I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

A forty-meter-tall war puppet, its energy-concentrating cannon fully charged.

The purple light dyed half the sky an eerie purple.

The cannons were aimed at the three thousand soldiers of the Po Jun Division.

Shen Tian carefully examined the war puppet.

The precise meshing structure of the ball-shaped hinge at the joint.

Energy conduction loops flow between the purplish-black armor plates.

The way spiritual energy connects the crystalline core in the chest cavity with the spiritual patterns on the limbs.

as well as--

The simple yet efficient telekinetic manipulation logic on those small war puppets.

Shen Tian's eyes lit up. This thing!

It's just a robot!

Driven by mental power, controlled by telekinesis.

"Don't break it."

Shen Tian murmured something.

With the Heavenly Punishment combined with the Demon-Slaying Slash, these puppets would be reduced to ashes with a single strike.

That would be such a waste.

Shen Tian raised his right hand, his five fingers spread open.

A flash of purple-gold lightning disappeared into the depths of his eyes.

Lord of Eternal Thunder

Orange talent.

The lightning he wields is not ordinary.

It is the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, the purest destructive power in the world.

The forty-meter-tall war puppet moved.

The focused energy cannon was released with a roar.

A purple beam of light, over five meters in diameter, carrying devastating energy, poured straight towards Shen Tian's location.

The aftershocks of the beam of light pierced a deep trench in the earth.

Gravel flew everywhere.

A wave of heat hit us.

The warriors of the Po Jun Division instinctively retreated.

Shen Tian remained completely still.

【Shenxiao Thunder Domain】

It takes effect passively.

The air within a 30-meter radius around Shen Tian suddenly froze.

Then it exploded, and countless purple-gold lightning snakes shot out from Shen Tian's body, weaving a fine net of lightning in front of him.

The beam of light from the energy-concentrating cannon collided with the lightning net.

boom--!

The purple and purple-gold light clashed wildly.

The aftershocks of the energy shook the ground beneath their feet, creating a spiderweb-like network of cracks.

However, the lightning net remained intact, and the beam of light from the energy-gathering cannon began to dissipate the moment it came into contact with the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.

The energy of the Purple Spirit Clan is simply not on the same level as that of the Divine Thunder.

hiss hiss hiss—

The beam of light was shattered by divine lightning within three seconds.

The Purple Spirit Clan mind master who was controlling the large puppet suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Shen Tian didn't give him a second chance to fire.

【Thousands of Thunder Heavenly Lao Yin】

Shen Tian snapped his fingers with his right hand.

In an instant, thunder roared in the clear sky.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered at an incredible speed.

The atmosphere within a radius of one kilometer was forcibly ionized.

Everyone's hair stood on end at the same time.

Countless bolts of purple-gold lightning struck down from the clouds.

After breaking through to the sixth rank, the [Lord of Myriad Tribulations] talent, as an orange-tier talent, has also given birth to the true meaning of martial arts.

Shen Tian's control over the power of divine lightning became increasingly adept.

The divine lightning bolts that descended from the sky were all perfectly accurate.

The first wave of lightning struck the joints of all the small war puppets on the battlefield simultaneously.

The Purple Heaven Divine Lightning drilled into the puppet's body through the gaps in the metal armor, precisely burning off the spiritual energy transmission circuit.

The spirit runes extinguished.

Dozens of small puppets froze in place, their joints emitting sizzling blue smoke.

The metal blade stopped spinning and fell limply to the ground.

Like a machine that has been unplugged.

The Purple Spirit Clan's mentalists were horrified to discover that their mental connection with the puppets had been forcibly severed.

The second wave of thunder struck.

The target—that forty-meter-tall giant war puppet.

Nine bolts of purple-gold lightning struck its limb joints and chest cavity crystal core simultaneously.

Boom boom boom boom boom—!

The continuous explosions were deafening.

The armor plates of the large golem were scorched black by lightning, and the energy streams in the gaps flickered wildly before going out one by one.

The entire puppet resembled a signal tower that had suddenly lost power; all the light dimmed in the same instant.

It remained frozen in place, its arm raised.

The massive metal body creaked and groaned.

Then bend your knees.

boom--!

The forty-meter-tall steel behemoth knelt on one knee.

The earth trembled, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

It knelt down in the direction of Shen Tian.

Like a tamed beast, bowing its head in submission.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

The three thousand soldiers of the Po Jun Division stared wide-eyed.

The remaining Purple Spirit Clan soldiers collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted.

Qin Zhenshan took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

Shen Tian looked at the kneeling steel behemoth, a slight smile playing on his lips.

perfect.

The outer shell is basically intact.

Most of the internal mental energy circuits were burned out, but the core driving crystal core remained intact.

The armor structure is intact, and the joints and hinges show no physical damage.

Shen Tian turned his head, his gaze passing over the corpses of the Purple Spirit Clan scattered on the ground, past the kneeling, begging soldiers, and landing on the three transport ships in the distance.

There should be even more good stuff inside the spaceship.

The battle continues.

The death trajectory of Futu·Jinglei is still traversing.

Thirty-six throwing knives had already divided the battlefield into countless small, desperate squares. In each square, a member of the Purple Spirit Clan was dying.

Shen Tian stood still, his expression calm.

His mental power controlled the thirty-six throwing knives, like a chess player moving pieces on a board.

But a piece can capture all of the opponent's pieces.

[Slayed a Tier 1 Purple Spirit Clan member...]

[Slayed a second-tier Purple Spirit Clan member...]

[Slayed a Tier 1 Purple Spirit Clan member...]

On the battlefield, the Purple Spirit Clan members of the third rank and above have been almost completely slaughtered, leaving only a few weak ones.

Facing the weak.

Shen Tian, ​​of course, wanted to eliminate the threat completely; that would make the killing even more exciting!

You've shaken the egg yolks so badly!

System notifications kept popping up, but Shen Tian ignored them, focusing only on the number on the panel that was climbing rapidly.

The western side of the battlefield.

Reggae, carrying a tower shield, was pinning a Purple Spirit Clan officer who was trying to feign death to the ground.

The officer was covered in blood, his vertical eye was almost blinded, and he was still screaming something.

Reggae couldn't understand the language of the Purple Spirits, but that didn't stop him from pressing the edge of the tower shield against the other's face.

Click.

The officer fell silent.

Reggae straightened up, wiped the purple blood from his face, and glanced around.

He was surrounded by his own comrades.

The Purple Spirit Clan is now almost extinct.

"How much is left?"

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

"This entire area has been cleared!"

"A few more are running into the woods to the east, and Ah Fei is chasing them!"

"I'll handle the other side of the woods!"

Lin Qingyi's voice came from more than ten meters away.

A flash of light.

Then came two very short screams.

Then everything was gone.

The eastern side of the battlefield.

Zhao Gang had stopped wielding the knife.

It wasn't because I was tired, it was because there was simply nothing left to cut.

He looked down at his forearm.

He had just been grazed by a spear, yet the flesh beneath his armor remained completely unharmed.

There wasn't even a trace left.

He took a deep breath and sheathed the knife.

The central battlefield.

Qin Zhenshan stood on the corpse of a Purple Spirit Clan member, gazing into the distance.

In the wilderness, purple corpses littered the ground. They were densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Three thousand warriors from the Po Jun Division weaved through the piles of corpses, searching for any survivors.

A young warrior spotted a Purple Spirit Clan member feigning death and promptly finished him off with a single strike.

Clean and neat.

Qin Zhenshan withdrew his gaze.

From the start of the battle until now, it has taken no more than an hour at most.

The 12,000-strong vanguard of the Purple Spirit Clan, along with all the war puppets on the three heavy transport ships, were completely wiped out.

Our own casualties—

Qin Zhenshan glanced around behind him.

Everyone stand up.

No one fell to the ground.

He was silent for a long time.

Chi Xiao walked to his side, rested the greatsword on his shoulder, and looked at the purple sea of ​​corpses.

"Back then, the Purple Spirit Clan slaughtered two thousand garrison soldiers of that city."

Chi Xiao's voice was very low.

"Today, the principal and interest have been returned."

Qin Zhenshan remained silent.

In the distance, Zhou Xuan was already counting the number of people.

After a moment, he turned his head and called out in the direction of Qin Zhenshan.

"Shen Qinwei".

"Inventory complete."

"All 3,008 people are on the list."

"No casualties."

The last four words landed on the wilderness, resounding with a powerful echo.

The soldiers around heard it.

Some people were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, patting each other on the shoulder.

Most people, however, silently gazed at the earth beneath their feet.