The next morning, at eight sharp, the weather was beautiful on the Sinner's Heights.
Click-clack...
A highly discordant sound of a crossbow being cocked rang out. The bolt was loaded, aimed, and ready.
Bang!
A nearly three-meter-long bolt, resembling a missile, shot out. Watching it gradually fly away, Su Xiao would have been lying if he said he didn't feel pained. One Apollo cost 100,000 Paradise Coins + 1 Soul Crystal (Medium) + 1,000 Mana.
The bolt tore through the air, breaking through layers of shock waves as it flew. This time, its target was the mountain range in the central area. Those hollow mountains were filled with large numbers of Assimilators.
After flying nearly three kilometers, the bolt began to slow down. Its tip gradually dipped before finally striking a mountainside.
With a crisp crack, the mountainside was pierced by a large hole. The inside was pitch-black, and in that darkness came the clear sound of metal striking metal.
A streak of orange-yellow fire tore through the darkness. It illuminated the surroundings, revealing one numb, vacant face after another. The occasional flicker of their ghastly vertical pupils was even more horrifying.
The flames grew stronger, changing from orange-yellow to blue before ultimately turning incandescent white. Everything happened in an instant.
The solar flames spread through the mountain, instantly burning the tens of thousands of Assimilators inside into gas and reducing them to nothing.
Boom!
A fireball at least two kilometers in diameter swallowed part of the mountain range. The scene was spectacular, and many residents of the Sinner's Heights witnessed it. They were no longer as dazed or frightened as they had been yesterday. After all, they had already seen it once.
Central Area, Soul Altar.
With a clatter, the clay bowl in Saint Zaga's hand fell to the