When the lingering aftershock of that volley finally dissipated, the Heavenly Pit had already become a sea of fire.
Dozens of fiercely burning mushroom clouds incinerated the aerial jungle woven from countless vines.
The tremendous recoil made every Train Cannon shudder three times. Their stabilizing legs were ripped clean from the ground, while wheels thrown off the tracks plowed deep furrows into the iron-hard earth.
Before the radiation released by the intense crystal reactions had dispersed, while visible ripples of spiritual energy still undulated through the air, artillery officers wearing radiation suits and lead armor rushed forward, ordering the Train Cannons to be reset and loaded with a second round of shells.
Ordinary soldiers could not work in such hellishly harsh conditions, so nearly all those who charged forward were Transcendents from the "Suicide Squad."
Perhaps the squad members were merely low-level Transcendents at the One-Star Spirit Vein Realm, at most the Two-Star Spirit Transformation realm.
Nor did they possess Sure Kill Skills as exquisite as Meng Chao's and Lü Siya's, or strength as tyrannical and unmatched as theirs.
Yet with bodies forged of iron and cast in bronze, ignited by Spirit Flame, they still fought a battle that would alter the course of civilization.
Because the radiation was simply too intense, every minute, the Suicide Squad members had to withdraw from the Train Cannons and come to the "Safe Zone" a hundred meters away to catch their breath.
They removed their lead plates and stripped off their radiation suits, their deathly pale faces covered in beads of sweat as large as soybeans.
Some had even suffered excessive radiation exposure, with pustules breaking out across their skin and patches of black blotches appearing.
But when ordinary soldiers volunteered to take over their duties, these young and vigorous Crimson Dragon Army