With Jiang Nan’s command!
Rows of 300mm barrels spat tongues of flame. Rocket after rocket roared out, trailing scorching exhaust.
They streaked across the sky in long white trails, arrowing straight into the undead horde!
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The shrieking of shells through air was deafening. Smoke and dust exploded from the ground!
The spectacle was utterly overwhelming!
Standing atop the stitched abomination, Qin Dao’s face drained of all colour!
Are you serious!
Rocket launcher batteries? They even brought heavy thermal ordnance?
This is escalating too far, isn’t it?
Who could possibly endure this!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
A chain of explosions thundered. Blinding fireballs erupted among the undead ranks!
Blazing orbs rose like miniature suns, swallowing the creatures, vaporising them outright, erasing them from existence!
The stitched giant lost an arm. A gaping crater was torn through its chest!
Countless figures were hurled skyward!
The whole of Marsha Island shuddered. The oncoming shockwaves forced everyone to stagger backwards!
The scale was too immense! For the Longyuan Army, such sights were routine!
But for Dandelion and the trainee cadets, it was a profound shock to the soul. Where had they ever witnessed anything like this?
Their faces flushed crimson, blood surging hot through their veins!
Even in an age of revived spiritual energy, the might of heavy thermal weapons remained formidable!
After the first volley, Jiang Nan did not pause!
“(๐ᵒ̌口ᵒ̌)╯ Fire!”
Another barrage followed. Fire bloomed endlessly across Marsha Island. A whole layer of topsoil was stripped away!
The undead charge was stalled by the rocket storm!
Qin Dao’s face was ashen. At this rate, none of his hidden cards would matter!
He glanced at his father, already on the verge of being torn apart by Ye Zhenguo, barely clinging on!
[Resentment value from Qin Dao Dracula +1000!]
“Damn it! How did it come to this?”
Dracula’s downfall was now inevitable. Reclaiming the mother strain was nothing but delusion!
Without further hesitation, Qin Dao broke away from the undead ranks and raced toward the underground vault!
Let the rest sort itself out!
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood. Dracula’s remaining serum would last him a lifetime!
With money and reagents, he could thrive anywhere!
The undead army would buy him time to escape!
The moment he entered the underground vault, Qin Dao saw the door coated in a layer of petrification!
He sneered. “Hmph! Overreaching yourselves. A door of niobium-titanium-magnesium alloy is not so easily breached.”
He hurriedly entered the code and opened it!
But the instant Qin Dao rushed inside, frantic and eager, his body froze!
(ﾉ´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)ﾉ Ah~
Empty! Absolutely nothing left!
Still talking about green hills and firewood?
That bastard Jiang Nan has carted the entire mountain away!
“Reagents! Where are the reagents?”
Eyes bloodshot, he charged into the cold storage and dropped to his knees!
(งཀДཀ)ง Ah~
Day and night, both are winter nights~
I never turn away arriving sorrow~
For everything is empty, empty, empty, empty, empty!
The floor is cleaner than my face!
[Resentment value from Qin Dao Dracula +1001!]
Qin Dao lay on the ground, face deathly pale, eyes hollow!
Without reagents, he too would descend into mad zombification…
He could not survive. Laughably, even suicide was now beyond his reach!
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Four full volleys later, Marsha Island had lost an entire layer of earth. No building remained intact!
Yet the undead horde clawed their way out of the craters!
Eyes glowing crimson, wounds knitting frantically across their bodies!
The stitched abomination, blown in half, saw both halves rise and charge once more!
Faces darkened around the field. This was too repulsive. Had Dracula succeeded and continued his work, who knew what nightmare the world would become!
With a furious roar!
Ye Zhenguo, drenched in blood, ripped Barton’s head clean off!
The man had never taken the undead serum. This time, death was final.
Thus, the world lost yet another Dao Tian.
Yet the crisis lingered. Dracula was gone, but the undead legions he left behind endured!
Jiang Nan planted hands on hips. “Utterly shameless! Still not finished? Old Brother Ye, pin them with dragon breath. I’ll deal with this!”
With that, he teleported at blinding speed into the high sky!
Everyone stared, baffled. What was South God planning?
These were tens of thousands of undead. How could he possibly handle them?
Only Mu Wan swallowed hard, her lovely face paling!
South God wouldn’t be about to set off the big firecrackers, would he?
Hey, hey, hey! Those missile warheads are packed with the real deal!
That yield is no joke!
But intercontinental missiles need silos or launch platforms, right?
How on earth are you going to use them!
Yet a faint, dreadful premonition rose in Mu Wan’s heart!
She shouted at the top of her voice, “All units retreat! Clear Marsha Island by at least ten kilometres! Now!”
The cry left everyone stunned for a moment!
