Jinling, Jinling, Jinling!
As people of Ancient Country, no one can forget the history of Jinling, nor can they forget the heinous crimes committed by Zhanpuneisi.
When Ling Yi was in this space-time, he seemed to hear countless wronged souls Roar in the air, and he seemed to see countless heroes fighting bravely on the battlefield.
Ling Yi's feelings were complicated at this moment. He was excited because in his previous life he had dreamed of returning to the national war countless times, fighting alongside the heroes of his predecessors to kill the bandits.
He was conflicted; he didn't know what methods to use to punish these wicked bandits.
The current Ling Yi can single-handedly cause a catastrophe, easily cutting through the battlefield and crushing bandits.
It can also forge invincible divine armor for warriors, making heroes invincible and Wushuang on the battlefield.
He could easily help the heroes win the war and drive out the bandits.
But Ling Yi felt that this wasn't enough; yes, it wasn't enough.
If it were to soothe the souls of heroes, if it were to calm the hearts of the dead, Ling Yi would willingly transform into a demon, his body stained with the blood of his enemies.
"Phew!" Ling Yi let out a soft breath and slowly walked down the mountain.
Ling Yi is currently located on a low hill outside Jinling City.
This place seems to have just been ravaged by war; the air is thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.
The deep crater blasted open by artillery fire, the bodies riddled with bullet holes—most of these bodies belonged to one side.
The losing side must have experienced a Combat where the strength was completely unequal.
Ling Yi felt a surge of frustration, unsure how to vent it.
As soon as Ling Yi arrived at the foot of the mountain, he heard the roar of vehicles coming from afar.
Immediately following was an endless line of trucks, one after another, roaring as they rounded a bend and came into Ling Yi's view.
Looking at the white flag with a red circle on the car, Ling Yi couldn't help but laugh.
"Hehe, this is really a surprise."
After a moment's hesitation, Ling Yi focused his mind on his Personal As-You-Wish Space, and in the blink of an eye, an extended, low-quality replica of a nine-barreled Gatling gun appeared in Ling Yi hand.
It's called a low-spec version because this so-called Gatling gun has no trigger, no bullet belt, and only two handles for carrying it with both hands.
Can this thing fire bullets? Of course it can.
In other people's hands, this might just be a toy, but in Ling Yi's hands, it's a weapon of slaughter.
Using his mind, Ling Yi placed the iron ball into the high-quality replica Gatling gun barrel from his Personal Space, and then released the compressed heat energy into the enclosed space behind it.
The immense pressure generated by the instantaneous release of heat energy propels the iron ball forward.
The basic principle is the same as how the high-pressure kinetic energy generated by the explosion of gunpowder propels a bullet.
However, Ling Yi didn't use gunpowder, but simply heat energy.
Ling Yi, carrying a cheap-looking Gatling gun, stood awkwardly in the middle of the road, his face filled with madness and cruelty.
Ling Yi's appearance naturally caught the attention of the bandits. Although they didn't know what Ling Yi was holding, they didn't dare to be careless.
Without hesitation, the thieves standing on either side of the truck raised their Charge and pulled the triggers at Ling Yi.
"Tap tap tap!"
However, the bloody scene he had imagined did not occur, which made the two thieves who fired the shots look at their Charge with some suspicion.
Inside the vehicle, a bespectacled officer roared at two soldiers.
Even after the two bandit soldiers emptied their magazines, they still couldn't harm each other in the slightest.
The bandit commander in the car was so angry that he cursed loudly, took out his pistol, stuck his head out, and fired several shots at Ling Yi.
The bandit commander immediately sensed something was wrong. He had great confidence in his marksmanship, and missing the first two shots could be attributed to a shaky hand.
If so many shots happen unexpectedly in a row, then it's no longer an accident.
At this moment, the convoy was not far from Ling Yi, and the bandit commander in the first car could even see the cruel smile on Ling Yi's face.
The bandit commander instinctively sensed something was wrong. The next moment, he saw Ling Yi grin and the nine-barreled, low-quality Gatling gun in his hand suddenly begin to spew flames.
"Boom boom boom..."
The deafening roar, like that of a cannon, carried terrifying destructive power and impact, smashing the front of the car to pieces.
It even managed to knock the moving truck sideways and cause it to roll backward.
The people inside the car were torn to pieces by the terrifying force, like a cannonball. The red and white fragments mixed with the car debris created a Masai.
Then, a series of violent explosions occurred; the attack had detonated the ammunition inside the vehicle.
The convoy behind them stopped the moment the gunshot rang out.
It must be said that these bandits were quite skilled in Combat.
A large number of soldiers quickly disembarked from the vehicles, using them as cover, and moved forward rapidly, preparing to concentrate their fire to kill Ling Yi.
After all, there's only one enemy. Even if it's incredibly powerful, how powerful can it really be?
The bandits clearly hadn't realized the gravity of the situation.
Ling Yi, like God of War, emerged from the Huoyan of the explosion carrying a weapon that seemed quite strange to the bandits.
Upon seeing Ling Yi emerge, the bandits almost instinctively began firing at Ling Yi.
However, the bullets fired at Ling Yi were automatically stored in his Personal Space, and could not cause Ling Yi any harm at all.
"Hehehe, it's me, Ling Yi, here to collect my debt!" Ling Yi laughed heartily.
With a thought, the booming sound like cannons rang out again.
To be honest, the power of his low-quality replica of the nine-barreled Gatling gun was truly beyond expectations.
Any vehicle hit by it would leave a huge hole; it would be as fragile as paper, blasted into pieces in the blink of an eye.
If the blow landed on a bandit, half of their body would be gone.
Seeing the bandits reduced to a Tuantuan mess of Masai, Ling Yi felt a surge of exhilaration.
Such a Masai scene would make Ling Yi uncomfortable in any other setting, but with bandits, Ling Yi felt no discomfort whatsoever.
After all, in Ling Yi's eyes, these bandits were no longer human, but a group of devils.
The weapon in Ling Yi's hand spewed out long tongues of fire, and a deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Ling Yi attacked as he advanced.
At this moment, Ling Yi finally realized that the bandits he had attacked were likely a large transport convoy.
The shipment carried not only weapons and ammunition, but also soldiers.
Although Ling Yi didn't understand war, he knew that it was rare to see such a large transport convoy on the battlefield.
"I'm really lucky!" Ling Yi couldn't help but laugh.
Ling Yi now knows what he is meant to do in this time and space: he is to become the bandits' nightmare, to make them live in constant fear.
He wanted to make these bandits tremble with fear at the mere mention of his name.
This convoy consisted of a hundred trucks, each loaded with ammunition and soldiers.
And since this is Jinling, it's easy to imagine where these munitions will ultimately end up.
Thinking of this, Ling Yi became even more frenzied, his blood boiling, and his killing intent becoming uncontrollable.
At this moment, Ling Yi felt as if he wasn't alone, but rather as if countless figures were standing behind him.
Some of them were Charge with guns, some were waving machetes, and some were raising flags. Ling Yi could even faintly hear the sound of Charge.
Ling Yi's speed increased rapidly, almost Keep Running as he rampaged through the bandits, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.
In a short period of time, more than 30 vehicles were blown up, and nearly 100 bandits were reduced to Masai.
The bandits finally lost their courage. Faced with an enemy they couldn't kill and those terrifying weapons, they finally lost the will to Combat.
The thieves behind them tried to escape in a car, but how could Ling Yi allow that?
These bandits must all die; each one who survives may bring harm to the ancient city behind them in the future.
Ling Yi wouldn't allow it.
He turned his gun around and shot whoever drove off first.
Ling Yi's low-quality replica of the nine-barreled Gatling gun is not only loud and powerful, but its range is also beyond imagination.
In half an hour, a hundred vehicles were reduced to pieces, and more than a thousand bandits were killed; not a single one escaped.
As for the ammunition on the vehicle, it was completely destroyed.
These more than one hundred trucks were now lined up along the road, burning, and from a distance, they looked like a string of lit oil lamps.
Such a commotion naturally alerted Jinling.
Soon, a group of twenty bandits came running from the direction of Jinling to check the situation, only to be instantly shattered into pieces by Ling Yi.
After dealing with this group of scouts, another group arrived from the direction of Jinling.
However, this group of people were not bandits. Although they were dressed as ordinary civilians, they were all equipped with sophisticated weapons.
Even the worst weapon is Charge.
These people were clearly soldiers disguised as ordinary people, and they all appeared to be highly trained elites.
But Ling Yi didn't want to deal with these people.
Ling Yi's target was merely bandits, not people from this time and space.
They won't stay in this space-time for very long.
To be precise, Ling Yi came to this time and space to collect a debt. By the time his thoughts are clear, the Spacetime Energy will probably be almost fully collected again.
Then I will leave this world.
Ling Yi will not allow this spacetime to be affected by other spacetimes, just like the Great Song spacetime and the Great Tang spacetime.
Of course, before he left, he would do his best to prepare a grand gift for those respectable, lovable, and great people in this time and space.
Ling Yi took a deep look at these people, and as he walked, the Iron Man Armor he had previously DIYed automatically put on his body.
The next moment, crimson Huoyan erupted from beneath his feet, shooting straight into the sky.
It was broad daylight, and the group of people who rushed over witnessed Ling Yi flying away.
Ling Yi was too fast; they only saw a bright silver humanoid creature fly away.
After seeing the footage, everyone gasped in shock.
The scene was truly horrific.
"This is the bandit's transport caravan. I never expected them to be wiped out here. Without these supplies, the bandits in Jinling are no threat at all," one of them said excitedly.
"Strange, what kind of weapon caused this damage?" one of the young men, wearing glasses and looking rather thin, asked curiously after examining the damage.
"What was that in the sky just now? Was it a person?"
"Or perhaps it's God!"
"Who cares who he is, as long as he's fighting bandits."
"Could it be a newly developed, mysterious weapon?"
"Whatever it is, quickly clean up the battlefield, take everything usable, we need to get out of here fast, the bandits from Jinling will be here soon."
"Yes, Commander!"