Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Bloodstained Journey

After searching around, Wang Xuan indeed found a deliberately abandoned electronic device. After watching the video, he understood.

“This is even more formidable than being possessed by the God of Misfortune. Has our bad luck reached an unimaginable level? It’s incredibly difficult to get any help in this world.”

On the Mother Star, each of them was a favored child of heaven, and their fortune needs no mention. Most people have encountered good things, treasures usually delivering themselves to their doorstep.

But here, you don’t even have to think about it. If you drink water without choking, that’s considered a good thing.

Flying the aircraft into the sky, Wang Xuan headed in one direction. He didn’t know the flight path of Zhang Qingyu and the others, but the beast’s footprints were clear.

“Each footprint has a diameter of five or six meters. I don’t know what strange species this creature is or how many years it’s lived. Its combat power probably isn’t inferior to a typical Six-Armed warrior.”

Following the trail, the footprints gradually became chaotic, with blood dripping. Finally, fifteen hundred miles away, Wang Xuan saw a large pit created by a micro-nuclear explosion, the surrounding ten miles of soil vitrified.

At the edge lay a huge beast’s corpse, half its body blown away, the beast’s head charred, one leg missing, and its two wings turned into grilled wings.

But judging from the drag marks, it didn’t die immediately after the nuclear explosion, instead struggling for a while before succumbing to life force depletion.

“Now that the giant beast is dead, where have they gone?”

Wang Xuan searched within a radius of several hundred miles, with the scanner showing no activity, but he found traces of technological product usage and footprints of Celestial Race warriors.

Thousands of footprints were clear on the ground; some Celestial Race warriors were particularly large. He naturally understood that when the Celestial Race saw the giant beast chasing the Mountain Gate disciples, they witnessed this scene.

“Hopefully they’re still safe.”

The Mountain Gate disciples have strong survival abilities, and with various protective treasures, it’s honestly not easy for them to die.

Another day passed, and Wang Xuan finally saw the Mountain Gate disciples in fierce battle with Celestial Race warriors, quickening his pace.

Though it’s said to be a fierce battle, the Mountain Gate disciples were maintaining distance and using firearms to snipe at the Celestial Race warriors; they didn’t want close combat, which would be quite unwise.

Regarding physique, the Celestial Race warriors, with two arms and standing at the limit height of two meters, have strength comparable to the Peak of Blood Exchange, capable of fighting effectively.

Among the Celestial Race warriors, there were also some four-armed members, led by a Six-Armed strongman. If not for the threat of micro-nuclear bombs, they would have directly engaged rather than commanded warriors.

Wang Xuan’s aircraft was hit by large stones thrown by the Celestial Race warriors with immense power, covering the aircraft like bullet rain, forcing him to retract the aircraft and jump down alone.

Bang!

With a loud sound, Wang Xuan fell directly to the ground, creating a not-small pit. When he jumped out of the two-meter-deep hole, his body was covered with dirt.

“What’s the situation?” Wang Xuan’s body shook, causing the dirt to fall off automatically.

Wang Huatian said: “We used two micro-nuclear bombs to kill a beast that was relentlessly pursuing us and a four-armed alien, causing those people to be wary and not daring to come close, only letting soldiers charge.”

Zhuge Xian frowned slightly, her face slightly gloomy. Over the past two days, there were more than a dozen injured members, with two severely injured by the giant beast, and another survived an attack with the help of a treasure.

Looking around at the environment, here is considered easy to defend and hard to attack. Pointing underground, Wang Xuan said: “Prepare to retreat underground. We need to leave a way out.”

“I already dug it out without you saying.” Jing Yishui spoke.

Using cover, the Celestial Race warriors didn’t foolishly charge in. Some warriors holding bows and arrows drew their bows, and their kinetic arrows were incredibly damaging.

Unfortunately, the Mountain Gate disciples had military-grade Xingtian Shields, wearing both hard and soft armor, fearless of such attacks.

With a laser gun in hand, Wang Xuan leaned out half his body, and as a few Celestial Race warriors prepared to shoot him, they were immediately shot by the laser gun, their heads penetrated.

In just a few breaths, Wang Xuan killed ten people, then retracted his body, as an angry four-armed Celestial Race member picked up a one-meter diameter rock to throw at him.

“Such brute force, though the Eight-Armed Celestial King Realm isn’t strong overall, it has its advantages over the Human Race in some aspects, like power.”

As Wang Xuan spoke, he opened the Storage Space and took out two metal blocks, each the height and width of half a person. Upon activation, the golden blocks immediately unfolded into six-legged robots.

These weren’t ordinary robots but military war robots.

As the intelligence of the two robots began operating, they scanned the surrounding environment and enemies, rapidly drawing up combat plans.

With six legs moving at high speed, the war robots ran at over a hundred kilometers per hour, with eight rotating shooting barrels that shot lasers in all directions.

While invisible to the human eye, they could scan and quickly analyze the enemy’s attack methods and weaknesses before finally shooting them.

Of course, such powerful machinery requires high costs, not less than cultivating a warrior, but the advantage is that if resources are sufficient, they can be mass-produced.

Within just a few dozen seconds of entering the battlefield, the two robots killed hundreds of Celestial Race warriors, their weapons firing without pause.

Until a four-armed strongman stepped forward, relying on his strong defense to withstand the weapon’s shots and destroy the two robots.

At this time, Wang Xuan and the others had already disappeared through the tunnel, a high-explosive bomb collapsing the tunnel entrance, leaving the group nowhere to be seen.

When they descended several hundred meters underground, a hidden robot carrying a micro-nuclear bomb rushed towards the Celestial Race warriors, leading to a massive explosion where countless turned to dust.

During the next ten days, Wang Xuan and the others encountered one misfortune after another: sky falling, ground collapsing, floods, tornadoes, and frequently discovered by the Celestial Race. If not for the Eight-Armed King being busy guarding the Gate of the World, they might have died long ago.

Now they’ve been in the Eight-Armed Celestial King Realm for half a month.

During this half-month, the Celestial Race emperor summoned an army of 500,000, with nearly two million warriors distributed across a thousand-mile radius, ready to be mobilized.

Due to a high-impact nuclear explosion by Wang Xuan, the Celestial Race lost seventy to eighty thousand elite troops, causing the emperor to be cautious about facing it again.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know Wang Xuan only had one large-scale nuclear bomb.

During this time, the Celestial Race warriors made fewer attempts to enter the Gate of the World. Through repeated battles, they clearly understood the difference in comprehensive strength between the two worlds.

Henceforth, they fell into a defensive mode.

However, Earth’s civilization’s attack became increasingly fierce.

Large energy emission weapons fired powerful energy pillars time and again, sweeping over everything in front of the Gate of the World, with machines surging forward like a tide, drilling underground then disappearing.

And when strong aliens approached, they were attacked by war robots carrying nuclear bombs, seeking mutual destruction.

This almost rogue method could only be resisted by the Eight-Armed King level Celestial Race, so they could only suppress it before the Realm Gate.

“Use antimatter weapons to isolate the area in front of the Realm Gate for our entry!” Liu Yong issued a military command.

When an Eight-Armed King once again tried to block the surging tide of machines, he didn’t realize he would face an antimatter bullet, something even Celestial Immortals would handle cautiously.

This war, once Earth decides to end it, will not last much longer.

Even if Earth Immortals and Celestial Immortals cannot enter, the Federation Army can use powerful technological weapons to destroy Otherworld and kill Otherworld elites!

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