Chapter 361: Bombardment

Kerel Safe Zone airspace.

As the black dot descended faster and faster, everyone inexplicably felt a strange eeriness rise in their hearts.

If it keeps falling, it'll probably splatter into a pile of meat paste, right?

Bolaka has been bluffing for so long, and this is it?

Jin Hancheng lay listlessly on the chair at the top of the castle, a chilled glass of wine beside him, feeling bitterly disappointed.

An attendant behind him held a parasol, gently fanning himself.

The military aircraft from Troy in the sky had already turned back, its flustered look as if slowing down meant it couldn't escape.

While pondering, he even wondered whether he should cast a net to catch the idiot jumping from the sky, capture him, and then humiliate him.

What is Bolaka trying to do?

Losing his mind, going to all that trouble, his bragging shattered, just jumping out of the plane in front of everyone and laughing himself to death?

On the reconnaissance post outside the city, several reconnaissance officers holding tracking camera equipment glanced casually at the screen.

"Isn't this person in the video supposed to be able to fly?"

"Could it be that Bolaka has come to his senses again, his bragging blown too big, and simply let this kid jump out of the plane to commit suicide?"

"He's about to hit the ground..."

Before the words finished, the mocking reconnaissance officer who turned his head suddenly saw a flash of odd color on his companion's face.

"What's up?"

"Why aren't you speaking?"

No response.

Another reconnaissance officer anxiously shifted his gaze back and forth between the sky and the screen.

After confirming he wasn't seeing things, he pointed incredulously at the pair of eyes on the screen:

"Eyes... eyes! Blue... blue!"

"He... he's looking at me!!"

The greatly magnified tracking screen, as a rare top-tier device of a major force, is usually used to capture high-speed footage.

In the image, a pair of dark blue eyes devoid of any emotion seemed to sense someone watching.

Those eyes actually shifted their gaze slightly, coldly fixing on him.

The man operating the machine felt a chill run through his body.

Though they were ten thousand meters apart, making it impossible to see himself.

Yet he felt those eyes were terrifyingly formidable, as if they had crossed the distance, like a top-chain predator gazing down at an ant.

Before his companion beside him could look back at the screen.

Under the gaze of millions, the black dot plummeting from high altitude abruptly halted in midair.

Uncanny, defying reason.

When a scene violating natural law appeared, everyone's hearts surged with strong unease and dazedness.

The shift from rapid descent to stillness felt like an oncoming high-speed train silently stopping in place.

Just as they realized what was happening.

"Celestial Human Form!"

In an instant, radiant light burst forth.

Lin An's body blazed with golden light, his whole person enveloped in rich spiritual energy, as if he were a divine spirit walking the sky.

Under the blazing sun, a new sun rose, its holy golden radiance surpassing the boundary of human color imagination.

When supernatural power appeared in the video as reality, when legends shattered the walls of reality.

All sounds ceased.

Everyone strained to lift their heads, gazing at the tiny yet terrifyingly powerful figure in the sky.

A second's pause, like the deathly silence before judgment.

Castle rooftop.

"Bang"

The wine cup shattered.

Jin Hancheng stared incredulously at the holy light thousands of meters high; his palm, crushed by the broken glass, was cut by a tiny wound.

Fear and shock were written on his face.

Crimson blood flowed from his fingertips, yet he felt nothing.

Run!

Run!

Run as far as you can!

After years of life-and-death struggle following the disaster, he ascended the throne as ruler.

Intense unease filled his spirit.

His most trusted sixth sense frantically warned him.

Run! If you don't run now, you'll die!

Losing his former composure, he turned and fled in panic, not daring to glance back even once.

The attendant behind him had not yet turned, staring in bewilderment at his monarch's embarrassed flight.

Though Lin An had not yet made a move, under the inexplicable deathly pressure, he felt every cell in his body trembling.

His teeth chattered, he shivered.

Before fleeing, he shut his eyes tightly without looking back and screamed loudly.

On the castle anti-air position, after the soldiers briefly lost focus, all that could be heard was Jin Hancheng forcing out a sharp scream from his throat:

"Fire! Fire ah!!"

They instinctively obeyed.

The trigger clicked.

Over 300 anti-aircraft guns fired simultaneously, a dense rain of bullets roared.

"Sword Prison!"

At kilometer-high altitude, Lin An's eyes flashed with silver light.

Under the full-force eruption of the celestial human form, the trajectories of the bullets shot at high speed were clearly visible, and vast amounts of data, without pause, were aggregated into minimalist combat information.

Everything slowed down.

"Hum-"

White light suddenly appeared.

One sword, two swords, six swords, twelve swords...

Thirty-six alloy long swords from the Bolaka National Treasury instantly appeared around him, then spun at high speed like blooming sword flowers.

Under the dazzling light, the silver‑glinting sword blades turned into a piercing sword net blocking ahead.

"Ding ding ding.. ding!!"

Cold weapons clashed with technology, reality collided with the supernatural.

The dense metal storm, like a fire dragon's spray, was completely blocked; metal clashes produced dazzling sparks that exploded in the high air.

Under peak combat strength, the controlled sword net advanced like a death prison, unimpeded and resolute.

In the high sky, the swaying long dragon formed of bullet rain was powerlessly suppressed back.

"Rocket launcher!! Fire the rocket launcher, come on!!"

The position commander's hoarse shout was heart‑rending; he ran across the position with a terrified expression, the piercing impact sound from above making his scalp go numb.

"Anti‑air missiles! Don't hold back—blow him up for me!!"

"All out! Everyone go together, come on!!"

The military officer in charge of command, trembling all over, began to shout loudly.

"Fire coverage! Shoot him down for me!!!!"

The man from high altitude gave them a great sense of threat.

Originally a tactical missile against space‑air forces, it became their only sense of safety.

"Can blow him up..."

"Will definitely be able to blow him up..."

In panic, they muttered to themselves.

Thousands of rocket shells, precious anti‑air elite missiles, can definitely blow him up!

The commander on the position shoved aside the pallid soldier, climbed into the rocket launcher's firing chamber, and frantically pressed the red button.

Only by venting violent firepower could his fear be eased.

It's just a pity that Lin An didn't give them a chance to counterattack.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In less than a breath, over a thousand tons of high explosive dispersed into 120 polymer portions, propelled by telekinesis, screaming toward each position.

With strong telekinesis as the primary propulsion, Lin An in the high sky actually became a space‑air battleship.

Bombarding the earth.