—imitate!

Whatever the Great Xia People did, they would do the same.

Great Xia People used thermobaric bombs to strike, they would also use thermobaric bombs.

Marten solemnly concluded, "Our counterparts in Great Xia have already summarized an effective approach, and we should learn from their experience and improve upon it."

Some officers nodded repeatedly.

Some officers had a slightly strange expression.

Because the so-called "improvement" was merely an increase in the number of thermobaric bombs.

More officers felt emotional.

Once, the Federation military was the target all nations learned from and emulated.

But now, it's the Federation's turn to learn from the Great Xia People.

*

Shapudian.

Another wave of giant mushrooms plummeted downwards.

Yang Fan sensed acutely that the aura of the Primordial Evil Race seemed to undergo a subtle change.

This was a mysteriously profound perception.

He couldn't pinpoint the reason, yet he just had this strange feeling.

Yang Fan immediately issued a warning: "Be careful, the monsters are about to make a move!"

The air force communicator hesitated for half a second before responding, "Understood!"

It was clear that the communicator had some doubts about this conclusion.

After all, up to this point, not even a shadow of a monster had been spotted, how could one judge they were about to make a move?

This was illogical.

In the next second.

The communicator gasped sharply.

Several strands of black light rose from a patch of forest.

A moment later.

The thermobaric bomb was hit by the black light.

A bizarre thing happened.

The metal bomb instantly turned into sand, floating down everywhere with the wind.

A large amount of burning agent spilled out and spontaneously ignited, creating a burning cloud.

Below the fire cloud, a splendid rain of fiery droplets began to fall.

The sky became red in an instant.

Though the scene appeared grand, its destructive power was infinitely close to zero, posing no threat to the Mysterious Race whatsoever.

At this moment.

Yang Fan pushed his Spirit Concealment Superpower to the limit, and his eyes manifested a clear brilliance.

A Star Mark in his mind followed with a faint glow.

The next moment.

Yang Fan, in a highly mysterious way, tracked along the black light and "saw" a faint shadow.

Found it!

*

Below the rain of fire.

"Squeak!"

The Mysterious Race let out a triumphant squeal.

Its gaze turned to the transport plane in the sky, contemplating how to shoot it down.

It could sense that the weapons dropped by these big guys were powerful, but they themselves were weak beyond belief.

Just then.

A strong sense of danger emerged in the Mysterious Race's mind.

The threat was coming!

But it was prepared.

Before making a move earlier, this Mysterious Race already foresaw that it would most likely be detected by the enemy.

This race was weak, yet there seemed to be individuals barely competent.

It took out a black object resembling a broken shell at the fastest speed.

"Buzz!"

The shell vibrated, and a blurry phantom appeared out of thin air.

From the contour, the phantom somewhat resembled a turtle, with a thick shell on its back.

However, from within the shell protruded three menacing snake heads and six elephant feet covered in hard shells.

This was evidently the Mysterious Race's trump card.

It knew very well it would face the opponent's thunderous attack next.

The reason it brought this thing out was naturally because it had confidence in withstanding any forthcoming attack.

This black shell has a very formidable ability—rebounding attacks.

Whoever attacks the shell will endure 100% of the damage.

And it is utterly un-defendable.

However.

If the attack exceeds a certain limit, the shell cannot rebound either.

But it did not believe this weak civilization possessed the ability to achieve this.

The Mysterious Race was extremely certain the enemy was doomed.

*

On the other side.

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh, "Indeed, it's the Soul Relic of the elephant, snake, and turtle."

He had foreseen this scene long ago in the Dream Realm.

His right hand moved, and an ice needle appeared between his two fingers.

Yang Fan chuckled, "How about I lightly prick you with this needle?"

Although the Soul Relic is powerful, it can rebound only one attack within a certain time frame, regardless of the strength or weakness of the attack.