Chapter 1273: Wrathful Vajra

For high-level superhumans, especially combat-oriented ones, firearms are merely toys.

Only low-level grunts would use such weapons as their primary means of combat.

Even Zhang Yi uses firearms as a medium, achieving lethal effects by releasing his superhuman abilities.

But in reality, for the vast majority of ordinary people in this world, and even for low-level superhumans, the lethality of firearms remains utterly terrifying!

Chodak led his elite armored vehicle unit, arriving directly at the camp the resistance army had raided.

Then, they began unleashing merciless firepower upon the entire camp!

Bullets transformed into a dense rain of fire in the night sky, ruthlessly shooting into the entire serf camp.

The wild wolves controlled by the resistance army, the serfs within the camp, and even some of the private soldiers were directly shredded by the powerful heavy machine guns. Flesh and blood flew everywhere like torn rags!

This ruthless and utterly decisive action directly caused Liang Yue's eyes to widen in shock, and she subconsciously clenched her fists.

"They... are so cruel!"

Mu Yan said calmly, "A true killing machine should be exactly like this. Devoid of all emotion, only then can they become the most excellent soldiers in this cruel world."

Mu Yan was right. In the eyes of these elite soldiers, everyone in the camp dying was just that—they died.

As long as they could eliminate their biggest trouble, the resistance army, it wouldn't matter if a few more others died.

In fact, humans are a species with strong reproductive capabilities. No matter how harsh the environment, a portion will always survive. And if given an unrestricted environment, they would reproduce without restraint.

The resistance army seemed not to have expected these soldiers to act so ruthlessly.

But since they had come, they were prepared for battle. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The woman riding the Alpha Wolf brandished the long whip in her hand. She put her fingers to her mouth and blew a sharp, loud whistle.

The wolf pack immediately followed her guidance, roaring as they charged towards the armored vehicles.

The resistance fighters did not flee, because they understood clearly that if they ran away, all the people they had just rescued in the camp today would die!

"Run! Run south, quickly! Someone will lead you to the land of freedom!"

The resistance soldiers shouted at the terrified serfs.

Most of the serfs cowered, burying their heads deep into their tattered cotton-padded jackets, covering their ears, not daring to listen to their shouts.

It seemed as long as they couldn't see or hear anything, all of this would pass.

They could still labor for the chieftain masters every day and live a humble existence.

But some also knew that staying behind meant certain death. From the way the armored vehicle soldiers acted, it was clear they didn't care about the lives of these serfs.

Therefore, guided by the resistance army, some people began desperately running into the distance.

Drolma's pupils slowly took on a layer of cold, icy blue. Her body began to change noticeably, growing white fur, her stature increasing to nearly double its original height, and the muscles in her arms, legs, waist, and abdomen bulging powerfully.

She transformed into a white werewolf, yet her right hand still tightly gripped that long whip.

Facing the dense hail of bullets, she swung the whip in her hand.

"Whoosh—"

An aura of extreme cold swirled around her, rapidly forming a ring of shattered ice. The long whip in her hand also became coated with a layer of sharp, hard ice.

Facing the rain of bullets, she violently lashed out with her whip. Instantly, the whip extended dozens of meters long, coiling round and round, forming an impenetrable wall of ice and snow in front of her!

The heavy machine gun bullets simply could not penetrate this wall composed of shattered ice.

The soldier commander, Chodak, sat in the armored vehicle the whole time, a pipe clenched in his teeth, squinting his eyes as he watched the sea of fire outside.

War, flames, the mournful cries of dying humans—such scenes made him uncontrollably excited.

And when he saw Drolma, standing at the forefront blocking his path, Chodak's eyes erupted with an intensely fervent and bloodthirsty light.

"A high-ranking officer of the resistance army! Capturing you today would be a great achievement!"

"Even if I can't take you alive, dead will do!"

In the Snowy Plateau Region, the weapons held by the four great chieftain families are not even as advanced as those of the Jiangnan Region.

They are even less qualified to deploy the Death Reaper of Love.

Therefore, when facing high-level superhumans, their only countermeasure is to deploy high-level superhumans of their own.

Chodak calmly pushed open the vehicle door, his burly figure striding towards Drolma.

The two had long since spotted each other. Hatred and bloodthirst shone in both their eyes.

They knew they were each other's opponent.

Drolma's gaze was icy, her expression somewhat grave.

Because she knew Chodak's strength. Within the Pagyi Family, he was a top-three powerhouse, possessing a superhuman ability index as high as 9700 points!

Normally, opponents of this level were dealt with by her elder sister, Bamo.

But today, Bamo had led a team out to ambush monks from the Sangha Monastery and had never returned.

Left with no choice, she had to lead the team herself.

"Thump!"

A brilliant smile spread across Chodak's face. He possessed a set of snow-white teeth, especially conspicuous in the night.

He clashed his fists together, making a sound like punching a sandbag.

With each step forward, a dense black smoke emanated from his body.

A moment later, this black smoke enveloped his entire form. When he emerged from the smoke again, his entire appearance had undergone a tremendous transformation!

His height had grown to nearly five meters. His entire body was covered in black, metallic-like skin, yet he had a head of fiery red hair and a pair of enormous, fiercely glaring eyes with upturned eyebrows.

Chodak, Grand Commander of the Pagyi Family's Private Soldiers, enhancement-type superhuman, ability codename: [Fierce-Eyed Vajra]!

"Heh!"

His face was filled with wrath, yet a wild grin spread across his lips. His feet stomped violently on the ground as he charged straight at Drolma!

A surging storm was kicked up on the spot!

Drolma, to buy time for the fleeing serfs, also roared and charged forward to meet him!

The two leaders clashed together, and their subordinate superhumans quickly joined the fray, each seeking their own opponent in a massive melee.

Liang Yue and Mu Yan remained hidden behind the scenes, watching all of this clearly.

Mu Yan had to keep a constant eye on Liang Yue, to prevent her from impulsively rushing out of the Shadow Space to help the resistance army.

Mu Yan felt Liang Yue was quite capable of doing such a thing.

Fortunately, the current Liang Yue was no longer the reckless person she once was. She could now use her brain a little to consider the situation.

However, the current situation was not optimistic for the resistance army.

Judging by the raid's effect, they had indeed caused massive damage to the Pagyi Family's serf camp.

But if they were here to rescue people, it would place a huge burden on them.

Especially the battle between Drolma and Chodak, which was fraught with danger at every turn.

Author's Note