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...Divider line, divider line.
The B-12 ruins, once the heart of a bustling old-world city, are now completely eroded by the mana ecosystem. The towering building remains are covered with thick organic spores and wriggling tentacles, and the concentration of carmine in the air is suffocatingly high.
"Shadow Guards, all troops, attack!" Mark gave the order and was the first to lead the charge.
Immediately afterwards, three hundred silver-gray figures descended from the sky in a dense and orderly fashion, like dumplings being dropped into a pot. The blue and white exhaust flames from their thrusters almost formed a continuous line, creating a spectacular scene.
The sheer volume of life essence gathered together was like cold water being poured into boiling oil, causing the entire ruins to boil.
"Hiss hiss hiss... Ho ho ho ho ho!"
A variety of chilling hisses rang out from all directions, and countless snakes, dogs, and salamanders surged out of the shadows, underground, and dilapidated buildings, like a gray tide of death rushing towards the crowd.
In the distance, one could even hear the muffled roar of the earth gathering energy and the unique, mentally disruptive roar of the Flower Calyx Beast.
"Form ranks and fire freely!"
Mark's voice was incredibly calm, and dozens of high-value targets and threat vectors were instantly marked on his mech's HUD.
The battle breaks out instantly!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
What does it mean to fire three hundred Hummingbird electromagnetic laser guns simultaneously?
In an instant, the blue energy beam, like a violent storm, enveloped the first wave of beasts that charged forward.
The dense beams of light almost formed a real hail of bullets.
"Puff puff!"
Cool! ! ! ! !
The dozens of snake-dogs and salamanders at the forefront were instantly torn apart and killed by countless energy beams before they even had a chance to scream.
The hard bone armor was as fragile as paper in the face of dense energy attacks.
[Points +150]
[Points +150]
[Points +1000]
[Points +300]...
"This is so...so awesome!"
A shadow soldier, firing and shouting excitedly, was experiencing a completely different kind of overwhelming combat experience compared to the cautiousness he had felt a month ago. He was gradually beginning to appreciate the joy of battle.
"Don't let your guard down, conserve your energy, and alternate firing!"
Veterans remain calm and efficiently eliminate their targets.
Mark took the lead, and the End Watcher mech charged into the horde of beasts. The high-frequency particle vibration blade switched to its giant sword form, injected energy, and slammed into the ground!
"boom!"
A shockwave that shattered the ground spread violently forward in a fan-shaped area, instantly shattering the bone armor of more than a dozen Devouring Beasts within its range. They were thrown about by the shockwave and were then engulfed by a dense beam of light shooting from behind.
Ran Bing's Frost Oath Guardians were like mobile fortresses, with ice crystal shields protecting the shadow soldiers on the flanks from the red energy waves spewed by the earth roar. Occasionally, they would fire freezing bullets, freezing a large snake-dog into an ice sculpture, which was then shattered by concentrated fire.
"Flying Snow, 11 o'clock, high ground, two ground grenades!" Mo Cheng shouted, firing his dual pistols precisely at the targets.
"receive."
Feixue's calm voice came through.
The electromagnetic sniper cannon behind the Night Chaser was slightly adjusted.
"Bang, bang!"
Two almost overlapping loud bangs, two earth roars that were gathering energy on the distant high ground, their vocal sacs instantly burst and collapsed.
Erica's Storm Shark was the most ferocious source of firepower, its twin electromagnetic machine guns roaring wildly, forming two metallic whips that swept down rows of Devouring Beasts that dared to approach.
The missile pods on the shoulders lit up intermittently, and miniature guided missiles roared out, accurately targeting those that quietly approached or individual large Devouring Beasts.
The battle was a one-sided massacre.
Chapter 159: The Abyss Plan
The Shadow Soldiers formed groups of three, back to back providing cover for each other, while the Hummingbird Electromagnetic Laser Guns fired continuously, creating a fire network with no blind spots.
Occasionally, a Devouring Beast would break through the fire net and get close, and the Shadow Soldier would not hesitate to draw the electromagnetic laser sword from his back.
"brush!!!"
Golden light blades lit up, easily slicing through the bodies of the Devouring Beasts. The 400% power amplification from the nanopulses made their slashes effortless.
[Points +500]
[Points +1200]
[Points +800]...
The notification sounds for earning points almost formed a pleasant melody, which pleased Chen Yuan greatly.
After the battle, the Devouring Beasts in this area were wiped out, leaving behind broken corpses and remains everywhere.
"Take stock of the results," Mark ordered solemnly.
"Report to the captain: The first area has been cleared. Preliminary estimates indicate that more than 800 Devouring Beasts of various types have been killed, with no casualties." A soldier immediately reported.
Mark nodded. "Very good. Move on to the next area. Today, we're going to completely clear this wasteland."
The three hundred Shadow Guards once again transformed into a steel torrent, advancing deeper into the ruins under the leadership of Mark and his five companions.
After the battle, all that remained were points and shattered wreckage.
This hunting feast lasted from dawn until nightfall.
Chen Yuan found it strange. Mana's ecological will seemed to be making no move, but the more it did so, the more uneasy he felt. Perhaps it was brewing something big, and then it would unleash it.
Huh? Pull??
Chen Yuan looked at the latest statistics on the system screen: [Total survival points earned today: 184650 points.]
The harvest of one day was almost equivalent to the total amount he had painstakingly accumulated over two months when he first arrived in the wasteland.
And this is just the beginning.
This 300-strong Shadow Legion will become the sharpest sword in Chen Yuan's hand, clearing obstacles for him.
“It’s time… to carry out the Abyss Watcher Project!” Chen Yuan muttered to himself.
……
The following day, at the Lighthouse Laboratory.
Chen Yuan sat lazily on the sofa in the center of the observation room, his gaze fixed through the reinforced glass on the ancient civilization armor exuding an ominous aura in the main laboratory—the Abyss Walker.
The armor was vertically fixed in the center of a complex circular instrument, its entire body a matte black, as if it could absorb all the surrounding light.
Its appearance is ferocious, full of non-human alien aesthetics, completely different from the technological style of the Lighthouse and even the humans on the ground, and belongs to the category of biological armor.
The armor's surface was covered with patterns resembling biological keratin, while the joints were made of a dark red, lava-like material, occasionally with a faint light flowing within, like a sleeping pulse.
According to limited information provided by Dr. Carrie, this armor most likely comes from a lost ancient civilization, and may even be related to the origin of the Mana ecosystem.
It is not simply protective equipment. Preliminary research indicates that this armor can resonate deeply with the wearer's life essence, and even extract and utilize life essence.
Lord Morgan sealed it away back then because the risks were too high, but Chen Yuan just wanted to figure some things out, so he carried out this plan.
The laboratory door opened, and two Shadow Guards escorted Charles inside.
At this moment, Charles was wearing a thin white lab coat, his face was pale, but his eyes were unusually calm.
Since learning of Morgan's death, he seemed to have become a different person; his former arrogance and hypocrisy were replaced by a melancholic resolve.
"Lord, the test subject has been brought here," the Shadow Guard reported.
Chen Yuan remained expressionless and said calmly, "Dr. Carrie, let's begin."
Just then, a commotion broke out outside the laboratory.
"Let me in... Lord, I beg you."
Outside the door, it was actually the voice of the Lightbringer, Vatican.
She was agile and broke free from the soldiers blocking her way, rushing to the door of the observation room, only to be firmly blocked by the Shadow Guards.
The usual coldness and arrogance had vanished from Vatican's face, replaced by pleading.
"Lord, please... spare him, and find someone else to experiment on!"
Vatican's voice choked with emotion, "Past experiments have proven the danger of those who are near the abyss. You cannot send Lord Charles to his death."
Chen Yuan frowned and gestured for the Shadow Guards to loosen their grip slightly.
He walked to the door of the observation room and looked at Vatican, who was kneeling on the ground: "Oh, do you have any better suggestions, Vatican?"
As if grasping at a straw, Vatican said urgently, "I... am willing to take his place, as long as you let him go, I am willing to be your test subject."
Her gaze was unusually firm, which startled Chen Yuan, who was then greatly angered.
He then wore an extremely speechless expression and rubbed his temples: "Vanti, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
After a pause, Chen Yuan suddenly said in an almost mocking tone, "Don't you know that the harem cannot interfere in politics? Who gave you permission to come here and point fingers at me?"
"The... harem?"
Vatican was completely dumbfounded. What the hell?
What are you mumbling about?
Dr. Carrie, who was standing next to her, twitched her lips and lowered her head, pretending to record data.
Chen Yuan's tone turned cold and hard: "In short, this matter has been decided. Charles did it voluntarily. This is his own choice. Take her away from here. Without my order, she is not allowed to approach the laboratory even a step."
"Yes!"
Without further hesitation, the Shadow Guards, with a firm yet not overly forceful approach, led the still resentful Vatican away from the scene.
This minor incident did not affect the progress of the experiment.
Charles never looked back at Vatican once; his gaze remained fixed on the Abyss Armor, as if it were his only... hope.