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Boom! Rumble! RUMBLE-!!!
The instant these "little fireballs," packed with enough power to shatter stone and pierce metal, touched a target, the ground, or a building, they triggered an earth-shaking chain of explosions.
Each one far surpassed an ordinary Soul Ancestor's full-power strike, let alone so many detonating in such dense succession.
Pfft! Aah!
Boom! Crack!
Aaaargh-!
Countless bursts of dazzling fire, flying rubble, and sword radiance erupted among the Bone-Digging Corps' elites.
Every exploding Sword Pellet was like a small-scale Soul Skill detonation, its crimson-gold flames sweeping several meters with keen sword qi.
The effect was devastating.
Piercing screams rose one after another. Countless gang members were hurled away by the blasts, their limbs torn apart, their bodies pierced by savage sword qi or scorched black by the searing Nine Yang True Fire. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the dead and wounded lay piled upon one another.
The Ancient Castle's buildings, already ravaged by battle, and the obstacles piled from rubble proved as flimsy as paper under this saturation bombardment. Walls collapsed with a thunderous crash, cover was razed to the ground, and shattered stone and splintered wood flew everywhere.
The violent shock waves and collapsing obstacles instantly blocked and severed the routes the Bone-Digging Corps members had hoped to use for a swift retreat.
In an instant, that area became a fusion of an infernal sea of fire and a millstone grinding flesh and blood.
Cries of anguish filled the field!
In fact, the moment the three Soul Saints fell in succession, the four Soul Saints on this side and the elites they led had already felt a powerful urge to retreat