The drone bodies shimmered with Flowing Light, their mechanical lines cold and precise. Beneath every drone hung a miniature explosive missile and a high-speed machine-gun magazine!
A vast, dark swarm loomed overhead like a black cloud bearing down, locking onto Liu Erlong below.
An overwhelming sense of technological oppression crushed the whole field into silence!
"Wh-what kind of bizarre thing is this?!"
Liu Erlong looked up at the sky full of hummingbird attack drones, her scalp prickling. For the first time, a deep sense of absurdity rose in her heart.
She still couldn't sense any Soul Power fluctuations from these things, yet they had her locked on with an intensity that made her skin crawl!
Wu Xing activated his Martial Soul, and a virtual screen appeared before him: the drone control console.
The transmitted images pierced through space and locked onto Liu Erlong's form. No matter how she teleported, dodged, or leaped into the air, she could never break free!
"Target lock complete."
"Commencing saturation fire."
The cold voice fell.
The next second!
Every hummingbird drone opened fire at once.
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—!!!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—!!!
High-speed bullets poured down like rain, while miniature missiles swooped in one after another to bombard her.
Bullets tore through the air; missiles blasted the earth apart.
Explosions erupted without end, turning the entire wilderness into a sea of flames—a living hell.
Soil churned, shattered rocks flew, shock waves piled on one another, and flames blazed into the sky.
Liu Erlong poured all her Soul Power into forming one fiery shield after another, but the drones' firepower was endless. Its penetrative force and explosive power battered her Soul Power defenses without pause.
Her defenses were torn apart again and again. Her Soul Power drained at a terrifying rate, and her blood and energy roiled within her.