Chapter 1001 995: Bloody Massacre
Chapter 1001 995: Bloody Massacre
"If you come again, I'll send you all to the Western Paradise."
Seeing these missiles re-approaching them, Zhao Feng's eyes turned cold, and with a thought, crimson spiritual power surged from within him, wrapping each of the "Gadfly" missiles, ready to send them back.
"Wait, Brother Zhao Feng, these ships have quite a few native mortals on them. To us, they're all nourishment."
Hou Tong, with his pointy mouth and cheeks like a monkey's, grinned and said.
"Brother Hou Tong is right. Let's give them as a gift to those small boats and the ants beneath the water."
Zhao Feng's gaze shifted to the landing ships and missile boats surrounding the destroyers and frigates. Then, with a chuckle, he glanced at the water below and spoke.
Swoosh!
Zhao Feng flicked his robe, and the twenty-eight "Gadfly" missiles flared towards the more than twenty landing ships and missile boats on the surface. Five missiles wrapped in crimson spiritual power headed towards the five conventional submarines underwater.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions echoed across the sea, as more than twenty landing ships and missile boats were directly destroyed by the "Gadfly" missiles. Beneath the waves, explosions sounded, and the water churned as five nearby conventional submarines were blasted apart.
The scene resembled a brutal and uneven naval battle.
Inside the command room, witnessing this tragic scene, all military leaders and officers were ghostly pale.
"Pff."
Watching this on the screen, Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang's face turned from white to red, then back to white before spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
This was Huaxia's national defense force, and in a flash, so much was lost.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao!"
Beside him, Political Commissar Wang Hao's face turned even paler seeing Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang's condition.
"I'm fine."
With a pale face, Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang shook his head vigorously, then grabbed Political Commissar Wang Hao's hand.
"Quickly, Old Wang, these extraterrestrial cultivators are too powerful. Report this to the Special Security Department right away. Let Old Qiao notify Sect Leader Qin Yang; only Sect Leader Qin Yang might be able to resist them."
Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang said to Political Commissar Wang Hao.
"Alright, on it now!"
Political Commissar Wang Hao responded immediately and quickly stepped over to the communication station.
Above the sea, Ling Yun and the other two stood with hands behind their backs, gazing indifferently at the violent explosions.
"Let's go, brothers. Let's feast on the essence blood of these mortals."
Ling Yun said calmly.
Swoosh!
As his voice fell, Ling Yun's figure flashed, shooting towards one of the destroyers.
Zhao Feng and Hou Tong saw this and chuckled, a look of excitement flashing in their eyes.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two of them also darted towards one of the destroyers each.
"They're coming, they're coming at us!"
On the foremost destroyer, the faces of the soldiers looked pale.
It wasn't their lack of mental fortitude; these enemies were simply too powerful, beyond their imagination.
"Fire the cannons!"
The commander of the destroyer ordered through clenched teeth, though his face was equally pale.
Boom boom boom!
Aboard the destroyer, the cannons fired rapidly, flames bursting from the mouths, sending shells at high speed, continuously blasting towards Ling Yun.
In a blood-red robe, Ling Yun's face was indifferent, his figure flickering, easily evading each incoming shell.
Swoosh!
In the next second, Ling Yun, draped in blood clothes, was already standing on the vessel.
A dozen soldiers on board wore looks of terror but still drew their guns, ready to shoot.
Ling Yun glanced at them indifferently, and spiritual power surged from his body, transforming into hundreds of threads, instantly wrapping all the soldiers and logistics personnel on the ship, totaling over three hundred people.
"Become my breakfast."
A cold light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the next moment, the sound of flesh bursting echoed, as the bodies wrapped in spiritual power on this destroyer exploded into a mist of blood, leaving none alive.
"Hiss."
Ling Yun opened his mouth and lightly inhaled, threads of essence blood wafting from the vessel's every compartment, entirely entering Ling Yun's mouth.
"Though the essence blood of these mortals is extremely thin, it doesn't require much heart power to refine."
Ling Yun closed his eyes slightly, licked his lips, showing a trace of enjoyment.
Swoosh!
Moments later, Ling Yun opened his eyes, his figure flashing, landing on another destroyer.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the sea, the sounds of flesh exploding continually resounded on the destroyers and frigates. The ships' crews exploded into blood mist, and threads of essence blood were ingested by the three.
Minutes later, these destroyers and frigates were soaked in blood mist, becoming ghostly ships stained with fresh blood.
"Beasts, these extraterrestrial beings are all beasts!"
"Demons, demons, they're all demons!"
"..."
Inside the command room, Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang, General Sun Zhihui, and other officers, witnessing this scene, cried out in horror.
The East Sea Fleet is one of Huaxia's main fleets; this large-scale exercise almost employed more than half of the East Sea Fleet's power—nearly one-sixth of Huaxia's naval strength—destroyed by these bastards.
"Will Earth be destroyed by these people? No, there's still Sect Leader Qin Yang. Sect Leader Qin Yang surely can handle these beasts."
Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang said angrily, his face pale, eyes full of fury.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Above the ocean, after feasting on the essence blood, Ling Yun, Zhao Feng, and Hou Tong's figures flashed, standing again above the sea, their gaze indifferent as they looked down at the floating vessels.
"These things are equipment mortals use to spy on us."
Ling Yun raised a brow, his gaze falling on drones still flying above the sea, then waved his sleeve, whereupon the drones exploded.
Chirp chirp chirp.
The large screens in the command room emitted a few harsh noises. The image frayed, showing a large swath of static.
"Brothers, let's go. Ahead, several hundred kilometers of sea, lies the mainland. The inland state is a populous country with over a billion people."
A gleam flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.
"And that Pill Talisman Sect is there."
Ling Yun's indifferent eyes stared straight ahead and spoke.
"Yes, brother."
Hearing there are so many native mortals, Zhao Feng's eyes showed more excitement, nodding immediately.
"Tsk tsk, cultivators too, let's see how strong cultivators in this land filled with native mortals can be."
Hou Tong said with a light chuckle, his monkey-like face showing amusement.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
On the sea, Ling Yun and his companions transformed into three blood-red streaks, shooting toward the mainland several hundred miles away.
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