Chapter 341: Storm

A sudden shocking change stunned everyone.

What is that?!

Fire! Fire and kill them!

On the throne, beneath the palace.

Urgent panic spread.

Instinctively, the trained soldiers hurriedly pulled the trigger.

Heavenly Human Form!

Lin An let out a low shout.

Holy golden spiritual energy suddenly appeared, blinding, suffocating holy light filled the entire palace.

Peerless overwhelming pressure shocked the soul.

Time seemed to pause.

Bolaka, seated on the throne, just raised his hands; Mark, kneeling below, his face twitched as if showing fear.

Shattered glass fragments reflected Dulandi's dazed eyes.

The soldiers' fingers had just touched the trigger.

In the instant before firing, Lin An's computational power surged to its peak.

After over a thousand calculations, his mental power split into countless fine threads, turning into telekinesis for object control.

Control the guns!

In Heavenly Human Form, every gesture is a skill.

No need to shatter their skulls—just reverse the gun barrels.

The gun barrels originally aimed at Lin An, under telekinesis, strangely lifted upward.

No!!

Suddenly, a huge change terrified them; the soldiers couldn't understand as they saw the gun barrels in their hands pointing at their own heads.

Like suicide, the trigger was pulled.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dense gunfire like a torrential rain sounded, clouds of blood mist exploded.

Powerful bullets easily pierced the skulls at close range.

Blood spattered, the corpses with shattered heads dyed the magnificent palace walls a bloody hue.

All the hundreds of soldiers who fired died instantly, killed by the gun barrels redirected by telekinesis.

A world without spiritual energy, without Awakened Ones.

As Lin An, far surpassing the Second Level, he is the symbol of invincibility.

Under the terrifying computational control of Heavenly Human Form, the telekinesis used for object control erupted with power comparable to a large-scale destructive skill.

Everyone was astonished.

They could not understand, nor could they accept the unbelievable sight before them.

What on earth is this power!!

How... how could this happen!!

The Heroic Lion Envoy, as if in a dream, with a glass cut at the corner of his eye, could only use one eye, fearfully looking at everything before him.

He saw Lin An exposing his true form without reservation.

Lin An, shrouded in rich spiritual energy, existed like a legend.

The question had not yet been spoken.

Suddenly, Lin An flashed a step, leaping into the air to stand in the void.

Beyond everyone's comprehension, vast rubble and shattered bulletproof glass were controlled by an invisible giant hand, turning into a rapidly spinning blade storm.

In the front of the storm, dark red blood abyss filled it.

Within ten minutes!

Kill all resisters!

I'll go catch a mouse.

A cold, domineering voice echoed throughout the venue.

Received!!

Zhang Tie, long starving, gave a feral laugh, then transformed into a massive black bear nearly three meters tall.

Boom!!

Continuous explosive cutting sounds rang out.

Lin An's icy eyes locked onto the man hiding underground—the true Bolaka.

Still want to escape?

In the blade storm at the forefront of the blood abyss, the hard jade stone floor was easily churned like butter.

Flying stone fragments, the shattered stones shot out like bullets.

Like drilling into the ground, a gap several meters in diameter instantly formed, exposing the underground alloy structure.

Whoosh!

The sound tore through the air.

Lin An's form flashed, directly charging underground.

Before leaving, he casually glanced at the 'Armored Warrior' Bolaka, who didn't know where to hide.

Squeak-creak.

Under telekinetic control, the metal armor protecting his body instantly deformed, squeezing the flesh beneath the armor into a lump of meat paste.

Ahhhhh!!

In extreme pain, Bolaka, who was wailing beside the throne, was pinched into a comical iron ball.

Over a hundred ladies covered their heads and crouched in fear, foolishly watching the former king turn into an iron ball.

Absurd and ridiculous.

Incomprehensible.

Bolaka cried out in agony as he collapsed, feeling his sanity about to break.

The supernatural power directly shattered his worldview.

He was clearly the Troy envoy—how did he suddenly become this terrifying existence!?

Is this even human!!?

Gunfire sputtered as troops outside the hall, unaware of what had happened, rushed to reinforce.

After Lin An confirmed that even the fake Bolaka couldn't escape, he nonchalantly charged underground.

Although it was likely fake, he still decided to crush its hands and feet first.

The rest of these people can be left to Zhang Tie and Gao Tian.

Believing that the repressed fury of Xiong Hanzi would give them an unforgettable 'performance'.

In the ruined hall, the black bear, grinning ferociously, stared at the male lion envoy trying to sneak away.

Occasionally fired bullets struck his face like flies, sparking.

Male Lion?

You want Laozi to kneel?

Huh?

The black bear stepped forward, then lifted the male lion envoy's head as easily as picking up a chick.

No...! No!!

I..

His liver and gall felt like they were about to burst.

The golden‑haired male lion envoy trembled all over, a rich smell of blood flooding his nostrils.

The sudden transformation of Zhang Tie into a black bear before his eyes filled him with terror.

How can a person turn into a bear!?

Its hair, hard as metal, deflected blades and bullets.

Compared to the vicious, brutal black bear on the outside, the post‑apocalypse zombie looked adorable by comparison.

Hey~ weren't you just acting all high and mighty?

Xiong Hanzi stared mockingly at the trembling male lion envoy, then with a slap pressed the man into the ground:

Come on, show me what kneeling is.

Crack.

Bones shattered; under the violence, the male lion envoy's legs collapsed like rotten stalks, his lower body turning into a pile of minced flesh.

Originally about 1.9 meters tall, he was suddenly shortened by half.

In excruciating pain, he could no longer hold back his wails.

The piercing screams made listeners' hearts race.

Damn, it's noisy.

bia-ji

Zhang Tie curled his lip, casually pressing the male lion envoy's screams into his chest.

The reinforcements outside the hall had arrived.

Kill him! Quick! Everyone open fire and kill him!

Call for troop support! Use artillery!

Dulandi, panicking, crawled out near the hall exit, pointing in terror at the black bear inside.

The strongest Lin An had already burrowed underground to capture Bolaka.

Before his eyes, the envoy team was reduced to just a black bear and one man.

The thousands of soldiers rushing back gave him a brief sense of safety.

On the other side of the hall, Marshal Mark, who had been dazed on the ground, finally came to his senses.

His thoughts raced—unexpectedly,

He did not choose to flee the hall; instead he hurriedly lay prone, preparing to play dead.

The black bear standing inside the hall turned its head, tilting it to look at the dense ranks of soldiers.

Gao Tian, how about we compete... to see who kills more?

Behind him, Gao Tian nodded helplessly.

He was only at the First Level—how could he hope to outdo Xiong Hanzi?

But it was less than a second.

As his words finished,

Having never seen such a monster‑like presence, the soldiers outside the hall nervously opened fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire roared, a hail of bullets like a line of fire engulfing the entire palace.