My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1092 Murderous intention

Once productive forces are unleashed, the power they unleash will be terrifying.

A certain industrial Cthulhu went from being penniless to dominating the Earth in just fifty years, even without the aid of advanced technology.

Artificial intelligence, leap engines, Ultron robotics, nanotechnology, cosmic microwave background radiation energy extraction technology...

These cutting-edge technologies, powered by the celestial stars with their boundless mineral resources, allow Wen Rui to produce as many troops as he desires, far surpassing the Zerg's stereotypical ability to mass-produce units.

To breed a Zergling that explodes, it would require at least a large amount of organic matter and a certain amount of time for growth and development, right?
A certain industrial Cthulhu superpower, described by other countries with exaggerated imaginations, can only be imagined to produce 20,000 self-destructing drones per day. In reality, if production capacity were to be ramped up during wartime, the daily output could reach 100,000 units, and the annual output could reach 30 to 50 million units. This would be more than enough to provide each enemy soldier with 100 drones to be bombed.

Wen Rui was still hiding his true abilities. He hadn't even mentioned that over the years he had been persistently spreading nano-units on the surface of the mortal realm, and now a nano-unit sedimentary layer tens of meters thick had formed beneath the surface soil.

It is known that the four continents of the mortal realm cover an area of ​​countless miles. The sheer size of the nanometer units accumulated beneath the surface multiplied by this area would be enormous.

How many celestial and terrestrial giants can these nanounits construct?
The twelve nano-giants that could be broken and reassembled were already giving these four Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect a major headache. If Wen Rui were to reveal his trump card, the prehistoric land would be instantly filled with attacking giants, and the number of giants would probably be more than the human population.

"Our Jie Sect never goes to extremes. I'll spare your lives now. Leave all your magic treasures behind and get back to Yuxu Palace. I might even spare your lives, just like our Jie Sect predecessors did for you back then."

Wen Rui, now in power, became arrogant and sneered, "If not, then today, I will leave you all on this battlefield and see if your so-called 'Heavenly Way' can protect you."

Although it was an attempt to appease the situation, Wen Rui's words were incredibly harsh, once again striking a nerve with the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

At the same time, the technological forces behind Wen Rui sprang into action once more. The cannons of the spaceships were reactivated, and the energy cores shone with intense light. The arms of the technological giants transformed into giant blades of light energy, and nano-webs intertwined in the air. The drone swarm also restarted, and the mechanical hum once again enveloped the battlefield. The passage that had been cleared was instantly closed, and the four immortals were once again surrounded.

The silence of the battlefield was broken by Guang Chengzi's angry shout.

A faint yet resolute golden light emanated from him, and his tone exuded an unquestionable authority:
"Wen Rui, you traitor of the Jie Sect! Stop spreading your heresies! The Heavenly Dao operates according to its own destiny, and the boundaries between humans, demons, and monsters are clear. This is the Three Realms Order established by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun. You have committed a grave error yet remain unaware of it, and you have acted violently and humiliated us righteous immortals. You will surely be punished by Heaven!"

Jade Cauldron Immortal also stepped forward, holding the Immortal-Slaying Sword horizontally in front of his chest, showing no fear whatsoever, and angrily rebuked: "What 'times have changed'? That's utterly absurd! The Way of Heaven is eternal, and we immortals live as long as Heaven and Earth. As long as we exist, times will never change!"

Chi Jingzi forced himself to stand upright. Although the white light from the Yin-Yang Mirror was faint, it reflected the rage in his eyes: "Our Chan Sect upholds the orthodox way of Heaven and teaches the common people to 'follow the will of Heaven and respond to the needs of the people.' How could we allow a traitor like you to subvert the established order? If you stop now and come back to Yuxu Palace with us to plead guilty, you may be able to obtain the Sage's forgiveness. Otherwise, when the Sage takes action, no matter how many evil spells or how many wicked tricks you have, you will not escape being reduced to ashes!"

"Since ancient times, the righteous have always prevailed over the wicked; evil can never triumph over good!"

Guang Chengzi concluded with a sigh, "Back then, your Jie Sect was known for its 'ten thousand immortals paying homage,' with countless Golden Immortals and several Primordial Golden Immortals, while my Chan Sect only had twelve Golden Immortals. Yet, we still managed to nearly destroy your sect. It's just a pity that we failed to eradicate you completely, leaving you as a menace. You will inevitably repeat the same mistakes sooner or later. Don't be so arrogant!" A vein popped out on Wen Rui's forehead. This time, the other party had really hit a nerve. These words truly made him furious.

If it were those weak-willed gods in Heaven, they would probably have knelt down and begged for mercy long ago after being surrounded and attacked like this. Even among the Buddhas of the Western Paradise, when the Buddha Wutian was in power, quite a few betrayed and surrendered to the enemy.

However, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were exceptionally stubborn and possessed extraordinary self-confidence.

They truly believe that everything they believe is divinely ordained, and they would rather die than reflect on anything that contradicts their own beliefs.

This just proves the old saying: "Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."

"Tsk... I gave you a way out, why didn't you cherish it?"

Wen Rui curled his lips, his face darkened, and a chilling murderous aura emanated from him: "Do you misunderstand that I dare not kill you, or do you think I cannot kill you?"

He raised his hand, and a lump of flesh grew out of his palm in a very strange way. The lump continued to grow and eventually turned into a crimson short sword.

This short sword has a long, thin blade, resembling a stinging needle. It is Mosquito Taoist's natal magic weapon—the Spirit Devouring Sword.

Upon seeing the sword, the four Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect immediately felt a sense of alarm and sensed great danger.

Even when they were bombarded by various artillery and missiles and subjected to a barrage of bombardments, they never felt alarmed. This was because although those ordinary weapons were exquisite, they were not enough to threaten their lives. Even if they were bombed for a year or two, they would only be injured but not killed.

That seemingly ordinary short sword was actually a terrifying weapon capable of taking their lives.

Wen Rui's bio-engineered demon body and Mosquito Daoist's ancient mosquito clan body share the same origin and have a very high degree of genetic similarity. The two also share the achievements of bio-engineering technology. Therefore, Wen Rui can naturally replicate Mosquito Daoist's natal sword.

This replica Soul-Devouring Sword also possesses the original's ability to pierce and break through defenses regardless of the opponent's physical strength. It can also absorb the opponent's flesh and blood with extremely high efficiency and immediately digest and transform it into pure life essence energy to replenish itself.

Back then, the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit was at the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal. She was drained of all her energy by this sword, leaving only her tortoise shell. She possessed the body of an ancient primordial tortoise, and her physical strength far surpassed that of ordinary immortals. Even she could not withstand it, let alone these four Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect who had their three flowers removed and had to rebuild their cultivation to regain their realm.

Wen Rui was truly determined to kill them. These immortals of the Chan Sect had distorted their thinking and there was no possibility of reforming or correcting them. Why should he tolerate them or keep them around?
When the disciples of the Chan Sect killed the disciples of the Jie Sect, they didn't leave them any way out, not even a chance. They killed them without hesitation and then said it was fate. Wen Rui was able to show great mercy and give them a chance to escape, which was already more than enough.

(End of this chapter)