Chapter 137 ‘Assassin No. 7’
As soon as Shenhai entered the door, he saw a long sword trembling in Wang Jixuan's palm.
This sword is 1.45 meters long. The widest part of the sword body connected to the hilt is about 15 centimeters, and the width near the tip is only 89 centimeters. The sword body is made of the outer bone of a high-level blade beast as the spine, and the left and right blades are as thin as cicadas. wing.
It had just been inlaid with crystal cores at this moment, and the lines carved on the hilt and bones of the sword activated on their own, giving off a light green light.
This is already the best weapon that Wang Jixuan can currently refine. It can break through the shell of a high-level basic bladed beast like chopping melons and vegetables.
Red Snake glanced at the rows of ordinary crystal core swords hanging on the wall, then took a closer look at the sword in Wang Jixuan's hand, and said with a smile: "You will never be able to use this level of crystal nuclear weapons. Only Lingtong is the one who is partial, right? Sister, I am also working hard... eh!"
Wang Jixuan's sword finger brushed across the blade of the sword, and a shallow mark was printed on it, with the word "Lingjian" written on it.
Lingtong calmly took the long sword and slightly raised his eyebrows at Red Snake.
"Thanks."
Wang Daozhang carefully warned: "Make a scabbard for the sword and keep it at hand when you open the mecha later."
"Okay, then what do you use?"
"Lance, the spear last time was very useful. This time I just need to improve the material and make another one."
Wang Jixuan said with a smile: "I don't really like this kind of chopping sword. I like a more elegant sword. This sword has some built-in restraints against mental shock and can be used for emergency defense."
"no!"
Red Snake pinched her waist and stamped her feet, furious:
"Can you two respect me a little bit! How can we treat each other differently when we are both fighting girls!"
The deep sea has been laughing since entering.
Red Snake turned around and glared over, and Shenhai immediately took on a serious look.
Shen Hai said in a deep voice: "It really shouldn't be treated differently... The combat team also needs this kind of weapon to escape the mecha when it is trapped."
Red Snake said angrily: "If you want to give it, give it to me first!"
"Honey, just do backup and snipe. Of course I'll be the one to charge into battle."
"Bah! You still want to snatch something good from me! That's how you love me!"
"Emotions are feelings, combat power is combat power."
Taoist Wang laughed dumbly.
Anyone who sees it has his share, and he will not be stingy with anything that can improve his own combat power. He was just deliberately teasing them just now.
Quite interesting.
The projection screen in the corner of the workroom suddenly jumped a few times, and the countdown on it jumped from [58:02:21] to [49:22:10], and then continued to count down.
Red Snake frowned and said, "The predicted attack time has been advanced again?"
"Hurry up and get to work."
Wang Jixuan urged with a smile:
"We have to rush out more things and try our best to support the front line. The front line has to deal with the six king-level blade beasts from different directions. The pressure will be extremely huge."
Shen Hai took off his coat to reveal his strong chest muscles, and walked to the blacksmith table consciously.
Lingtong suddenly listened intently, raised his head and said: "The combat center for the seventh king-level blade beast has been built. The commander is Dongfang Masahiro, and he has deployed about one hundred and twenty D-level and C-level spirits. If you are able, the resources and garrisons of the three heavy-armed combined brigades and six fortresses near the Sari Desert can be mobilized."
She paused and then asked, "Do you want to join their command channel?"
"No, just let me know if there is any news. My official identity is just a member of your logistics team, sir."
"Well, okay, let's get to work quickly, the logistics soldier."
"As you command, sir!"
The red snake on the side pouted and said: "Husband, look at them! I want this flirting mode too!"
Shenhai said helplessly: "You want everything. I'm not in the mood, so come here and get ready for carving!"
"Correction, this is not a carving, this is... a restriction on psychic transmission in spiritual civilization."
Wang Jixuan said nonsense seriously:
"Let's forge six diamond swords first, and then work together to help me get two spears. Later, remember to give the best sword to our commander-in-chief."
Lingtong asked with some confusion: "Why should it be given to the Commander-in-Chief? Does the Commander-in-Chief still need to use this for his combat power?"
"This," Wang Daozhang muttered for a few times, "this is a bit of human wisdom that we must pay attention to in our individual growth."
Lingtong held his chin and thought carefully.
Although she disagreed, she said she could understand it.
The countdown on the projection screen in the corner was beating continuously, and the ding-ding-ding sound was heard again in the workroom.
Outside the workroom, dozens of autonomous maintenance robots are busy processing various types of ore.
In the tea room next to it, thick talismans were piled on the desk in front of Wu Man, but the young man was still busy making talismans, not wanting to stop.
——Wang Jixuan could only teach him how to draw the talisman, but he couldn't teach him how to use his spiritual sense to activate the talisman.
In order to maximize the value of Wu Man, a 'child laborer', Wang Jixuan also specially taught Wu Man how to slowly absorb the spiritual energy in the crystal core.
Outside Fortress No. 76, a long line of military vehicles came and went, and all kinds of large equipment were being transported to distant places.
At the same time, vehicles kept coming out of Fortress No. 82, carrying men, women, and children. Against the background of the long yellow sand, they gradually moved away from the home where they had lived since childhood.
People's faces were filled with confusion and confusion.
Occasionally a vulture flies across the sky;
The sun also became hotter and hotter.
The countdown to the expected outbreak of fighting in the war zone has gradually entered the final twenty-four hours.
Wang Jixuan took off the drone that had been following him in turn, revealing his vertical pupil.
A sense of urgency came over me.
Under the gaze of this vertical pupil, Wang Jixuan boarded Lingtong's transport plane, took Mudan, Wan Jie, and a certain emergency mount, left Fortress 76, and rushed to the vicinity of Fortress 82, where Dongfang Zhenghong had arranged the seventh master battlefield.
Approaching the preset battlefield and looking down through the porthole of the transport plane, Wang Jixuan admired softly.
"This is the power of the collective."
Armored clusters appeared one after another in the Sari Desert.
Missile positions, artillery positions, drone swarms, secondary terror mecha temporary maintenance bases, and even Wang Jixuan saw the 'big guy' floating in the sky - a space carrier hundreds of meters long that was hovering in the sky. .
The human camp only has four space carriers in total, and one appears here.
"That's Battlestar Three's troops."
Lingtong said softly: "The king-level blade beast that we labeled as 'Assassin No. 7' this time is too harmful to human civilization. If we can lead it here and deal with it, we can To relieve the pressure it brings on a wider front, Battlestar has taken action.”
Wang Jixuan pointed to the vertical pupil above his head: "Maybe this thing can hear our conversation."
Lingtong asked: "Have we not determined that it is just a mark and does not have the ability to transmit information?"
"This is uncertain. Science cannot perfectly explain the Blade Beast civilization."
Wang Jixuan leaned back in the comfortable massage chair, tilted his head and stared at the scene outside the window, murmuring:
"I don't know if we can successfully defeat the opponent in this battle."
"It'll be fine."
Lingtong looked down at Wang Jixuan's left hand, which was placed on the armrest of the chair.
A picture emerged in her mind - a picture of her holding his left hand with her right hand, and then interlacing their fingers.
This is in line with pre-war etiquette.
But when she raised her right hand, the tiny cracks on the mechanical arm made her purse her lips slightly and quietly drop her hand.
Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense clearly captured this scene, thought for a while, and decided to take the initiative.
"By the way, sir, I know how to read palms. Do you want me to read it for you?"
"Huh?" Lingtong didn't react for a moment.
Mudan, who was assembling a new weapon, turned to look over and almost laughed.
‘The sir’s methods of seducing girls are so retro. ’’ Peony thought so. ’
…
It took Wang Jixuan more than ten hours to complete the adaptation of more than 300 formation bases to the drone group.
He prepared two formations, not only using up the 'hair' collected from the tree-man Beta, but also using a lot of rare mineral materials.
The Lei Zundang Demon Formation with seventy-two formation bases is the main attacking and killing formation;
The Shulong Formation with one hundred and eight formation bases is the trapping formation;
The remaining drones and formation bases are used as supplementary resources, focusing on a saturated formation.
This kind of king-level bladed beast is completely different from the S-level psyker named Mo Feng. Wang Jixuan didn't know how effective the killing array could be. The highlight of today was actually the dragon-beaming array.
The Shulong Formation is not a simple trapping formation. Its formation base can communicate with the power of the earth's veins and use the turbid aura of the earth to fill the power of the formation.
Later, Wang Jixuan was not the main attacker.
He is just bait.
Two thirty-six-meter-level secondary terror mechas are ready, namely the "Jiaolong" suitable for deep sea, and the "Black Swan" suitable for Red Snake.
——Due to the small number of secondary terror mechas, they are usually equipped with three pilots. Now, in addition to Deep Sea and Red Snake, there are also two less powerful half-human mechas on standby as alternate pilots to prevent Deep Sea and Red Snake. Red Snake has some temporary situation.
Lingtong’s exclusive mecha, the 16-meter-class ‘Lingtong’, has also been transported to the battlefield here.
She is mainly responsible for protecting Wang Jixuan, and can fight up to three general-level blade beasts at the same time.
As for Wang Jixuan's decoy, the military did not give him any clear combat mission. Dongfang Zhenghong asked him to watch his performance and not to take risks easily.
There were still eight hours until the predicted start of the war.
Wang Jixuan put on the X-suit, various accessories, the vertical pupils on his head, took away Ji Xiao, who was already awake, and asked Mudan to drive a special supply truck to the sand dunes in the center of the preset battlefield.
The supply truck was parked at the tip of the sand dune, surrounded by fire positions distributed in an arc, and the two thirty-six-meter-level secondary terror mechas were clearly visible.
Mudan asked: "Sir, do you need me to do anything?"
"Put the command channel into the car and I'll listen to what they're talking about."
"yes."
Ji Xiao sniffed. He was wearing self-destructive collars on his neck, wrists, and ankles, and his philtrum was also bulging due to the small self-destructive collar.
Wang Jixuan's words are indeed well implemented in Shenhai.
Ji Xiao sighed softly, with a sad look on his face and gentle eyes.
"Sir, do you need me to do anything?"
"Go and stand guard outside the car."
"Okay, if I can do something for humanity to make up for my sins over the years, I will be...very..."
Ji Xiao choked up, lowered his head and opened the door of the supply truck, jumped onto the sand dune, and looked in all directions.
Wang Jixuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
He doesn't like to get along with 'Buddhists' like Mane Xiong, Ji Yale, and Ji Xiao;
They really have lost their self, their personalities have been changed, and they are a little bit evil when they are good.
Meditate, take a nap, and make talismans.
Wang Jixuan glanced at the increasingly cluttered space inside the car and felt a little helpless. It would be nice to wait until he entered the golden elixir realm. By then he should be able to use ordinary materials to refine storage instruments.
If there are better treasure materials, he can also try to make a storage bag if he is in the Dan Condensing Realm.
This is what cultivating immortality is like.
I am afraid that not many monks can explain the principle behind the restriction of those magical weapons. They only know that the original cultivation techniques, weapon refining and alchemy formations, etc., were all passed down from the fairy world.
But as long as monks can obtain these forbidden production methods and ponder over them, they can continue to refine magic weapons.
Wang Jixuan glanced at the few blood-colored elixirs hidden in his arms and felt a little guilty.
This blood-colored elixir is made from the essence he extracted from the blood and flesh of the Blade Beast. It will not cause any serious harm if consumed. It can heal injuries and restore vitality.
What makes Wang Jixuan feel bad is...
This is the 'Blood Soul Pill' made using magic power.
Is he really going to gradually turn into a demon? Although demonic cultivators improve their strength quickly, their upper limit is far lower than that of immortal cultivators, and they can easily collapse themselves.
‘Alas, time waits for no one, just adapt to circumstances. ’
He stretched and counted the talismans. He found that the number of talismans exceeded the upper limit that he could effectively carry, so he simply meditated and rested.
Mudan suddenly said: "Sir, the vertical pupils on your head seemed to have vibrated just now."
"Um?"
The supply truck's contact radio suddenly heard Dongfang Masahiro's voice:
"Attention all troops! Make all preparations for war immediately. Six hundred and fifty kilometers away to the southwest, a nuclear explosion has been detected underground! The blade beast group has begun to take action!"
——This is Dongfang Masahiro’s order to the commanders of each unit.
The countdown on the projection screen nearby was adjusted to eight hours, and the countdown ended at seven o'clock tomorrow morning.
‘Would you like to sleep for a while? ’
Wang Jixuan thought so.
Although meditation can relieve fatigue, sleep is still the best way to rest.
He fell asleep and yawned: "Peony, help me keep an eye on this side, I'll sleep for a few hours."
Mudan patted her chest, which was restrained by the armor and was unable to tremble:
"This scares Mudan! Sir, you finally remembered that the organism needs sleep to rest the brain!"
Wang Jixuan smiled and said nothing.
This guy is getting bolder and bolder.
"Look at the good news."
"clear."
Wang Jixuan yawned several times in succession, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.
Mudan quietly took out her camera and took a high-definition photo of Wang Jixuan's sleeping face, and transferred it to her core memory chip.
The Taoist priest had a vague dream.
In the dream, he walked on the clouds and saw a portal opened in the deep universe. Inside the portal, there seemed to be flowers all over the sky, fairies dancing, and cranes flying. But when he got closer, a burst of black energy suddenly hit, completely destroying the portal. To fill up, a huge vertical pupil appeared in the surging black energy...
"The evil beast will be killed!"
Wang Jixuan sat up. Mudan, who was sitting quietly beside him, immediately opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at Wang Jixuan.
"Are you dreaming, sir? It's only five o'clock in the morning, and the underground blade beasts are still more than two hundred kilometers away from here."
As she spoke, Mudan unmuted the communication radio, and one or two voices came from the command center from time to time.
The war is about to break out.
Peony asked: "Are there any further adjustments?"
"No need for now."
Wang Jixuan put on the X-armor helmet and walked out of the supply truck. He saw Ji Xiao curled up next to the tire and fell asleep. He turned around and jumped to the roof of the supply truck.
He looked towards the desert still shrouded in darkness. The multi-layered defense line in the distance was already making final preparations. Two huge mechas had broken away from the scaffolding. Lingtong's mecha was already lurking two kilometers away and had set up a sniper cannon.
A large number of drones can also be seen flying through the night, spreading mines that can automatically burrow into the ground over a wider area.
About ten kilometers away, the huge vertical pupil above Fortress No. 82 looked at the vertical pupil above Wang Jixuan's head, seemingly echoing each other.
From below came the messenger's hurried report to Dongfang Zhenghong:
"Commander! The underground blade beast group suddenly started to accelerate! They bypassed the minefield we laid in the deeper layers of the ground and are expected to arrive at the outer position of Fortress No. 82 in fifty minutes!"
Coming.
Dawn and the King Beast, I don’t know which one arrived first.
(End of chapter)