Chapter 575: Ascending to Heaven

Lin An's status is too high.

He could only regard Lin An as a powerful ascetic practitioner who had fortuitously risen from some remote area?

Although somewhat puzzled, the commander had no choice but to steel himself and quickly explain:

"The monsters carrying these blood corpses have no means of attack."

"Moreover, such a blood-corpses legion falling from high altitude does not possess the ability to launch 'flames'."

"Only those attacking from the ground have that."

"As for how to intercept..."

"You just need to wait patiently here; it'll be our turn soon!"

"Huh?"

Lin An raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and didn't ask further.

His own identity is still quite useful.

Intercept... in the absence of gunpowder.

Besides using the ancient ultimate technological marvel, the bed crossbow, to intercept, what else can we do?

Ascetic Practitioners?

Having dissected ascetic practitioners and learned more over the past few days, Lin An also concluded that most ascetic practitioners, rather than being able to fly, actually possess levitation ability.

That flight speed can be called turtle-speed.

They can't even maneuver flexibly.

Expecting ascetic practitioners to intercept high-speed falling blood corpses like anti-aircraft guns is no different than an old lady defending against James.

As for another point.

From the moment the transport plane appeared, he wondered why they didn't just bomb from high altitude.

What use is a higher city wall?

Unless they treat ascetic practitioners as a 'shield,' but that couldn't protect such a large stretch of city wall.

But according to the commander, the blood corpses actually come in two types.

Aren't blood corpses self-replicating?

Did his judgment go wrong?

Actually, they have many categories?

With a string of doubts in mind, the counterattack from the ascetic practitioners also swiftly unfolded.

"1478, 9881, 2544-number ascetic practitioners.."

"Launch the Ascend-Heaven Device!"

A string of numbers was reported from the mouth of the ascetic practitioner numbered 176.

All the numbers were in the thousands.

Whether for efficiency or not, the ascetic practitioners, aside from when facing those with the very first numbers, would choose to address by name or title.

Under normal circumstances, they simply address each other by number.

Among the hundreds of ascetic practitioners, the selected ones, expressionless, floated directly into several devices resembling catapults.

Lin An, hearing the sound, instinctively looked over, slightly startled.

Are we about to start the interception?

What are these people... planning to do?

Under the perception of his spreading mental force, the ground-attacking blood corpses continuously spewed firepower toward the walltop.

Fortunately, the city wall's height was sufficient, and moreover, having ascetic practitioners serve as meat shields to resist the explosions.

Otherwise, the soldiers responsible for launching the bed crossbows on the walltop would have already been blown up.

But regardless, many soldiers were still killed or wounded by the explosions.

After a simple deduction, at most fifteen minutes, the defending side would soon lose its 'air-defense capability.'

People can be replaced if they die, but the bed crossbow, once destroyed, cannot be repaired in a short time.

Upon noticing the strange name 'Ascend-Heaven Device,' Lin An instinctively used his mental power to examine it closely.

It's an ordinary catapult, but inside there are quite a few...

Shells with their tails removed?

"Lin Dui, what are these guys planning to do?"

Leaning in, Xiong Hanzi glanced furtively at the ascetic practitioners diving into the Ascend-Heaven Device; he had just received the task to intercept outside the city.

But it's not his turn yet.

Lin An didn't reply, merely smiling suddenly.

Kind of interesting.

Indeed, no matter where, when faced with life-or-death, humans will burst forth with peculiar creativity.

"Just watch; maybe you'll have to try it later…"

Replying offhand, Lin An withdrew his mental power, awaiting the activation of the so-called Ascend-Heaven Device interception apparatus.

All that could be seen was the ascetic practitioner who had plunged into the catapult, expressionlessly, quickly pulling out several blood holes from his own body.

His technique was practiced; in just a few seconds, he had 'inlaid' the shells, with their balance devices removed, into his limbs and chest.

Afterward, everyone again embraced a tactical missile captured from the blood corpses.

"Fire!!"

At the command, the soldier controlling the Ascend-Heaven Device suddenly raised his axe and chopped through the rope holding the Ascend-Heaven Device.

"Whoosh!"

Whoosh!

Like a stone-throwing projectile, the ascetic practitioners originally seated in the stone-launching area flew like cannonballs, swiftly soaring into the high sky.

The launching force was clearly insufficient; upon reaching mid-air, the speed rapidly decreased.

As if they had experienced this many times before.

The ascetic practitioners flying toward mid-air without hesitation ignited the explosives on their left foot, then raised their heads to lock onto the transport aircraft in the high sky.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!!

A series of rhythmic explosions sounded; under the thrust generated by the explosions, the ascetic practitioners whose speed had slowed instantly gained reverse thrust, shooting toward the transport aircraft like an arrow released from a bow.

The entire thigh was completely blown apart.

But under the ascetic practitioners' unique ability, they recovered again.

Occasionally, when a blood corpse falling head-on tried to attack them, this group of ascetic practitioners would without hesitation detonate explosives again, adjusting their position.

Explosions, acceleration, left hand, right hand...

The shattered limbs fell from the high sky like fragments.

Kind of interesting...

Lin An muttered softly, unable to help but marvel at the inventor's creativity.

My dear...

Xiong Hanzi, who was watching along, stared blankly, clicking his tongue in disbelief.

This is literally a genuine human flesh cannonball...

If flying too slow, hug the explosives to accelerate.

If not flying high enough, blast oneself into the sky.

If lacking agility, use the explosives embedded on the limbs to instantly change direction.

These ascetic practitioners are hardly human anymore; they've clearly become suicide attackers...

Human flesh combat aircraft.

If nothing unexpected happens...

Lin An raised his head to watch the ascetic practitioners rapidly approaching the transport aircraft, realizing what they intended to do.

Boom!!

In unison, they shouted angrily.

In the high sky.

This group of sky-flying ascetic practitioners had already come extremely close to the floating transport aircraft.

At the same moment they received the order, they firmly pressed the most powerful tactical missile in their arms against the transport aircraft's outer armor.

They were not trying to intercept the incessantly falling blood corpses; they were directly targeting these aerial vehicles.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A deafening explosion came from the high sky, and the scorching flames engulfed the blood corpses' transport aircraft.

Black smoke rose.

Scattered shrapnel pierced the engine mechanism.

The aerial transport aircraft, hit by the blast, could no longer maintain balance and tilted downward as it fell.

Just like the setting sun behind the mountains.