The Po Jun's naval guns erupted in successive cross-shaped flashes, unleashing the first wave of attacks and instantly shooting down five of the artificial Apostle 04As in the interception formation. However, the remaining ten relied on the unparalleled hyper-fast maneuverability generated by the reverse thrust of their compressed AT Fields to evade the attacks, shrieking as they pierced through the barrage.
Amid a string of thunderous bang bang bang bang sounds, the long-legged 04As were stopped by the Po Jun's AT Field, but this model of humanoid—while the priests also bore quite a few wounds, they seemed completely unaware of them. Their expressions were frenzied as their hands constantly clawed at the air or their own bodies. Some of those wounds had been inflicted during the fight between the High Priest and Sang Tianhai, while others had been caused by themselves.
Yin Zhan had also released her divine sense to search along the way, and her conclusion matched his. Aside from the two of them, there were no signs of life at all. It seemed like an abandoned land of death. The only anomaly was the central area, which gave off an aura she found extremely repulsive and faintly unsettling.
Zeng Bei's expression turned cold as he looked at the way everyone was looking at him. Lou Xi was beautiful and had excellent training results. Other than Jiang Yi, everyone in Dorm 501 was actually very united—even Qu Huan had become very united with them later on.
The young woman I met on the street and invited to treat the young master's illness was actually a mysterious physician? No, she was Madam. She said she was Madam Nangong, so she had clearly already married.
Wu Mian shifted his body and made as if to look behind him. Liu Chao's feet