Watching the missiles falling from the sky like raindrops, at this moment, Wen Yu seemed to realize the might of technology...

Not really!

Bullshit might.

As he watched the missiles explode in front of him, raising huge mushroom clouds, and then saw Level 4 and above Demon Tribe members charging out with missing limbs, Wen Yu shook his head expressionlessly.

Before the apocalypse, after the First and Second World Wars, countries were openly and secretly engaging in an arms race—every national leader understood that force was the principle of diplomatic relations.

However, when the apocalypse came and the professionist system appeared, the entire pre-apocalyptic war system collapsed immediately...

Are nuclear bombs powerful? Sorry, now Tang Haofei can cause a nuclear explosion-like effect with a single punch.

Are intercontinental missiles powerful? Sorry, they can't even kill Level 4 or above Demons, they are not even as good as Wen Yu waving a ripple of darkness!

Besides having some notable super long-distance strike capabilities, the power of hot weapons really doesn't impress Wen Yu.

"But, I wasn't really counting on these..."

Standing on top of the city wall, Wen Yu murmured, then looked into the distance.

The defense system of the New Hope Assembly Place was scattered and lacked scale—Wen Yu wasn't good at these things, Ray's vision was too low, he had never been exposed to high-end stuff, and the mutant beasts were out of the question, with only three lines of defense outside the entire New Hope Assembly Place.

The first line was a minefield built by landmines—now it had been completely flattened by the Demon Cannon Fodders with their lives. The minefield, which took over ten days to set up, only blocked the Demon Tribe for less than ten minutes!

The second line was the defense weapons of the city wall, which could actually exert power continuously. Ammunitions, bought a lot from Lin Haifeng with not even a few magic crystals. But the effect...

No need for Wen Yu to look, knowing these obsolete cannons and machine guns could only bully the weakest combatants, even a few high-end weapons had almost no impact on the entire battlefield.

The third line was the remote fire support from the Yanjing Assembly Site.

Missiles seeming effective in clearing land were, in the eyes of true powerful experts, nothing more than fireworks making noise. As long as Level 5 demons weren't directly hit on the head by intercontinental missiles, there was no need to worry about this thing posing a threat to their lives—at most, they'd be severely injured. A series of healing skills from the Demon Tribe in the rear were enough to restore these severely injured demons to combat capability in a short time!

"So, in the end, one must rely on oneself to survive..."

Wen Yu made an inexplicable remark and raised his right hand slowly as he watched the Demon Legion break through the three lines of defense.

A bright green light flashed from Wen Yu's right hand, and the next second, the roaring sound explosion soared into the sky!

The Swarming Demon Group in the distance only saw Wen Yu standing on the wall, with a vine growing rapidly from his right hand, instantly extending and thickening, branching again and again...

In no time, a strangely shaped towering giant tree stood proudly over the New Hope Assembly Place!

"Become my nourishment..."

A cold voice spread across the battlefield, the next second, the towering tree collapsed with a roar, countless branches, large and small, spread out from Wen Yu's right hand like snakes, covering the ground with a blanket of green in an instant.

"Sizzle..."

"Gurgling."

The sound of flesh being torn,

The sound of sucking,

The sound of wailing,

As if a beautiful symphony...

Until the entire battlefield quieted down.

...

"Hiss..."

Hearing the sound of inhaling, Zero abruptly turned his head, looking at the front-line commander beside him, who was full of shock.

"Sorry... sir..."

Seeing Zero's cold gaze, the commander lowered his head and apologized.

"It's nothing, you can't be blamed, Sequence Number 2 is really something else."

Zero's tone was neither happy nor sad, neither angry nor accusatory.

"Continue."

"Ah?"

Hearing Zero's words, the commander raised his head in disbelief and asked.

This time, Zero was finally impatient.

"I said continue! Send in the cannon fodder camp, you damn idiot!"

The commander tremblingly issued the order—the capabilities of Sequence Number 2 were no longer a secret to the Demon Tribe, and correspondingly, the abilities of the Almighty Demon Vine were also exposed.

Knowing clearly that the stronger Sequence Number 2 gets the more you fight, Zero still pressed the cannon fodder forward, at this moment, the commander couldn't guess Zero's thoughts.

"Notify the remote troops, aim directly to smash skills, shells, and whatnot over the New Hope Assembly Place and the head of the Almighty Demon Vine! Quickly!"

Zero overstepped his authority, issuing one war order after another, while the commander couldn't say anything.

Until everything was ready, watching the Demon Tribe's remote attacks fall over the New Hope Assembly Place, only to be blocked by a black light shield, and seeing attacks on the Almighty Demon Vine being absorbed like a post-meal dessert, Zero finally picked up the communication device.

"Third Generation Flames, it's your turn... be cautious with secrecy."

...

"Received."

After ending the communication with Zero, the Third Generation Seed of Flames looked at the Almighty Demon Vine rampaging in the distance, with a trace of solemnity crossing his eyes.

Just a simple display of power, the Third Generation Seed of Flames already sensed the difficulty of Sequence Number 2—an immensely vast range, capable of both attack and defense, devouring flesh and even energy, exhaling a vast dark power, with a black light shield blocking all attacks.