CHAPTER 377: 330 AIR-TO-SURFACE MISSILE JUSTICE_2

With the support of the energy from the electrical field and after Chui Chui’s calculations, Yan Xing simultaneously appeared at four different spatial coordinates within a specially designed spatial environment.

This was not the Water System’s Mirror Image Magic, which would dissipate after even a slight attack.

The four phantoms were both Yan Xing’s true body and his images.

Whether they were real or illusory depended on Chui Chui’s control over the spatial overlap points.

Ironhead didn’t know what kind of spell this was. The four Yan Xings, accompanied by the electrical field, pressed down from above on the four corners, while Ironhead’s own surroundings also flickered with interfering electrical arcs.

He didn’t know which one was Yan Xing’s true body, as his three heads randomly unleashed spells into the air.

Yan Xing’s Light Shield transformed into a Light Energy Wall, which then combined to form an enclosure, trapping Ironhead within.

Assuming an angelic form, sword in hand, he stood in the air, pouring all his energy unreservedly into the Light Energy Wall.

Ironhead’s attack power was extremely strong; each of his assaults made the Light Energy Wall flare violently with golden light. If it weren’t for Chui Chui’s precise control over the Light Energy Wall’s momentary intensity, Yan Xing’s defensive spell might not have withstood even one of Ironhead’s attacks.

Seeing that his spells could not break through the defensive barrier, Ironhead charged directly upwards with his physical strength.

The Light Energy Wall deformed upon impact, its luminescence dimming to the point of almost disappearing.

Restraining Ironhead was still too much of a stretch for Yan Xing at the moment.

Luckily, the Beak Eagle bombers were fast enough.

After Yan Xing had bought them less than a minute, seven Beak Eagle bombers finally arrived over Heize City.

The squadron entered its bombing run.

To ensure bombing accuracy, they deliberately lowered their flight altitude, so low that their open bomb bays were clearly visible from the ground.

One after another, black aerial bombs rained down.

Although Ironhead had never witnessed the power of a bomber, he had heard from the Werewolves who had escaped...

One alchemical bomb dropped by these machines could blast a hole in the ground taller than a man, leaving hundreds of Werewolves without a trace of their bodies.

Not to mention those Werewolves with internal injuries from the shockwaves, who, while fleeing, would suddenly cough up blood and collapse, dead.

Ironhead didn’t know whether his current body could withstand alchemical bombs of such power.

Even if he could withstand one, could he withstand dozens simultaneously?

Ironhead exerted all his strength to shatter Yan Xing’s Light Energy Wall. Then, his two other heads drooped, while the eyes of his wind-aspected wolf head flared with light.

He needed to use Blink to leave this place before the alchemical bombs fell.

But the Blink failed.

What was going on?

Ironhead looked at Yan Xing in the sky, knowing it must be him interfering with the space.

What he saw were four Yan Xings simultaneously charging at him from four different directions. Their longswords thrust directly at him, their forms constantly shifting position with the electrical arcs.

Having just been run through by one sword, Ironhead dared not allow these four to strike him simultaneously.

But how should he dodge?

Unable to Blink, Ironhead felt his current body to be incredibly clumsy.

As the four swords drew near, a bomb larger than a man hovered directly above his head.

With no way to evade, Ironhead desperately reawakened his other two heads, unleashing all available defense magic at once.

A multi-layered protective shield enveloped Ironhead.

He could feel the swords piercing the outermost shield, and the alchemical bombs falling through the breach.

Then, the second shield was pierced...

Yan Xing, at this very moment, was actually helping the alchemical bombs break through his shields!

He... he... was he out of his mind?

At this moment, Yan Xing was indeed breaking shields for the alchemical bombs. For a one-time attack of this nature, it was imperative to maximize its destructive potential.

Simultaneously, Chui Chui used magic to subtly guide the bombs, making their explosions more precise.

After breaking through three shields in succession, Chui Chui keenly sensed their momentum drop significantly. Before Yan Xing could react, Chui Chui unleashed a long electrical arc.

The arc flashed through gaps between the alchemical bombs and then disappeared. Yan Xing, having reverted from his four-fold projection, appeared at the other end of the arc.

Just then, the first aerial bomb hit its target.

In the instant the bomb’s casing cracked open, its internal explosive energy not yet fully released, Chui Chui once again flung out a long electrical arc, whisking Yan Xing to a higher altitude.

The explosion’s shockwave spread out. Chui Chui continuously used Arc Light Blink, allowing Yan Xing to escape to a safe altitude, staying just ahead of the expanding blast zone.

That was truly nerve-wracking.

Without Chui Chui, Yan Xing admitted to himself, he absolutely couldn’t have performed such precise and swift spellcasting.

I would have been blown to smithereens long ago.

The shockwave lessened, turning into a strong wind brushing past Yan Xing’s cheek.

The deafening roar soared into the clouds.

The earth undulated as if an earthquake were happening.

Dozens of tons of explosives detonated in unison, creating mushrooming clouds of dense smoke that billowed upwards.

All who witnessed and experienced this explosion were stunned. Perhaps nothing could survive at the center of such a blast.

Ahead, the Beak Eagle bombers that had completed their bombing mission slowly ascended, preparing to enter their return flight path. The battlefield fell silent once again. Even the insects in the jungle had fallen quiet at this time.

After a while, the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated with the wind. A huge crater, blasted into the earth at the center of the explosion, was a shockingly horrific sight.

Inside the massive crater, buried under mud and various debris, the body of the three-headed werewolf could be seen lying motionless in the middle.

Is he dead?

Yan Xing couldn’t be sure. After all, many things in the Magic World couldn’t be judged by the standards of reality.

With a wave of his hand, a nearby Gryphon Knight dived.

The Gryphon Knight first lowered his altitude to 100 meters, then circled the outer rim of the crater before landing on its edge. Then he jumped in.

Using magic, he pushed aside some heavy debris covering Ironhead and carefully examined the three-headed werewolf’s condition.

"My Lord!" The Gryphon Knight’s voice came through the communication channel to Yan Xing’s ears. "The target is dead."

Dead... Yan Xing let out a long sigh of relief.

He canceled the Angel Descension state, dispersed the electrical field, and his body descended, landing perfectly on Feiying’s back.

Then he ordered his army, "Seal off the entire Heize region and capture all the enemy Werewolves. Especially those Jackalmen..."

Yan Xing turned to Erelado and said, "Elves should be quite skilled in tracking. Your Highness, I entrust you to lead a team to capture the Jackalmen."

Ironhead was dead, but the incident wasn’t over. Exactly what kind of creature lurked beneath Heize? How did Ironhead become like this? What other secrets were hidden here? All these questions needed answers.

Those Jackalman shamans had begun to follow Ironhead closely; they were definitely related to this sacrifice. First, I need to capture and interrogate them.

After repeated checks confirmed it, Ironhead had indeed been blasted to death.

Blood flowed from all seven of his orifices, his internal organs shattered beyond recognition.

The Eternal Domain Soldiers entering the city also found the body of the Werewolf Clan Leader who had rebelled with Ironhead. Clearly, they had all been sacrificed.

With all their Clan Leaders dead, the remaining Werewolf rebels scattered like headless flies.

After Ironhead’s rampage had thinned their numbers, these Werewolves fled north, only to be blocked and turned back by Donna, who was guarding the passage.

When the Great Army of the Eternal Domain surrounded them once again, they all surrendered.

And so, the battle to exterminate the Heize Werewolf rebels concluded—more shocking than truly dangerous.

Yan Xing had perfectly achieved the strategic and tactical objectives he set before the battle. With an overwhelming victory, he eliminated the prominent figures opposing him in Thunderous Swamp, militarily established his authority, and thereby accelerated the swamp’s unification. The campaign also served to train his army: through this real battle, soldiers learned to use new weaponry and honed their skills in coordinated infantry-artillery tactics, air superiority, and long-range bombing. Furthermore, Yan Xing tested innovative weapons, developed new tactical doctrines merging modern warfare with magic, and identified and resolved issues encountered in actual combat. All this served as preparation for the upcoming war against the Wildwind Highlands Legion and, looking further ahead, the Elemental Tower.

After securing control over the entire Heize region, Yan Xing immediately sent out a second set of invitations to the Clan Leaders of all tribes in Thunderous Swamp.

Unlike the previous time he sent invitations, where Yan Xing had indicated he hoped for a response from the Clan Leaders, this time he instructed the messengers only to deliver the letters. They were not to ask any questions, nor answer any, and were to return immediately upon delivery.

The invitation itself contained only one sentence:

"The general assembly of all Clan Leaders of Thunderous Swamp will be held on time at Bloodcrown Mountain City!"