CHAPTER 1505: CHAPTER 24: HONG LIAN’S CROWN_2

In the sky, the rows of flying Autonomous Units all dispersed at this moment. Their high-speed cameras below activated, locking onto each radical element in the crowd below. After being allocated and targeted by the networked High Rank AI, delicate tranquilizer darts rapidly shot out from built-in barrels.

Like a mosquito’s bite, these tiny projectiles passed through the air, embedding into the protesters’ necks or skin, disappearing without a trace.

Soon, a wave of heavy dizziness surged up, causing these people to lose their balance and fall to the ground in a faint.

Ding, ding, ding...

The intense sound of gunfire continuously echoed in the sky, with the constantly flying Autonomous Units adjusting their views and angles like a swarm of mosquitoes, anesthetizing and knocking out the mundane people below with low power levels.

However, there were exceptional High Rank Extraordinary Ones that these Autonomous Units couldn’t handle. The Magic Power emanating from their bodies formed standard isolation shields on their exteriors, making the less penetrating tranquilizer darts clatter against them like hitting steel plates, producing a crisp breaking collision sound.

Chaotic air currents rose in the area at the foot of the World Tree, like a massive Warhammer strike entering the sky, causing the Autonomous Units to collide with each other, erupting in sparks, and then the air current grew increasingly fierce, like a gigantic tornado rising from the ground, engulfing all the suspended small machinery in mid-air, crushing them one by one.

Amidst the gale, hundreds of warriors in Red Garments swiftly moved through the chaotic crowd. Fully armed, their ring-shaped goggles over their eyes precisely marked targets among the people. The Light Sabers drawn radiated with fervor, and with a humming sound, the fierce hot Sword Edges launched out, piercing through those interfering at the scene with their every swing.

In critical times, mercy is not the behavior expected of victors.

The first life to bleed heavily fell to the ground, scorched blackened patches on the body, black-red blood flowing on the ground, followed by more screams and cries. Many who stirred the turmoil impulsively, and were unprepared mentally, looked on in horror at the scene.

They never thought their acts of protest and disruption would truly face attack, assuming it would at most be tranquilizers and dispersion. Was anyone really daring to shoot here?

"This place is... Lady Isenisha’s hometown..." clutching the wound on his abdomen, he slowly fell in shock and bewilderment.

When someone died on the scene, finally those gathered ordinary folks began to realize something was amiss. They started to panic and scattered in all directions, no longer daring to approach that advancing team.

The hurried footsteps spread on the ground, trampling occurrences arose in succession, and the fear swiftly spread through the crowd. Even the many uninformed at the back, upon seeing this scene, also hurriedly joined the running.

Facing such a situation, the initially tense operation personnel also breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, not just the audience on site was stressed, they too were extremely nervous. If the tens of thousands of people on site started to riot, they might indeed be overwhelmed with their current force, resulting in operational failure.

Luckily, these locals, who had been at ease for long, did not have a desperate belief nor an adequate number of personnel organizing and guiding from behind—they were merely following emotions to disrupt behavior.

The advancing path was suddenly opened up, and facing this brief moment of gap, the commanding officials mercifully ordered the operation team to move forward at full speed, sealing and occupying the core streets and areas of the ’World Tree’ residential star.

Transport vehicles and Shuttlecrafts swarmed through the canopy under the World Tree, entering within, and at each point, these units deployed a team of soldiers in Exoskeleton Armor, who set up barricading facilities on the spot to control and seal off the area.

On the radar screen, each orange dot symbolizing the transport units advanced, and then scattered countless pale red dots, gradually coloring the emerald-blue map into a fiery red.

Outside the planet, inside the majestic Starship, the commanding general tightly watched this scene, finally releasing his tense grip a bit.

At least for the moment, everything was still within control.

"The Song Festivals have communicated, indicating each node is complete." The adjutant beside him reminded, carrying a tense emotion.

"I understand." The general took a deep breath.

"Deploy the final batch of combat forces, and instruct ground troops to begin preparations."

"Yes."

Inside the planet, when the fully armed soldiers poured into the World Tree Core Area, they finally aroused the anger of some long-dwelling Elf Factions, and battles and conflicts began to erupt.

Emerald Fireflies darted between the grand tree crowns and canopies of the World Tree, briefly revealing their figures. Behind them were transparent wings similar to dragonflies and cicadas, refracting faint rainbow halos as they flew through the sunlight between the trees.

After speeding up abruptly at a certain point, their entire figures became as indistinct as Phantoms, eventually leaving only traces of emerald Firefly left in the canopy between the trees.

These emerald figures traversed the sky and ground like an imperceptible breeze, and afterward, wherever they passed, numerous Autonomous Units shattered and crashed, soldiers’ visions went dark, and then they collapsed, with their Exoskeleton Armor fractured into fragments.

In ancient legend and mythology, Fairies and Elves were born alongside the World Tree, and this planet is the only world with a gathered Fairy species within the Federation. They adhere to ancient pacts, guarding the World Tree, which is also their natural paradise.