Howling Wind Divine Envoy

"Those monsters have drawn most of the governor's soldiers' fire. What are we waiting for?"

In the dense woods not far away, three people in gray-white robes stood on the branches, gazing toward the distant battlefield.

A breeze swirled around each of them, obscuring their outlines and making them difficult to spot from afar. Even Gu Hang's spiritual vision had failed to notice anyone standing there.

These three were none other than the apostles of the Primal Angry Owl Sect.

The leader was exceptionally tall, and standing on a branch looked awkward. But a closer look revealed that he wasn't simply standing there—only the tip of one foot touched the branch. A pale gust of wind beneath him held his body aloft.

He seemed to be floating.

Very few knew his real name. But his codename within the sect was famous.

He was one of the Twelve Divine Envoys of Execution, the Howling Wind Divine Envoy.

Though they didn't handle practical matters, they possessed immense combat power.

Within the Primal Angry Owl Sect, every one of the Twelve Divine Envoys of Execution had received the Primal Angry Owl's true blessing and could wield powerful storm sorcery. Their exalted status within the sect was second only to that of the four high priests.

At this moment, though, the Howling Wind Divine Envoy seemed hesitant.

Hearing the attendant priest behind him ask the question, he replied, "This isn't a good opportunity. The Abscess Monster has had far less impact than we expected. The guard soldiers around the governor haven't panicked at all."

The priest who had spoken earlier spoke again. "But... Divine Envoy, are we really going to give up this opportunity?"

The question left the Howling Wind Divine Envoy silent.

After waiting a moment, the man couldn't help speaking again. "This mission came directly from High Priest Cuika'ao. It concerns the god's great undertaking in Revival City."

The Howling Wind Divine Envoy still didn't answer.

The third person beside them spoke up. "Don't interrupt the Divine Envoy while he's thinking."

The first priest stiffened, then added, "Sorry, I didn't mean to question anything. I'm just a little anxious. The controller we got from the Life School is already overloaded. At this scale, it can maintain control for less than ten minutes..."

"Quiet." The third priest interrupted him again. "You don't need to tell us. We all know. Let the Divine Envoy decide."

The man finally fell silent.

A few minutes later, the tall Howling Wind Divine Envoy at the front finally sighed.

"We'll move out. Today is the day we offer ourselves to the storm."

The two behind him felt a chill in their hearts.

Did the Divine Envoy mean... offer themselves? Was there a good chance they wouldn't come back?

Had things really come to this?

But there was no time for them to think it over.

The Howling Wind Divine Envoy leaped from the branch first. The wind that had been holding him aloft surged in an instant, taking the shape of a Storm Giant Eagle. It let out a clear cry and carried the Divine Envoy forward through the air.

The other two priests hurried after him. They, too, summoned Storm Eagles and rode them into the sky.

The three formed a triangular formation and sped toward the human soldiers' position not far away.

Not long after they set out, the governor's soldiers spotted them.

It was hard not to notice three Storm Giant Eagles, one large and two small, each carrying a rider. They stood out too much.

Gunfire immediately swept toward the three of them.

But it had little effect.

They were moving targets, fast-flying objects, and not easy to hit. The training packages provided by the system had turned all the soldiers into qualified troops within just a few days, but that didn't mean every qualified soldier was a sharpshooter who never missed. Most couldn't maintain accuracy when firing at fast-moving targets at a considerable distance.

Even machine guns, sweeping after them, proved largely ineffective.

Of course, with enough bullets flying around, some were bound to hit.

But the Abscess Monsters on the ground were still attacking fiercely, and most of the firepower had to be used to hold them back. Only a few soldiers could turn their guns on the three unknown figures flying overhead.

There were already few such soldiers, and their aim was poor. Fewer still managed to land a hit.

The precision marksmen specially trained within the army and the Marines did manage to hit their targets sometimes. But soldiers with that kind of skill were still too rare.

Besides, even when a stray bullet or a precision marksman's shot hit, it didn't do much.

Even Vaughan, who had received Storm Sorcery simply by paying enough money, could use a wind shield to block several seconds of concentrated fire from multiple Electromagnetic Rifles. A Divine Envoy and two full-fledged priests were even more formidable.

Beneath the Storm Giant Eagles' wings, the power of the wind swirled around the three of them. The few bullets that struck were deflected without affecting them at all.

With the two priests behind him, the Howling Wind Divine Envoy rode his Storm Giant Eagle above the governor's troops' position.

They began to circle overhead.

Then the wind rose.

A white storm engulfed the area below.

Wind was supposed to be colorless, nothing more than moving air. But the fierce gusts summoned from their hands carried a white mist.

The mist that came with the wind wasn't cold or damp. Instead, it felt like a blade slicing across the skin.

The sting of the wind against their faces was bad enough, but the powerful gusts even knocked many soldiers off balance.

Then, carried by the wind, the mist grew thicker and thicker. Within minutes, it had begun to obstruct their vision.

The immediate casualties were still low. The wind, infused with supernatural energy, cut small wounds into many people, but those wounds were nowhere near fatal.

If the three heretic priests and the Divine Envoy had compressed the storm into a smaller area, those little cuts really could have killed people—like a thousand cuts.

But that wasn't what they were doing.

Rather than killing a small number of ordinary soldiers, they had unleashed storm sorcery to disrupt the human soldiers below and allow the Abscess Monsters outside to break through their defenses.

That was more effective.

As the three circled above the position and wielded storm sorcery, they truly did disrupt the soldiers' firepower.

The soldiers were knocked off balance and could barely stay on their feet. The wind stung wherever it struck exposed skin, especially their faces... All of this made it difficult for them to shoot properly.

The white mist swept in with the wind, billowing wildly and cutting visibility as well.

As the soldiers' firepower weakened considerably, a large number of monsters broke through and closed in!