"Second Battalion Commander! Bring up my Ita... bring up my Red Barbarian Cannons!"
At Lin Ya's command, the eight hundred Soul Elders who had been organizing ammunition for the Level 3 soul tool rifles immediately turned in perfect unison toward the supply platform on the other side of the testing grounds.
There, fifty-four elite Soul Elders clad in tight black uniforms had long been standing by. Working in groups of three with seamless coordination, they slowly wheeled out eighteen enormous, pitch-black behemoths weighing a thousand jin each.
These eighteen massive cannons had thick barrels, wide muzzles, and surfaces covered in intricate threaded patterns. They were the marvels Lin Ya had created by combining the science of his previous life with Divine Machine Hundred Refinements!
A trump card that had only taken shape after half a year and dozens of failures—the Red Barbarian Cannon.
"Fire!!"
With a sharp shout, all fifty-four Soul Elders moved at once.
Heavy solid iron shells were loaded into the barrels. The muzzles of every cannon tilted slightly upward, aimed at an unremarkable yellowish hill in the distance, and the air was instantly permeated by a suffocating pressure.
"Target the main peak ahead! Fire!"
Lin Ya calmly spoke the final word and lightly waved his right hand.
In an instant, all eighteen Red Barbarian Cannons erupted with terrifying flames!
"BOOM—!!!"
The deafening roar merged into one, like thunder crashing down from beyond the heavens.
The tremendous recoil made every cannon shudder violently against the ground. Flames churned from their muzzles, while thick black smoke billowed upward.
"RUMBLE—!!!"
The earth-shattering explosion instantly swallowed the entire mountain peak.
The ground trembled violently, as if all of Biyou Village were shaking with it.
When the dust and smoke dispersed, the once-lush mountaintop had vanished. With just one volley, thirty percent