109: 14th

Part 14

"Everyone get in the car! Be ready to leave at any time!"

Saint Descending Upon the World spoke in a low voice, malevolence surging in the depths of his eyes.

His S-rank passive talent, "Modern Armament," seemed invincible, capable of infinitely strengthening all thermal weapons and military equipment items from Blue Star, but it had extremely harsh cooldown restrictions.

It could only be used once every three full days.

Ever since transmigrating to this Otherworldly Realm, he had only been willing to use it twice from beginning to end.

The first time was to strengthen the golden Desert Eagle at his waist, allowing ordinary pistol bullets to forcefully pierce through the defense of an E-rank mutant monster.

As for the second time, it was just this moment ago.

Expending the top-tier talent opportunity that came once every three days just to condense this five-fold-powered over-limit C4, he was determined to break open this Blockhouse today no matter what.

"Li Yunlong, I'll give you one last chance. As long as you crawl out and surrender right now and hand over all supplies, I might consider sparing your life!"

"Otherwise, the moment I press the button in my hand, you and your Blockhouse will be instantly razed to the ground, leaving not even dust behind!"

Saint Descending Upon the World's voice was very loud. Not only did Wang Yalan and the others on the Blockhouse hear it clearly, but even the survivors gathered around to watch the commotion heard it crystal clear.

"What do you mean? They have bombs?"

"It looks like it, and judging by their desire to raze Chen Ze's Blockhouse, it's probably quite a heavy payload!"

"Holy crap, if they really detonate it, will it affect our Fortress?"

"Judging by the placement of the bomb, the shockwave should head in that direction!"

Xiao Yun's father looked in the direction indicated by that person, his gaze falling upon the low-rise flat nearby the Blockhouse. His heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly turned pale.

That… isn't that my home!

"No, you can't do this! My home is too close to Chen Ze's Fortress, and your explosives will affect my house!"

"Hurry up and change direction!"

In an instant, the man acted as if he had gone mad, shouting frantically toward Saint Descending Upon the World's side.

The latter naturally heard his roar.

The wind whistled across the empty wilderness, and the man's desperate cries clearly pierced through the entire scene, falling into everyone's ears.

Yet Saint Descending Upon the World didn't even lift an eyelid, his face devoid of the slightest ripple.

"Collateral damage? Even if your entire family died, you'd still have to praise how powerful my explosives are, understand?"

He had never cared about the life or death of such ordinary survivors.

With a gloomy expression, Saint Descending Upon the World gritted his teeth and spat out a harsh remark, completely giving up on persuading them to surrender as only violent killing intent remained in his heart.

As his voice fell, he bent down and slipped sideways, nimbly crawling into the heavy armored transport vehicle behind him.

"Let's go! Drive 200 meters away!"

At his command, the engines of the three modified armored transport vehicles roared simultaneously, their wheels churning up billows of yellow sand as they quickly drove away.

The fully automatic crossbows on the Blockhouse instantly locked onto the moving targets, dense arrows whistling through the air and firing wildly, slamming into the retreating convoy like raindrops.

Yet this time, all the vehicles kept their rears facing the Blockhouse throughout the drive, completely avoiding the vulnerable windows and bulletproof glass areas.

Just as they left the shooting range of the crossbows, Saint Descending Upon the World immediately saw a man charging toward their convoy like a madman.

"Big Brother Liang Kun, it's me! Xiao Yun's dad, the one who sent you the location of the Blockhouse!"

He opened his arms and waved them desperately, afraid that the people inside the car wouldn't see him.

"Brother Kun! You can't place the bomb in that direction! Our house is too close to the Blockhouse, we'll be caught in the blast!"

Saint Descending Upon the World laughed.

"Brother Kun? Is he treating me like Liang Kun? Looks like he's a double-crosser too!"

"Boss, that guy is trying to block our car! What should we do?"

The lackey in the driver's seat asked.

"Run him over and kill him! In this lifetime, I hate double-crossers the most!"

As Saint Descending Upon the World spoke, he directly rolled up the window glass, as he certainly didn't want his face splattered with blood.

"You got it!"

The lackey in the driver's seat acknowledged, slamming his right foot all the way down on the accelerator. The engine of the heavy armored transport vehicle erupted with a deafening roar, and the vehicle body violently surged forward.

"Bang!"

A dull, heavy impact suddenly exploded as the metal front of the car smashed solidly into Xiao Yun's father.

The man couldn't even let out half a complete scream before his entire body was sent flying seven or eight meters into the air by the impact, crashing heavily into the yellow sandy ground.

Fresh blood frantically gushed from the corners of his mouth, and a mouthful of bloody foam continuously bubbled out. The excruciating pain in his chest nearly crushed all of his consciousness.

The very last trace of his remaining thoughts remained entirely on his wife and daughter back home who still knew nothing of this.

"Xiao… Xiao Yun, wife, you guys must… must run!"

Struggling to squeeze out a few words, his gaze locked firmly onto his family's low-rise flat not far away. Exerting every ounce of his remaining strength, he reached his arm forward, his fingertips scratching futilely toward the direction of his home's door, wanting to crawl back and warn his family to evacuate.

Yet the intense pain brought by shattered bones swept through his entire body; merely lifting his arm had exhausted his last shred of vitality.

The arm extended mid-air suddenly went limp, crashing heavily onto the scorching yellow sand. With his eyes still wide open and staring in the direction of his home, he completely lost his breath.

Until his death, he never expected that the person in the car wasn't Liang Kun at all.

Nor did he expect that merely because of a shred of his own greed, it would bring such a catastrophic disaster upon himself and his family!

The tires of the transport vehicle rolled over the gravel on the ground, bouncing slightly as the driver quickly stepped on the brake, bringing the vehicle to a steady stop.

"Boss, this should be far enough!"

Saint Descending Upon the World nodded, lifting his eyes to sweep over the tragic corpse lying dead in the distance, his heart entirely without ripples.

"Just an ordinary person, so what if he dies!"

"Boss, I've been keeping an eye on it. No one has come out of the Blockhouse the whole time! They're still inside!"

The subordinate reported.

Hearing this, Saint Descending Upon the World slowly hooked the corners of his mouth into an ice-cold, cruel arc.

"Very good! You still refuse to show your face even now, right? Then go to hell!"

With that, he directly took out the detonator and pressed it down fiercely!

"Boom!~"

In an instant, a blinding incandescent fireball exploded fiercely, and the entire wilderness suddenly lit up as bright as day!

That exquisitely condensed over-limit bomb instantly went berserk, its terrifying blasting energy—five times that of military C4—raging wildly.

The ultra-high temperature scorched the air, distorting layers of transparent heat waves, and the yellow sand within a radius of a dozen meters was instantly baked, rolling and vaporizing.

Rolling heat waves carrying a destructive shockwave swept layer upon layer in all directions, causing the earth beneath their feet to tremble violently.

Fine spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly centered around the walls of the Blockhouse, and chunks of gravel and soil flew apart in sheets.

The yellow sand filling the sky was forcefully blown hundreds of meters high into the air, condensing into an earth-yellow blast cloud that blotted out the sun, rising turbulently and covering half the sky.

The walls of the Blockhouse were instantly battered fiercely by the violent energy, the hard brick and stone surface pulverizing and peeling off.

Countless gravel chips and cement debris were torn into powder by the shockwave, sweeping across the surroundings along with the violent airflow.

The air was violently compressed, emitting continuous roars.

The soundwave crushed across the entire scene, causing the eardrums of the onlookers in the distance to sting painfully and making them dizzy; one by one, they instinctively hugged their heads and squatted on the ground, trembling all over uncontrollably.