Booming rumbles rang out one after another.
Blinding flames billowed back and forth over the mountaintop.
Every now and then, one or two gunshots rang out, so faint that they vanished almost as soon as they sounded.
All the guards turned around, staring toward the stronghold in astonishment. None of them knew what had happened.
"Let's go back and clean up the battlefield."
Su Mo lowered his head and looked at the few people being held on the ground, especially the thin man who had offered to lead the way.
At that moment, the man seemed to have been scared witless. His entire body trembled nonstop.
Clearly, this explosion's power was beyond anything those weapons the Stone Gang had exchanged for from the store could unleash.
It was—
the Giant Stone Territory!
A moment later,
the guards who had just started down the mountain returned along the mountain path.
Several hundred meters from the stronghold's gate, a thick, pungent stench of blood mixed with gunpowder drifted over. Faintly, the smell of something charred filled the air as well.
Looking ahead, the road up the mountain was scorched black. Several obvious craters pocked the ground, and charred flesh and blood were splattered everywhere.
A few wounded people who had merely been caught in the blast lay on either side of the road, wailing.
Had heaven punished them?
Lou Zhigang stared blankly at the scene. He breathed heavily, the corner of his eye locked firmly on Su Mo's face.
This wasn't a weapon the Giant Stone Territory could possess.
Absolutely not!
"Old Ji..."
A group of guards gathered nearby, shocked beyond words—stunned by the sight of this hellscape and terrified by how fragile human beings were.
Several with weaker constitutions had already hurried to an empty patch of ground and begun dry-heaving.