Chapter 811: The Sword that Brought Thousands of Lights with It

Zong Lizi, Ran Handong, and the others rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the beautiful and amazing scene in the space.

Hundreds of nuclear bombs exploded like the fireworks spreading in all directions.

The sword light traveled amid the fireworks; it traversed increasingly faster with a long flame at its tail, looking like a comet.

The girls were all extremely.

Even if that guy was stronger than those imagined Cultivation practitioners in the Star State or even in the Inherited Night State, could he stay alive after passing through the rain of nuclear bombs?

It was well known that the central part of the nuclear explosion was as hot as the center of a permanent star and that the high temperature and horrifying light radiation were unbearable for the humans.

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The alarm blared on the nameless battleship at last.

This was the real alarm; the siren sounded a bit loud. The personnel on the ship grew grave, but they were still not terribly concerned.

The exploded nuclear bombs that had been launched from the Scorching-Sun Battleship were analyzed merely a few seconds later, including the data of how many tons they had.

The battleship deployed the protective shield as soon as possible and engaged in their contingency plan.

Standing in front of the light screen, the advisory officers looked at the continuous explosions of the nuclear bombs with furrowed eyebrows, an expression of disbelief on their faces.

The nuclear bombs exploded so far away from their battleship and wouldn’t cause any damage to their battleship, so what were those commanders on the Scorching-Sun Battleship thinking?

Hundreds of nuclear bombs had already exploded, and more of them were traveling at a high speed, as if they were a bunch of soldiers ordered by their commander to go to a place of gathering.

No matter how fast those missiles could fly, they wouldn’t be able to arrive in a short time.

The officers and soldiers of the battleship had enough time to figure out why the Scorching-Sun Battleship was engaging in such a chaotic tactic that day.

The exploding nuclear bombs looked like the flames spreading in all directions, resembling shimmering stars in the distant space as it concealed the sword light in their midst.

No one but the middle-aged man sitting in the blood-jade chair noticed the sword light.

He was an ascendant from Chaotian and the founding grandmaster of the Bloody Demon Church, a true fairy man, so he had natural intuition about the changes in heaven and earth.

A bloody glow cast onto his pupils, making them look rather peculiar. In the next moment, countless complicated amulets appeared on the smooth lenses of his glasses.

The sword light traveling among the explosions of the nuclear bombs shone in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he curled up the corners of his mouth and muttered, “Quite interesting.”

Any ascendant who came to the Federation of the Milky Way from Chaotian would study first to learn how to deal with such weapons of fairy energy.

These ascendants were all true fairy men with an indestructible fairy body.

Regardless of how powerful the light and heat of the nuclear bombs were, it couldn’t harm these ascendants as long as they stayed far enough from the explosion of the bomb and moved away quickly enough.

However, it involved the precise calculation of the distance and a great deal of risk.

Why did the sword light travel amid the explosions of the nuclear bombs?

Was it because it attempted to conceal its track to evade the long-range weapons of the battleship and to arrive close to the battleship undetected to carry out the assassination?

Looking at the continuous explosions of the nuclear bombs in the distance, the middle-aged man seemed to have seen a fairy swordsman disguised as an assassin on his way to eliminate his target.

It was indeed interesting and well planned.

Unfortunately, these little “friends” who had just broken out of the cocoons had no clue as to the power unleashed by the combination of the Cultivation and the interplanetary technology.

The middle-aged man straightened his glasses. The smile around the corners of his mouth grew fainter.

The test was over.

Since those guys didn’t wish to have this little guy killed, there was no other choice but to conclude the test.

Facing the power and bravery demonstrated by that sword light, he didn’t have the confidence to defeat his opponent without employing the most formidable method.

“Is it true that one generation is always stronger than the previous one?”

Thinking of the broadsword man who sliced the battleship in half two days ago, the middle-aged man sighed, feeling indignant.

He was to give a signal to tell the other party that the test was over and that the confrontation could end peacefully.

It was then that he found the situation was out of his control.

An urgent alarm rang out on the battleship!

The long-range surveillance system had finally found the sword light; it was because the sword light…traveled much faster now!

“How can it be possible?”

The middle-aged man got up and looked at the dark space outside the window and the increasingly more ignited stars, the expression on his face grave.

He could vaguely guess what the sword light intended to do, but he couldn’t figure out how his opponent achieved such a feat.

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Though the nuclear bombs carved with the amulets wouldn’t become more powerful, their speed would increase, and they could be manipulated more easily.

For instance, these missiles loaded with nuclear warheads lined up in two rows obediently, like the streetlamps on both sides of the road extending toward the invisible battleship in the distance.

The two nuclear bombs exploded at the front, turning into two bright and pale fireballs. The sword light passed between them at a faster speed.

Jing Jiu was at the front of the sword light, thinking of all this and other matters as he looked at the flames retreating fast from the corner of his eye.

This world was much bigger than that world. The distance between the two battleships was longer than that between Chaotian and the Alien Land.

Worst of all, the speed of light in this world was much slower, so his speed was comparatively slower.

It would take at least half a minute to fly from the Scorching-Sun Battleship to that battleship, which was enough time for him to mull over many things.

After he came to this world, he had been considering how he could maintain his status as the most powerful swordsman.

The laser weapons were fast, but they were not powerful enough to harm him.

The nuclear bombs traveled too slowly.

The gravitational field was a fixed device.

The military of the Federation of the Milky Way might have other secret weapons…Well, he could deal with them when he encountered them.

He had to consider how to attack more effectively after he dealt with the defense issue.

This world was indeed too big. Even if he could travel as fast as possible, it was still impossible for him to travel like he had done in Chaotian, not to mention how exhausting it was.

For instance, if he wished to attack a target one hundred thousand kilometers away, he would become exhausted when he flew over as quickly as he could.

How could he maintain the speed and even travel increasingly faster?

He came up with an idea, which was to ignite the nuclear bombs on the way to add momentum to his travel.

The fairy energy generated from the explosions of the nuclear bombs would be the best energy source for him as long as it didn’t harm him in the first place.

Though this method was simple and crude, it required precise calculation, and it would only work for him.

It was a good thing as long as it worked.

The nuclear bombs exploded incessantly, and the fairy energy generated in abundance.

Jing Jiu absorbed the fairy energy constantly and traveled increasingly faster.

It was an unimaginably fast speed.

The nebula grew contorted and blurry in front of his eyes.

The light and heat emitted by the explosions of the nuclear bombs became a thin line.

The battleship drew nearer.

Whoosh!!!

The large floor-to-ceiling window shook slightly.

Dozens of sword lights passed through the air and the chair of blood jade, as well as the body of the middle-aged man. The figure of Jing Jiu materialized as the sword lights had gradually disappeared on the floor inside the window.

A crack appeared on the large floor-to-ceiling window along with a loud cracking sound.

Dozens of straight fractures could be seen on the hard alloy floor, looking like it was scratched by an invisible monster.