Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

Their instinctive, timid movements caught Jiang Mo's eye, causing him to chuckle softly.

"Help me!!"

"What?!"

Starting from Jiang Mo's feet, a terrifying pulling force suddenly erupted within a radius of one thousand meters. Everyone struggled desperately, but could not control their bodies and kept moving closer to Jiang Mo. The prelude to death brought them to the brink of collapse.

"I'll....(switch positions with him.), You guys take action and kill him."

The assassin, hiding in the crowd, was driven to desperation and decided to switch places with Jiang Mo, quietly reminding his companion to get ready.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black runes branded on the man's arm began to writhe, wisps of purple smoke appearing, as if completing some kind of sacrificial ritual to gain the ability to unleash power.

"Damn!!"

The assassin who had locked onto Jiang Mo as his target cried out in terror.

His body withered at a visible rate, endlessly sacrificing his life force. In less than a few seconds, he aged decades, becoming emaciated and haggard, like a candle flickering in the wind. The mysterious creature he traded with remained unable to activate its abilities.

He was the only one who made a mistake; the other two hundred or so people struggled while doing their best to unleash their killing moves.

Storms, venom, frost, laser beams, hidden weapons... a multitude of attacks pierced the air, and a golden flame appeared at Jiang Mo's fingertip, instantly expanding into a sea of ​​fire that devoured all matter.

At the same time, the Tianheng Gu, which absorbed his blood and Qi, modified the force field, causing the more than two hundred superhumans under its control to float in the void and faintly form a straight line.

Curses, pleas for mercy, and screams—a cacophony of languages—created an extremely noisy cacophony.

Jiang Mo ignored him. He raised his right hand, and a transparent vortex appeared beside him. He grasped the hilt of the Guichen Sword, which was stored in the Heavenly Kingdom, and slowly dragged it out.

"Only this one sword."

"Sending you off to the Yellow Springs."

Jiang Mo gazed into the distance and saw the large formation that Zhuge Yu had set up on the sea surface. After some thought, he merely gathered his strength in his wrist and then swept out with his sword.

"boom!!!"

Like a nuclear explosion, a sudden burst of light shone forth, and a blazing silver sword light swept across, shattering the void. The sword light, capable of destroying everything, was too fast to be caught, and the 256 superhumans in its path were reduced to ashes.

For dozens of kilometers from the center of the island to the coastal beaches, smoke and dust billowed, winds howled, and rocks and soil crumbled.

After the attack, the world fell into a brief silence; there were no more gunshots or cannon fire, and no more strange beings to surround them.

In 24 seconds, Jiang Mo used absolute force to kill more than 300 superhumans, 20 Behemoth armed helicopters, 95 armed elites, and 36 SP series experimental subjects with awakened superpowers.

Blood and fire, along with countless wrecks and ruins, create an eternal, epic scene. Jiang Mo, like an immortal descending to earth, gazes upon an endless black ocean.

In the distance, even with binoculars, Leon, Ron, and Gade on the cruiser could not cross the tens of kilometers to witness what was happening in the center of the island.

But one scene they could never forget was that after the pure, terrifying white light flashed, the sky and sea were filled with a suffocating atmosphere, and parts of the island collapsed in a straight line like toppled dominoes, raising clouds of dust.

Chapter 274 Targeted Strike, Baptism of Artillery Fire

"Director Leon and all personnel who landed on the island have been killed in action..."

The reporter's voice trembled slightly; the news was clearly beyond his comprehension.

Before Behemoth's operation could even begin, nearly half of his elite troops had already perished on the front lines. As one of the commanders, he was now under immense psychological pressure.

Can you pinpoint the target's location?

Leon's face was grim. Just thinking about the shockingly high post-war compensation and various repair costs ignited a fire of anger in his chest. The old man's brown eyes were now filled with murderous intent.

"Yes, please give the order."

The commander was drenched in sweat. He was in a daze after the battle. His heavily armed troops, which he had meticulously prepared for a week, collapsed in less than a minute when the target appeared. His strong intuition told him that there was no chance of winning if he continued to drag the battle on.

Pressured by the board of directors and burdened by excessive sunk costs, he had no choice but to continue gambling on a slim hope.

"Activate all turrets to cover the target area;"

Leon's order came abruptly, and Ron, who was standing nearby, hesitated several times before shouting to stop him:

"No, if we do that, the target might be killed by the missile, and then we won't get the treasure we want."

"I suggest that it's time to let SP0 and the others come out."

George and Gade both agreed with the proposal, but Leon insisted on taking his approach and gave his reasons.

“Life forms at this level are not so easy to die even if they are subjected to a lot of firepower.”

Whether there are other supernatural beings on the island, we do not know;

"SP0 is the last resort. Before that, there's no need to leave the missiles stored in the turret idle. If one isn't enough, have ten. If ten aren't enough, have a hundred. Even if we can't physically destroy the target, we can at least clear out other bugs that are getting close to it."

"..."

The three remained silent, tacitly agreeing to Leon's strategy.

"I'll go now."

Commander Dest, observing the expressions of the board members and seeing that none of them explicitly objected, quickly used a communicator to issue orders to the gunners of the three cruisers.

"Open the turrets and attack Jiang Mo."

"Click...click...click..."

As soon as he finished speaking, all 78 naval cannons slowly raised their muzzles, aiming them diagonally at the distant island.

"boom!!!"

"Whoosh!!!"

Thick smoke descended as seventy-eight missiles were launched, leaving dense white trails in the air as they concentrated and targeted Jiang Mo's area of ​​activity at Mach 7.

Zhuge Yu, stepping into the void, was slightly wary and was about to control the magic array to influence the missile's trajectory and twist it.

"Save your energy, trust your martial uncle." Chengzhen gestured to him that he didn't need to interfere.

In the heart of the shattered island, a dark mass of supernatural beings once again swarmed in like a swarm of insects. Leaders of forces such as the List, Holy Prison, Dark Raven, Fireline, the Black Magic Council, and Walter, along with their high-ranking members, arrived at the battlefield one after another.

Nathan Vesdia, Elijah, Joaquinna, and Garcia, who replaced the injured Mochizuki Satoru, also appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

They initially lay in ambush several kilometers away, but upon hearing the sounds of fierce fighting from all sides, they rushed over as quickly as possible, only to be a fraction of a step too late and miss the crushing defeat that had just occurred.

A young man dressed in black with white hair, surrounded by a holy glow, stood atop the ruins, his spirit soaring, looking down upon all the heroes.

"It's...it's him."

Elijah trembled all over. Even from hundreds of meters away, the overwhelming stench of blood, mixed with the dampness of rain, and the smell of burning gasoline and gunpowder made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The cold killing intent of the many superhumans filled every inch of space.

"The person in the video? They've really come..."

Joachim had never seen such a horrific scene. As far as the eye could see, the land was ravaged, with scattered corpses and thick blood flowing and seeping into the soil.

The slaughter continued, and Jiang Mo once again faced an encirclement by hundreds of people. He calmly dealt with the situation, taking advantage of the moment to activate the Mirage Gu, his body existing between 'illusion' and 'real', ignoring the killing moves of those supernatural beings.

At the same moment, his true qi had already transformed into an invisible net, covering the entire island. Although it had not been completely refined, it could easily perceive everything within its range. However, there was too much information, and it would take some time to digest it.

However, the commotion caused by the launch of seventy-eight missiles was particularly prominent among all the information. Jiang Mo did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to approach the hunters.

"God!!"

"What the heck's that?!"

In an instant, a dense array of firelight appeared in the dim low sky, and missile after missile roared in. Under the cover of the noisy rain and wind, and with the hazy dust obscuring the view, they successfully approached the target 16 seconds after launch.

Looking at the missile, which was only a dozen meters away, it was impossible to dodge. Everyone was terrified and their faces changed drastically. A series of images began to flash through their minds.

"fireworks......"

"It's more fun when many people watch it together."

Jiang Mo murmured calmly as a missile exploded beside him, engulfing ten attacking superhumans. The naval cannons exploded, unstoppable, blasting the superhumans who were using defensive measures into pieces, leaving them mangled and dismembered.

"Boom!"

Jiang Mo, who was closest to the explosion, was unaffected. His black clothes were not even dusty. The Mirage Gu placed him in a special dimension outside of reality, thus avoiding all harm except to his soul.

The other superhumans weren't so lucky. Faced with the sudden attack from the naval cannons, their formation was shattered, and they fled in all directions.

"boom!!"

The leader of the Black Magic Council raised his staff and chanted a spell. A barrier rose from the ground, frantically consuming his magic power. Even with the help of other members, it still collapsed completely after being bombarded by six naval cannons.

"what!!!"

Missiles rained down, ravaging the strife and savageness of the island.

Even Jiang Mo had to admit that the missiles developed by Behemoth were incredibly powerful and extremely efficient at killing, making it as easy as harvesting straw to blast away those superhumans who had cultivated for over ten or even decades.

With the roar of cannons, apart from the leaders, the remaining elite troops struggled to withstand even a single naval cannon shot.

What was even more deadly was that they were positioned relatively close together, and the 78 naval guns were firing in a barrage, with the interval between explosions less than 0.1 seconds. Almost every alien was hit by more than four naval gun explosions. In just one minute, the casualties were heavy, and desperate cries echoed across the battlefield.

Jiang Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his heroic bearing like that of a king on a procession.

Walking within the range of the ship's cannons, he was very understanding. Whenever he saw some strange people who were half-dead or had severed limbs, the crimson gold pattern between his eyebrows would glow with a ghostly light. He would cast the Soul-Shattering Spell, and the pain of tearing their souls would instantly engulf their wavering will.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One after another, pools of blood mist exploded. As the explosions from the naval cannons gradually subsided, only about twenty of the supernatural beings who had miraculously survived were left on the scene. They were all covered in blood and crawled out of the crater in a sorry state.

The leader of the Holy Prison was an old man in gray, half of his body was blown apart, yet he survived seven naval cannon shots. Black flesh and blood were wriggling and growing on his horrifying wound.

His previously withered skin quickly turned deep black, his physique more than doubled in size, and his thin body became robust and strong, with ferocious muscles bulging all over his body. He even had curved horns on his forehead, his face was like a demon, and his fangs were sharp.

Consistent with the intelligence Lu Jin provided, the members of the Holy Prison are not necessarily human; the creatures hidden beneath human skin are strange beings resembling demons.

Jiang Mo wasn't sure if Western mythology recorded anything about it or its people, but he had seen quite a few instances of humans transforming into other species.

The leader of the Dark Ravens was also undergoing a bizarre transformation. He survived the explosion by relying on his trusted confidants. At this moment, his face was paler than paper, and a faint crimson glow emanated from his body as he rapidly repaired the wounds on his skin.

Many of the corpses around it were shriveled and charred, their blood completely drained away.

The leaders of the other forces were in no better shape, much weaker than before. They looked ahead in horror at Jiang Mo, who was at the center of the explosion, and who had not suffered any harm.

The leader of the list, on the verge of death, released the restraints on several viruses within his body. His form swelled and twisted, his bones expanded wildly outward, and his flesh and blood evolved and iterated rapidly, continuously emitting strange roars. In no time, he became a monstrous creature with a distorted mind.

Its upper body is a highly corrupted human, exuding the stench of evil, while its lower body coexists with a huge, eerie, spider-like creature.

"..."

For these superhumans, enduring the naval cannon fire head-on was tantamount to suicide. The three leaders staggered to their feet. They were the ones who still had the ability to fight. They slowly wiped away the blood and prepared to join forces and fight to the death to win that mysterious Eastern treasure.

Not far away, Joaquin and the other Nathan guards, witnessing this scene, dared not even breathe. Before the disaster struck, their special position allowed them to cleverly avoid the naval gunfire.

The eight extraordinary scriptures floated in mid-air above the young man's head, creating a forbidden zone where no supernatural beings or drones could approach.

Inside the Nassen Palace, the king and the other Nassen guards, who shared a view of each other, wore solemn expressions.

The stronger ones among them didn't even dare to step onto the front of that battlefield. Once they entered the dangerous killing zone, they would be no different from grass, and would probably be corpses on the ground by now.

Having learned of past grievances from her maternal grandfather last night, Queen Nathan gripped her throne with slightly tense hands. She was certain that if the other party set foot on Nathan Island again, it would be a catastrophe for both her and her grandfather.

"Grandma... let's go..."

The uneasy king sensed that something big was about to happen, so he ordered his four guards to leave North Corleone Island and not to stay there any longer.

With the battle at this stage, Jiang Mo was still in his prime, and the real Behemoth trump card was still adrift on the sea. Nathan Guard didn't even have a chance to pick up any loose ends.

Chapter 275 Thunder Waterfall, a Giant Wave Sweeping Across the Land

Inside the Sanyi Gate, the magical artifact left behind by Zhuge Yu hangs in mid-air, releasing countless strands of faint light, clear as water, forming an extremely clear mirror that projects the entire fierce battle that took place on the island.

Chengzhen and Zhuge Yu guarded the nearby sea area, while Lu Jin, You Sha, and Tie Wei advanced from the edge of the island into the depths, clearing out the aliens along the way. None of the enemies could stop them.

However, what excites Changqing and the other disciples the most is that their senior uncle is currently in the center of the island, overwhelming all enemies with an exaggerated advantage.

With a fist that could shatter mountains and rivers and a sword that could destroy oceans, Jiang Mo's strength once refreshed Yu Huai and Xian Shu's understanding. Although the goals they were researching and exploring were dangerous, they were probably all overshadowed when compared with their respected elders.

In the projection, Jiang Mo casually smashed down dozens of kilometers of land with a single sword strike, and even broke through the bombardment of naval cannons, remaining unharmed. All these signs made everyone admire him to an unparalleled degree.

"Is this... all the advisor could do?"

Lu Lin was deeply shocked. He had heard about the legendary deeds of this elder from his grandfather, but he had no concrete concept of the so-called "land immortal". He thought that no matter how powerful he was, there was always a limit, and he could not compare with the most cutting-edge technological achievements or derivatives of the present day.

Today, having witnessed everything firsthand, Lu Lin finally understands how vast the world is, and where the end of the superhumans lies.

"That's not surprising."