Ghoul: A High-Martial World? A Buffet!
Chapter 367

Missiles launched

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Chou City, in the central part of the Kaiyang Continent.

At this moment, the Golden Silk Chains had turned to ashes, and all those Bound Captive were freed.

This included the Yinling Sect, whose entire sect was bound.

"Sect Leader, we are fully capable of establishing ourselves as kings. Why should we share power with that bunch of idiots who are holding us back?"

The young man, newly promoted by the Yinling Sect, shouted excitedly.

In his remarks, he completely dismissed the Human Race Council, who were still nominally the ruling class in the sub -Zi City, as "a bunch of idiots."

His voice resonated strongly with the crowd, as if it expressed the thoughts of many.

Voices of support rose and fell, converging from one another.

This situation was indeed foreseeable.

Due to Suo Qiaoyun's long-term suppression and torment, the management of the Yinling Sect has undergone two major reshuffles.

Apart from one or two elders who barely survived, the entire sect was filled with young faces.

Young people, especially those who are constantly improving themselves and eager to break through to the next level, are often full of drive and fighting spirit.

They are full of confidence in their abilities and have high hopes for the future.

They are also the group of people least willing to submit to others.

For the past six months, they have been like springs weighed down by an entire mountain, subjected to numerous constraints.

But now, Suo Qiaoyun, this great mountain, has been suddenly removed.

How could their inner resistance not be strong?

Such young people are not unique to the Yinling Sect; many other sects also have them.

They are all the chosen ones of their respective sects, possessing outstanding talent and potential.

However, in the past six months, they have all been ensnared by Suo Qiaoyun through various means.

They were all forced to join the ranks of those Bound Captive, losing their freedom and space for development.

Chou City was once a city with many sects, and some of the top sects even had seats in the Human Race Council.

Therefore, victims of the Golden Silk Chains are found in every corner of the Chou City.

With everyone wanting to rebel against the Human Race high command, even those who are unwilling to be so rash will be swept up in the movement of resistance.

Half an hour after the chains broke, Chou City became the first large settlement in the Kaiyang Continent to declare independence.

On the other side, in the northern part of the Kaiyang Continent, Zi City.

Upon learning of the Chou City's "betrayal," the Human Race high command, amidst their anger, also harbored a tinge of fear.

Unlike cities in other continental populations that have declared independence.

Even if settlements on other continents wanted to do something about Zi City, they would lack the resources and power to do so.

But the Chou City is different.

He is situated in the central region of the Kaiyang Continent, neither too close nor too far, making it troublesome for him to send troops to target Zi City.

It's not that it's impossible.

Upon hearing the news, the Human Race Council erupted in chaos.

All the members of parliament tacitly began to target the factional forces that remained in parliament.

The members of these sects and factions didn't even bother to deal with the powerless and furious enemy forces.

Compared to these former rivals, they are now more concerned with whether they can swallow up the Zi City as well.

As a result, these factional members of parliament began to mingle among members of parliament from various factions.

They probed everyone's attitude.

Some are die-hards, but behind them are family members who survived the war.

Some are not very steadfast and can be won over with incentives.

In short, undercurrents are swirling around the parliament building.

The factions are trying to reap the greatest rewards with the least cost.

And none of this has anything to do with Shisui.

To him, factional strife and backstabbing were all jokes.

How many of them will survive his Radiant Feathers of He Yu?

However, Shisui Ruolan Star the frenzy of the intelligent species on Earth when it came to internal strife.

"Do we... really have to do this?"

The speaker was a member of an Aristocratic Faction.

His voice trembled slightly, as if he were facing some monstrous beast.

"Stop talking nonsense! We're already here!"

The person who answered him was a fellow member of a prominent family, also from a young generation.

At this moment, they were standing inside Citroën Company warehouse near Zi City where weapons were temporarily stored.

Although the weapons in this warehouse are not the most advanced models.

However, it contains many lethal weapons such as long-range missiles.

The reason these weapons are stuck here is simply because of the unexpected death of the Heaven-Controlling Realm.

This means that no one is currently available to move these weapons.

Perhaps in another day or two, the major powers that have realized what's happening will come to fight over this arsenal.

But before that.

Those aristocratic families who knew every corner of the Zi City and were also among the behind-the-scenes sponsors of Citroën were the first to remember this warehouse.

Thus, this warehouse—including the weapons inside—fell into the hands of powerful families.

These aristocratic families, rotten to the core, have always looked down on everyone outside of them.

They are the ones most intolerant of the separation of the major settlements.

In particular, some settlements were originally under the control of powerful families.

Now, the hard work of generations has been wasted in a single day.

Those who were originally living like neither human nor ghost, the Bound Captive actually managed to seize power by stepping on their aristocratic families.

Enraged, the noble families made a crazy decision.

Since we can't control it, let's destroy it.

Let's just consider it a way to weaken the enemy and make an example of them.

Compared to those traitors, the reputation of the aristocratic family is more important.

And so, this scene unfolded.

Two young descendants of prominent families were chosen.

They will be the ones pressing the missile launch button and taking the blame for the entire Aristocratic Faction.

The moment they press the launch button, regardless of whether they successfully destroy Chou City, they will commit suicide on the spot.

Don't hesitate.

The young scion of a prominent family gave the councilor a shove.

The senator staggered forward, oblivious to the disdain in his companion's eyes.

If this obsequious fellow didn't come from a good family, he wouldn't have gotten the chance to become a member of parliament.

However, his family was not very lucky, as they had already suffered heavy losses due to the war.

In addition, there's him, the incompetent heir to the family headship.

It's perfectly normal for him to be pushed out to be cannon fodder along with this branch of the family.

The young scion of a prominent family had a sinister look in his eyes.

Watching the other party unlock the device step by step, following the pre-arranged steps.

Then, light up all the launch buttons in front of you one by one.

"Drop--!"

An exceptionally jarring notification sound rang out.

The next moment.

"Pfft!"

The faint sound of a blade cutting into flesh reached the senator's ears.

He stared in shock as the tip of the longsword pierced through his chest and appeared before his eyes.

"Why..."

Blood spilled from his mouth, making his voice muffled.

"Tsk."

The scion of a prominent family scoffed, "Why so many questions?"

The long sword was suddenly drawn, and the senator fell to the ground with a thud into a large pool of blood.

The person who drew the long knife did not stop.

He witnessed the missile launch firsthand; the roaring sound ruptured his eardrums and made him dizzy.

But his hand holding the knife was very steady.

He drew his sword horizontally and exerted force with his hand without hesitation.

The next moment, his neck was cut in half.

He fell near the congressman's body; the impact of the fall completely severed his head from his body.

He died.

The impact of these launched missiles is only just beginning.

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