"Good!" Chen Shouyi nodded gravely.
The two men moved quickly. Before long, they saw countless specks filling the distant sky, swooping down like locusts. Antiaircraft guns and heavy machine guns opened fire desperately, the roar of gunfire and artillery rolling like thick, boiling porridge.
Chen Shouyi stared, stunned.
These were... the "angels" mentioned in the intelligence reports.
To be honest, when he'd first read the reports, he hadn't quite believed them.
In Chen Shouyi's mind, the barbarian gods were not only powerful but, above all, primitive and savage. He had never before encountered a barbarian god so deeply influenced by humanity that it had even developed biological weapons specifically to counter human warfare.
No—God of Bloodshed had already begun to take shape that way. Chen Shouyi just hadn't gotten the chance to see it for himself before he killed him.
The world they lived in shaped the barbarian gods' way of doing things.
In Tam World, barbarians were merely lambs belonging to the gods, their wealth. They had no power to oppose the gods at all; the outcome of wars among the upper ranks determined who claimed that "wealth."
Mortals had nothing to do with it.
Weapons like these had no use there, so there was no soil for them to take root in.
Earth was entirely different. Human beings were weak as individuals, but united, they possessed the power to slay gods. And so these weapons of war had come into being.
At the sight, Chen Shouyi and Ye Zong hurried forward.
The battlefield ahead was already a bloody mess.
"Angels" kept plummeting from the sky.
But even more swept down and charged at the soldiers. These "angels" possessed every human combat technique, and each one had at least the strength of a Great Martial Artist—some were even as