Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 753 - 647: Complete Extinction?

The radiant light from the ignition point of the rocket launch overshadowed the brilliance emitted by the graffiti sun in this Secret Realm.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

The deafening roar of the projectiles vividly performed a symphony of "let's watch the meteor shower together, crashing onto my skull."

Even an Official Transcendent being hit by a forty-kilogram solid cast iron bullet would definitely be accounted for on the spot.

What's more, they were filled with high-energy explosives and countless tennis-sized cluster bombs; twenty modified rockets, totaling 800 kilograms of Black Gold, perfectly exemplify the saying of using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Even a group of Silver Knights whose minds were still stuck in the muzzle-loader era had never seen such a weapon, but the warning from their Spiritual Sense of the Extraordinary made their expressions change instantly.

Knight Commander Langdoc roared:

"Scatter!"

The golden sword light of the Holy Sword in his hand surged wildly.

The agility of the Extraordinary allowed them to rearrange formation with lightning speed, far exceeding conventional troops. Facing a muzzle-loader, this simple maneuver was enough to render concentrated artillery fire useless.

Even had greatly reduced the lethality efficiency of conventional rockets.

However, they faced improved rockets designed for legion combat this time.

Just a short distance of eight hundred meters between them, the twenty modified rockets arrived in an instant, and before hitting the ground, they violently exploded ten meters above the heads of the scattered Silver Knights.

Boom!!!

The mini cluster bombs scattered and simultaneously self-destructed, flames, shockwaves, fragments turned a vast circular area eight hundred meters away into a domain of iron and fire.

Even the scorching wind stirred the locks of a group of people in the distance, their clothes fluttered in the intense turbulence. Despite knowing the weapon's power beforehand, the spectacular scene during the first battle was still overwhelming.

They were uncertain if they would be purified by the Radiance of God, but were sure the Silver Knights were fortunate to be the first standing structured human unit to have their spirits cleansed by rockets.

The blessed armor, the faith in maintaining the divine, the Combat Qi dwindling steel and spearheads, are nothing in the face of iron and fire justice!

[Black Gold's Justice Iron Fist・Legion Type] 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Are... they all taken care of?"

Milan gulped mid-sentence.

Aiven's figure vanished instantly.

Boom——

In the next moment, a gold and blue light flashed in the sky.

Clearly, the answer was no.

Except for Langdoc, the Peak Grand Knight holding the Holy Sword, none of the others, including the remaining four Great Knights, were able to retreat fully; nearly thirty Tier 2 Silver Knights had been annihilated entirely with one blow.

Using rockets on these dismounted cavalry seemed somewhat overblown, yet the cost of cultivating these Silver Knights by the Dawn Church was at least a hundredfold more than the twenty rockets!

Purely by cost calculation, it was a blood profit.

This demonstrated vividly how technological weapons were changing the low-level battleground of the future.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Anita drew the Dragon-slaying Sword, and Kaka, leaping from the shadows, took the lead charging toward those Great Knights who were bloodied despite being shielded by the Holy Sword.

Like pirates raising a bloody flag aboard a ship during a plunder, their motto was: "Leave none alive!"

Meanwhile, in the sky.

A magnificent sword light resembling golden wheat ears roared like a mad tiger.

"Ah! How dare you? How dare you? Blasphemy! Blasphemy! Not even the water of the Nether River can cleanse you of your sins! Your family, your friends, everything you leave in this world will be buried alongside you!!!"

When did the Silver Knights, once the pinnacle of Church combat power, become even less than cannon fodder?? Such vast structured losses had not occurred to the Silver Knights for so many years??

A circle of golden edge like wheat ears encircled Langdoc, the Peak Grand Knight, his eyes red as he swung the divine-granted Holy Sword.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

[Holy Sword: Leivodin] was once wielded by Frey, the Angel of Fertility under Dawn's command, granting the Church the Glory of maintaining the divine.

Within the Church, only the devout Holy Knights dedicated to serving the divine wholeheartedly could possibly wield the divine-granted weapon. Theoretically, with similar basic combat power, the more devout the knight, the stronger the combat power.

Just like now, even though the swordsman was only a Peak Level Grand Knight, with the aid of this Holy Sword, Langdoc certainly wasn't a weakling among Tier 4.

In an environment like the [Clock Tower] that limited the entry of Tier 4 individuals, a Grand Knight wielding a Holy Sword was the apex of combat power. Which True God Church was stronger, possessing similar Holy Swords, could only be known through battle.

Sizzle——

Aiven's hand wielded [Thunder Fang], obtained from the Spirit Realm, with frosty white Sword Qi flowing along the blade, yet just as the sharpest cutting edge requires a tough spine for support.

Even with the sharp and unparalleled Sword Qi enhancement, it cannot guarantee this superior Extraordinary weapon would remain undamaged in confrontation with a Holy Sword.

To be honest, any knight would dream of possessing a powerful weapon like the [Holy Sword].

Although it had the drawback of needing to be placed in the cathedral for worship by the faithful normally, wielding it in hand brought unparalleled delight.

Aiven believed if he desired a Holy Sword, the Saint Angel would happily offer him one, but at that time, he would truly have to sell himself to the Church as if oxen and horses.

Fortunately, his trump cards were far from exhausted, and he directly deployed the [Thunder God Battle Form: Phoenix Form].

Boom—

After transforming into a half-dragon, a lightning chain tearing through the air materialized behind him, connecting to six flashing thunder rings. The rune engravings on his limbs flickered with tangible lightning.

The platinum key-like [True Name] on his forehead shone brightly, using the powerful spiritual power of an Upper-Rank Wizard to restrain the vast life magnetic field. Beyond the blue and white electric light, his body was encircled by a golden edge, looking magnificent, matching the opponent's appearance.

At the same time.

The ring of lightning chains behind him erupted in brilliance, splitting into six, extending backward to form six long tails adorned with thunder rings, floating like the tail of a phoenix.

The last time he activated this powerful form, he faced the Tier 4 "Lawless" Hawkins. Although without the assistance of the [Crown of Miracles], the opponent also lacked Hawkins' slippery "free will."

Rumble...

The two turned into two dragon-like streaks of sword qi, charging recklessly through this graffiti-like world, battling from the sky to the ground, and back from the ground to the sky. One moment they shattered the clouds in the sky, the next they tore apart the forest on the ground...

The strangely shaped, incomplete animals suffered unforeseen calamities; some were sliced but remained unaffected, while others crumbled instantly even after a minor breach.

However.

Unlike Langdoc, who could only attain Tier 4 combat power through a Holy Sword, every ounce of Aiven's power came from himself. Coupled with exquisite master-level swordsmanship, time gradually tilted the balance scale in his favor.

Moreover, while swinging the sword with his right hand, his left hand, hidden behind his back, allowed tiny fire element spirits to leap into his palm, gathering into a restrained glowing ball under the constraint of a rune ring.

Suddenly.

"Ah—!"

Two screams echoed from below as four badly injured Great Knights faced a vigorous group who breached their defenses, resulting in half of them perishing instantly.

The remaining two were merely struggling in vain.

Perhaps hearing a familiar voice of close relation, Langdoc was momentarily distracted, involuntarily causing his sword light to explode, pulling away from Aiven and aiming to charge toward the ground.

"This is my chance!"

Aiven's eyes lit up; the light orb in his left palm emitted a ferocious dragon's roar.

Roar—!

The next instant, a shocking crimson rainbow, encasing a blazing white spear at its center, burst forth, hurtling towards the Holy Knight attempting to dive.

The Flame Prison Dragon's most potent magic-like technique known for its combat prowess.

[Killing: Magic-like Technique: Flame Prison Dragon Spear!]

Langdoc's pupils shrank to needlepoints, swiftly smearing his blood across the sword blade.

Boom—!

With the light slightly restrained.

The still incredibly solid [Flame Prison Dragon Spear] subtly altered its trajectory, heading straight for the graffiti-like sun above.

Meanwhile, the erratic golden sword light could no longer care for anything else, using its extreme impact force to flee deep into this vast graffiti world.

Leaving only a lingering echo:

"Daring to challenge the Dawn Church, blasphemers! The flames of 'Dawn' will burn you all to ashes! You have no place in the Main Material World's light!"

Aiven watched the sword light resemble a fire, dart to the horizon in an instant, yet amicably waved goodbye to the departing figure:

"Bold acts are often misunderstood; I actually don't have many enemies!"

How can a fanatic full of "superstitious" thoughts understand the greatness of science?

At the start of the battle, he didn't plan on letting a Silver Knight escape, having already sent out a [Genetic Hound] sharing the same substance as flesh, of which even a holy sword with Spiritual Sense wouldn't guard against.

Besides, he delivered to this Knight Commander the most devastating attack method: "Complete body DNA rupture."

Another name for it is: Let you run for seven days first!

Perhaps after the opponent used some self-harming skill, the metabolism significantly accelerated, and the consequence that genes couldn't transcribe or produce proteins might emerge today.

Anyway, there's no chance of leaving the [Clock Tower] alive.

At this moment.

Squeak—

With a tooth-aching cracking sound, the graffiti-like sun above was hit by a [Flame Prison Dragon Spear] and... began to rumble and fall.

This misdirected grand move accidentally found the spatial node of this second-dimensional graffiti Secret Realm. Whatever the space rules here are no longer relevant.

Aiven was dumbfounded.

Uh, you might not believe it, but that day I took down a sun.

However, he maintained a casual demeanor, slowly landing before the team that had defeated all enemies, facing their worshipful gazes: "Originally, I planned to wait here to meet Jelos and the others, but it seems we can only proceed to the sixth layer first."

Simultaneously, everything within a ten-kilometer radius began to fade, and the world before them seemed to shed a layer, rolling up like a painting, transforming into a physical scroll that fell into Aiven's hand.

The "swish swish swish" sound of waves gradually reached their ears.