Hundreds upon thousands of hands formed seals at once, activating magical artifacts in unison.
Buddha light and the flames of explosions intertwined, lighting up the entire sky.
Not a single shell could land on the White Bone Bodhisattva.
They were all intercepted in midair.
The flames of the explosions merged into a continuous blaze, casting the White Bone Bodhisattva's figure alternately into light and shadow.
The silhouettes of those bone arms dancing in the firelight looked like an apocalyptic scene from some ancient religious mural come to life.
Yang Yong watched and curled his lip.
Sure enough, conventional weapons were utterly useless.
In all his time surviving in the Apocalypse, he had never seen a truly powerful Eerie blasted to death by shells.
Dealing with something like this required even more outrageous methods.
Starting with the Grand Elder, his gaze moved down the line, one person at a time.
Liu Yijun, the Second Elder, the Fourth Elder, the Fifth Elder...
All the way to the Ninth Elder in the last seat.
Everyone he looked at averted their eyes slightly, lowered their heads, and hunched their necks like a flock of quail.
Yang Yong knew perfectly well that Mechanical City probably had trump cards even he, its Deputy City Lord, knew nothing about.
The Flesh Battery technology that had previously allowed ordinary people to use Curios was one of them.
He did not believe...
That Mechanical City had nothing besides conventional weapons and the Heaven-Opening Giant Axe.
A city this large, with so many years of accumulated resources, surely had more than one trump card.
But judging by the attitudes of the eight elders before him, they clearly had no intention of stepping forward.
Fine.
Yang Yong withdrew his gaze.
This time, it was for his own business anyway...
He was