Chapter 506

Ah this?

This really has Axibao totally dazed.

——What are they trying to do? Could it be they want to kill their teammates as a token of surrender to me?

No, they can all respawn, so why……

Forget it, never mind, as long as I have the advantage it's fine!

But after this accident, Axibao isn't in a rush to start killing.

Be careful; wait until that shell hits the tank, assess the situation, then decide how to proceed.

So he skillfully used the Wind Control Technique to minutely adjust his position, lifting his height like a fluttering butterfly, delaying his fall.

——Hehe, maybe I can even save a strike!

However, it was precisely his sneaky thought of wanting to save that strike that formed the final piece of this domino chain.

Because the shell fired from the Downhill Tiger vehicle crew was precisely the magic-breaking shell that had been swapped into the second position.

And the mage player who released the earth shield technique beside the machine gun, in a place Axibao couldn't see, was holding two large purple crystals!

Note, the magical shield burned out due to overload, not because its energy ran out and it shut down automatically.

So the batteries of these two devices, or rather the crystals holding the magic, are unharmed and can still be used normally; only part of their charge has been depleted.

Thus just now, the vehicle captain and Lu vehicle captain reached a cooperation; simultaneously swapping the next shell for a magic-breaking shell, they each listed their vehicle's magic crystals on the shop via a private link,

No matter whom the wolf prince attacks, the attacked vehicle captain will buy the other's listed crystal, placing together the two high-energy magic crystals containing great power.

And this new-model tank's crew totals four people: besides the standard vehicle captain, gunner, and driver, there is also a mage player skilled in magic, responsible for inspecting and maintaining the shield generator.

As long as he pokes out of the tank to act as a target and fuse, we can bind the two crystals and all the shells on the tank together, squeezing out a super-large magic crystal shrapnel shell!

Exactly, they're going to blow up with Axibao!

This is a desperate, last-resort plan devised by the two vehicle captains in a split second; as soldiers, they must preserve the Silla people's bottom line at any cost.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this determination that the cunning wolf prince, in order to adjust his posture, almost continuously uses the Wind Control Technique.

Thus, when the magic-breaking shell contacts the mage player's body, the chain reaction that proliferates like cancer cells likewise ensnares Axibao.

But before that……

Boom——!!

The mage player serving as the fuse instantly, like being snapped by Thanos, turned to flying ash, and the two high-energy magic crystals in his hand were likewise 'ignited' together.

The ensuing surge of chaotic magical energy washed over, after tearing the other three crew members into minced meat, began a frenzied expansion inside the relatively sealed tank.

Next came continually rising temperature and pressure; finally, when the tank's hull was about to burst, the ammunition depot ignited from the heat, initiating a classic sympathetic detonation.

Although all this seems complex, it actually occurred in an instant, leaving Axibao no time to react; a dangerous blood-red shockwave mixed with shrapnel slammed hard into his body.

"Pfft!"

Flesh tore, chest cavity collapsed; if he hadn't shielded himself quickly, a flying armor fragment would have nearly gouged out his eye.

As for his main body, it was blasted away like a kite with its string cut, dark red blood trickling from his ear canal, violent shaking making his whole skull feel as if it were trembling, so his landing had no cushion whatsoever, his several-hundred-pound body slamming hard onto the ground.

Moreover, it's not over; who told him to idle about showing off with magic? The chain reaction has already reached his body, a searing heat surging up his meridians, about to detonate his sea of consciousness.

However, just as this seventieth-level expert was about to capsize in a gutter, his brains burned dry by the magic-breaking reaction and his skull about to explode, the wolf fang hanging from his chest suddenly emitted a blue light.

This is a fang from the ancient wolf god; the great wolf god, even after death and disappearance, still protects every wolf descendant—for instance, at this crucial moment manifesting its spirit to recall his consciousness.

Exactly, who thinks killing a prince is that easy?

We can't let players equip the legendary blade Siming while denying the boss a mercury curved blade, can we?

"!!!"

Axibao's thoughts instantly returned; the tough silver bloodline of the steppe wolf clan and his battle-forged robust physique immediately began self-healing.

But the damage from the chain reaction is devastating; his meridians glow red, his blood boils, he feels his entire right arm about to explode from burning.

Moreover, those several crimson lines, like fingers tugging at his life, relentlessly climb upward amidst the blazing life force's encirclement and interception.

If they were to crawl into his brain, it would be all over!

So.

Go? Stay?

Lose the arm……

Keep the life!

No wonder he's a hardcore tough guy; Axibao instantly made the resolve to sever his own arm like a warrior.

But before he could swing the giant blade, a shell struck his body.

——That's the Downhill Tiger rushing in to deliver the finishing blow!

Actually, Quan Yunye had already ordered the driver to leave as soon as he confirmed the friendly unit's sympathetic detonation had successfully blown up the wolf prince.

After all, he didn't think a seventieth-level master who could wander Marvel and become a familiar face could be killed by his own little trick.

But you can't…… no, you damn…… we've made such a huge sacrifice! So many died! You……

You just hit the ground, and you can pat your dust and stand up like nothing happened?

Axiba, unforgivable!

So after seeing this in the periscope that made him both angry and afraid, trembling all over, he quickly changed his order.

"We can't let Lu brothers' sacrifice be in vain; we'll fight back, loyalty! honor!"

Good commanders lead good troops; since the vehicle captains are such heroes, the Downhill Tiger vehicle crew's gunner is naturally a fine fellow as well.

Even if the driver has the tank speeding near takeoff, as long as the general direction stays unchanged, he can still accurately pull the trigger after aiming.

Especially when hitting such a large, stationary target, there's not even a chance of missing.

So although they don't know what the wolf prince is up to, they objectively hindered his self-rescue.

Quan Yunye feared he would recover, and so directly ordered the gunner to fire rapidly without cease.

Give me a hard hit, hit! Hit until we run out of shells, hit until we ourselves blow up!

No problem, I'm stuck here today!

Now the whole crew is fired up; the maintenance staff who were already outside set up their machine gun and swept wildly, while Qunyunye also took out a rocket launcher and hand grenades and blasted away.

If they weren't liable to run away at any moment, the driver really couldn't leave his position; he'd probably have to pull out his gun and fire a shot.

But it's a pity that smoke without injury is an iron law; their enthusiastic finishing blows are hardly different from a child wielding a dagger to cut plate armor, attempting to murder a knight.

So while they were busy going all-out, a serrated blade flashing with cold light suddenly flew out of the rolling smoke and dust.

It happened to strike a shell that had just been fired from the gun barrel, and in the explosion the blade cut the tank's rear hull clean in half together with the shell.

"You ants, you're looking for death!"

Axibao, filled with endless hatred, swung his giant shield, cutting through the smoke and dust, and walked out from the brink of death.

Although he hadn't died, he was now miserable beyond measure, his whole body covered in wounds, and even one arm was completely gone.

Indeed, he ultimately endured the humans' relentless bombardment, chopped off his own arm with a blade, and in the roaring gunfire raised a shield, thereby regaining his footing.

So.

"You bunch of ants, you actually drove me to this state!"

Axibao was clearly past his breaking point; he flung the blood still dripping from his body, took a couple of steps to the tank's wreckage, and grabbed Qunyunye, who had lost both legs but miraculously was still alive.

"You ant, do you have any last words?"

"Haha, I won't die..."

He composed his expression and spoke seriously.

"Werewolf, this is the first time we've defeated you, and I guarantee the next time will be your death."

Axibao didn't answer; instead, a big grin slowly split his face, and he clenched his five fingers tightly.

Too bad that after players die their bodies vanish instantly, so the toothpaste only appeared for a moment and then disappeared.

Having finished his revenge, Axibao looked around and weakly plopped down onto the ground.

These humans are truly far stronger than he imagined……

Where on earth did they come from, and how did they just appear out of nowhere on this vast barbaric wild?

Is it related to Sunlight City?

Is it related to the Radiant People?

Is it related to any other faction?

There are too many questions, but now is not the time to dwell on them.

Bearing the pain, he rummaged through the medicines on his person and simply took out the captured Rejuvenation IV.

With a gulp, the medicinal liquid went down his throat; just as he was about to bandage his wound, he felt a strange sweet fragrance welling up in his throat.

"Huh?"

As that sweet aroma spread, a vigorous vitality flowed from his stomach into his limbs and bones.

In an instant his five viscera grew lustrous, his meridians opened; if it weren't for his already abundant qi and blood, virtually free of impurity, he'd probably have had his pores all over his body spurting out.

Even in a daze he felt his severed arm was about to regrow; fortunately this medicine cannot actually raise the dead and heal flesh and bone, otherwise the Khan would have seriously aided the enemy.

"Good heavens, is this medicine really that potent?"

He smacked his lips, regretting that he had drunk it too fast; if he could have slowed down, he could have savored the flavor more.

Moreover, it's a pity that although the Yangyue World does indeed possess means for limb regeneration, in this mountain forest he alone could certainly not achieve it.

So after a moment's thought, he decided to retrace his steps, first rendezvousing with his subordinate guards; the rest… we'll talk about later!

But on the way back, he felt increasingly that something was off; accompanied by the roaring of a powerful instinct, Axibao's speed beneath his feet also grew ever faster.

Although the humans' bombardment looked lively, the guards were still guards; of the hundreds of wolf-men, actually less than half were killed in the blast, and most of the troops managed to escape alive.

Furthermore, when they set out they carried supplies, including medicine, in excess; thus as long as they received timely treatment, even if they had only a breath left, they ought to be able to survive.

But when he finally reached the clearing behind the valley, what greeted him was not his loyal guards; instead he found only a ground littered with corpses in miserable death.

Indeed, just like the human soldiers he had brutally slain before, while he was wantonly taking revenge, not far away all of his guards had also been killed.

"What the heck is this... huh?"

He suddenly sidestepped, dodging the lightning that fell from the sky.

He looked up and saw a figure clad in black-and-white iron armor, with lightning coiling all over his body.

As everyone knows, one who wields lightning as a means is no ordinary person, so Axibao did not act rashly but instead probed with a stone.

"Who are you?"

That person might be addicted to pretending to be cool; he didn't rush to answer, but descended slowly from the air like a deity descending.

"I? I am thunderman!"

"Thun... thunder person?"

"Actually it should be Thunderbolt Hero... ah, forget it, call me whatever you like, come, take another hit from me!"

Thunderbolt Hero raised both hands, white light flashing, and another two bolts of lightning struck down from his palms.

"You dare to brandish your petty trick before an expert!"

These two bolts of lightning are no trivial matter; an ordinary existence of level fifty would surely be embarrassed trying to catch them.

But although Axibao is wounded, he is not someone that a mere level fifty-three person can deal with.

So he shouted angrily, added a buff, and with a single-arm blade motion he casually tore the lightning net apart, then backhanded a blade wind at the figure above.

"Ah, that fast?"

Although that Thunderbolt Hero's techniques are formidable, his combat experience is obviously lacking.

He was slow by several beats, barely managing to condense another ball of lightning, hoping to use it to block the Wolf Prince's blade wind.

But the Wolf Prince's blade isn't something he can just block; that ball of lightning was instantly shattered, and the blade wind slammed hard into his face.

However, unexpectedly, the armor on him was truly sturdy; I don't know how much refined gold and secret silver were used in its forging.

Although the helmet shattered completely, it still absorbed all the kinetic energy, allowing him to take that blow head-on.

And beneath the cracked strange mask lay a face known to everyone worldwide—at least to anyone who follows current events and often surfs the internet.

In White Eagle, he was a lawless mogul who bought an old‑school social network, switched its classic blue logo to black just so he could boast freely as an internet giant.

And in distant Huaxia, for various reasons, he also had an even louder epithet.

——Source God!