You Say You Believe in Science, But You Fly on a Sword - Chapter 145
Chapter 145: Let’s Do This
This morning, Uncle Sam.
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master has been scolding the Huaxia Cultivation World, especially Qi Yun, for days.
They actually refuse his requirements, while occupying such a good place!
They don’t have an ounce of sympathy. Will Qi Yun and his people ever cultivate!
Heh, just a bunch of weaklings. Since they’re unwilling, this seat won’t play with them anymore!
Sheep and cattle travel in herds, only tigers and leopards are solitary!
This seat’s magic is profound. What does it matter if I open a single-player dungeon! Those who cannot team up with this seat are destined to suffer the loss!
A beam of black light flashed across Uncle Sam’s sky, hitting the Plasma Shield, and exploding into a burst of fireworks, like the world’s most dazzling star, even overshadowing the moon’s glow.
But this brilliant star is not a good thing in the hands of Uncle Sam’s people.
“Ghosts… Ghost Race is attacking! ”
A trembling shout rang out.
Afterwards, a large number of fireworks exploded on the Plasma Shield, and several high-intensity lasers flew over.
After a few minutes, Uncle Sam’s Plasma Shield swayed precariously, showing signs of breaking.
“All cultivators, listen to my command! ”
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master appeared above Uncle Sam’s sky at some point, holding a Staff, and pointing at the army outside the Plasma Shield: “Kill! ”
In an instant, countless cultivators with blond hair and blue eyes, various hair and eye colors, and various skin tones, riding various broomsticks, and wielding various strangely shaped weapons, soared into the sky.
As the Plasma Shield opened a crack, they rushed out. Some blocked the missiles, others went to kill the Ghost Race.
But this time, the Ghost Race army was exceptionally large, and the cannon fire was exceptionally dense, causing cultivators to continuously fall from the sky, crashing onto the ground, turning into patches of bl00d.
Seeing those bloodstains, the Saintly Radiance Sect Master couldn’t help but roar: “If the Sacred Twin Swords weren’t still missing, how could I allow your petty villains to run rampant! ”
Just as they were about to gather power and unleash a powerful attack, a Thunderbolt suddenly struck from a distance, instantly hitting the Saintly Radiance Sect Master in the chest, sending them reeling back ten meters, interrupting their half-prepared magic.
“Who! Who ambushed this seat! ”
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master quickly stopped their retreat, glaring at the distance, secretly shocked.
They had fought against the Ghost Race’s Genetically Modified Troops before. They knew their strength, how strong they were, how capable they were in combat, and how easily they could be killed. Even an ambush wouldn’t have been able to send them flying back ten meters.
So now…
Not far away, a black, semi-illusory figure gradually appeared.
They also stood in mid-air, without relying on any external force. Their hands hung naturally at their sides, coldly looking at the Saintly Radiance Sect Master, as if looking at a dead person.
Seeing the Thunder Ghost Saint, the Saintly Radiance Sect Master was startled.
They had never heard of the Ghost Race having such a talent capable of rivaling the Great Ascension Realm!
The Thunder Ghost Saint, seeing the Saintly Radiance Sect Master, also frowned.
They never expected that a mere Level Three Civilization Cultivation Civilization would actually possess talents capable of rivaling them.
“Submit to the Ghost Race, and you may live. ”
The Thunder Ghost Saint said, using the Ghost Race’s specially made Human-Ghost Language Translator, “Refuse, and die. ”
“Heh, a mere Alien Race, so arrogant! ”
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master spun their Staff, transforming it into a two-meter-long club: “Die! ”
“Overestimating yourself! ”
In an instant, the two top-tier powerhouses of the era fought in the air, Thunderbolts and various magics filling the sky, even obscuring the sun’s rays that hadn’t yet risen in the distance.
Oh no, calling them top-tier powerhouses isn’t enough.
Shi Qin is the top-tier, the legendary T0.
They are at most T2.
T1 is Yin Wanshan and the other six.
After a brief moment of confusion, the Ghost Race soldiers and the Uncle Sam soldiers quickly regained their senses and continued their slaughter.
The Ghost Race soldiers went crazy, shouting “Ghost Race’s great cause, for generations to come,” while attacking fiercely.
The Uncle Sam soldiers could only passively defend the Plasma Shield.
Because Uncle Sam’s Launch Towers were far fewer than China’s seventy-two, and there were no Formation Runes carved by cultivators on the towers, nor the support of formations like the Dragon Vein National Protection Formation.
Therefore, under the Ghost Race’s firepower suppression, after a short time, the Plasma Shield swayed dangerously, covered in cracks, and was about to explode.
The Minister of National Defense was shocked: “Quickly! Reinforce it! Increase the output power! ”
“Minister! We’ve already reached maximum power! We can’t reinforce it anymore! ”
The Minister of National Defense felt the sky was falling.
“Notify all troops, prepare for a major battle! ”
They shouted: “Once the Plasma Shield breaks, we must defend with all our might! ”
“Report, Minister! ”
“Speak! What is it! ”
“They… they refuse! ”
“What? ”
The Minister of National Defense experienced firsthand what “Seven Orifices Smoking” meant: “They dare! Do they want to die! ”
“The troops say they are on vacation, and the Government has no right to infringe on their vacation rights! ”
“I****************, Baka Yarou, may your ancestors’ graves be dug up! They are still on vacation at this time! ”
The Minister of National Defense spat out a torrent of National Essence in English, then used their broken Chinese learned during their time studying in China, and finally shouted: “Cancel their vacation! Tell them, if we don’t win this time, they won’t have any vacation in the future! ”
“They say they want a vacation, they refuse! ”
“I***********! Damn it, get me medicine! ”
The farce ended with the Minister of National Defense fainting and the Ministry of National Defense urgently providing first aid.
However, the battle in the air, the battles in the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans, and the battle that began in Uncle Sam’s territory after the Plasma Shield shattered, did not pause for a moment because of the Minister of National Defense’s fainting.
With a loud bang, the Plasma Shield exploded, and the Ghost Race soldiers, like prisoners who had been locked up for decades, suddenly saw a Full Imperial Banquet, rushing into Uncle Sam’s territory like a wave.
Although Uncle Sam is a very free country, and citizens can legally carry guns, how could untrained soldiers defeat well-trained Ghost Race soldiers?
Soon, many Uncle Sam people died under the Ghost Race’s guns and cannons, then became Ghost Race members, going to kill their former compatriots.
“Everyone! Fight! Defend! ”
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master finally discovered the Ghost Race’s terrifying Contagiousness: “Don’t lose! Don’t retreat! Hold the line! ”
“You’re asking for it! ”
The Thunder Ghost Saint seized the opportunity and punched the Saintly Radiance Sect Master in the chest: “Fighting me, you still dare to be distracted? Are you looking for death? ”
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master wasn’t someone who could withstand a beating. After taking a punch from the Thunder Ghost Saint, whose strength was comparable to their own, they were almost completely destroyed, their Aura greatly disturbed.
“I… cough! ”
The Saintly Radiance Sect Master spat out a mouthful of old bl00d. Looking at the land ablaze with war below, they roared: “Ghost Race! I’m not finished with you! “