Destiny is ashes

Chapter 587: White Rainbow
The wind was like a soft gauze, gently lifting my body. The faster I fell, the more I could feel the solid presence of the air.

An Jing is falling.

Earlier on the shuttle, when everyone was waiting to arrive near the destination, an explosion suddenly occurred ahead.

Teacher Guang immediately woke up the other two candidates who were meditating, and then spat out a mouthful of blood - she used her own cultivation to bless the defense formation of the air shuttle and blocked the first wave of missile attacks.

But even with her level of cultivation, she definitely couldn't stop the second wave.

Zhang Zhuo and Xu Yue, who were awakened, reacted immediately. They were extremely grateful for the life-saving equipment that An Jing prepared for them. At the same time, An Jing, who realized something was wrong at the first moment, was already fully armed. He kicked open the emergency door of the shuttle and parachuted with everyone.

Just after everyone including the pilot jumped off the shuttle, the third wave of missiles bombarded the scattered wreckage of the shuttle, and the violent shock wave swept everyone to pieces.

But An Jing didn't.

Both the foundation building and martial arts meridians have the ability to fly. It is a skill to resonate oneself with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with one's own will and "fix" oneself in place, just like water will not sink into water and wind will not sink into wind.

Behind him, a ball of fire was spreading and burning, ferociously and violently. The air shuttle of No. 3 Middle School was of military-grade quality, but facing the equally military-grade surface-to-air missiles, it could only be blown into fireworks in the sky.

There was no need to use Wumai's ability. The first thing An Jing did was to take out the large sword box he had modified and then opened the parachute.

Bang.

An extremely obvious target suddenly appeared in the sky. Looking up from below, it looked like an orange pupil.

In order to prevent pilots from getting lost after landing, the parachutes in Xuan Ye City are extremely conspicuous. This was a life-saving paint job in the past, but now it has become the key point that focuses everyone's attention.

It's like a torch in the night sky, too dazzling.

"What is An Xuan doing?!"

The people from No. 3 Middle School who were still descending rapidly heard the sound. They turned around in shock, unable to believe that An Jing had opened the parachute so quickly.

In the current situation, even if it means getting hurt, you must use parachutes and other hovering spells at low altitudes! Staying at such a high altitude will only make you a target. If the enemy has surface-to-air missiles and other anti-aircraft weapons, won't that mean death? !

An Xuan is so calm. He carries so many things just in case. It's not like he would make such a mistake!

But they got one thing wrong.

Although An Jing had long anticipated that he would encounter various accidents, it did not mean that he would accept them calmly or not retaliate.

No matter who attacks him, he will fight back.

“It’s so poorly hidden.”

In mid-air, holding a large modified sword box, the pressurized spiritual furnace was running frantically, and An Jing's eyes were flowing with colors like flames, revealing a smile: "On a real battlefield, this is a living target."

Feeling the familiar atmosphere, he couldn't help but get a little excited, and the Zhitianshi started to work spontaneously, making everything slow down, slower and slower.

It became as if everything was stagnant, and everything in the field of vision became extremely clear and bright.

Just as Xu Yue said, the spiritual veins in this place are special, and the sword box's aiming formation is ineffective. However, An Jing has true spiritual pupils, so he can observe with the naked eye. With his eyes flashing, he easily found the location of the missile launcher hidden by camouflage in the fortress area.

There, a group of people were taking intense action.

A new round of missiles were being aimed and about to be launched, and behind them was a warehouse half exposed on the ground. It was obvious that it was an ammunition depot.

No need to say more.

Distance, wind speed, trajectory, interference, explosion fragments, his own target, everything was observed, understood, and transformed into his strength by An Jing in an instant.

It's now.

He raised the sword case, fixed his eyes, and calmly pulled the trigger.

The booster furnace, which had long been running at its maximum capacity, roared in operation, the warning light turned to a dangerous red, and the powerful golden evil was injected into the specially made small flying sword warhead. The dazzling golden-red light suddenly burst out, and the blazing white bullet like a rainbow, with a thin golden line, flew out of the sword box and cut through the strong wind.

There were layers of gas explosions, followed by sharp whistles. A clear flying sword trajectory flew from the sword box in An Jing's hand, which was already heating up and trembling, and hit the missile launch site in the distance.

Even in Zhitianshi's accelerated thinking perspective, its speed is as fast as lightning.

At the same time, the fourth round of missiles was about to be launched. Red flames were overflowing from the back of the launch pad, and layers of patterns were lighting up. It was about to take off and shoot down its enemy once again.

But this time, the blowback came too quickly.

There was a roar of thunder, and a white rainbow and golden line appeared in the sky.

A blazing white sword light that also fell from the sky but was not real thunder hit the missile at the moment it took off in flames, in front of the terrified gazes of all the surrounding operators.

The sword light pierced through the missile.

"Oh no, hurry up-"

Someone shouted in panic, but the next moment, a burst of flames like a volcanic eruption, carrying a shock wave that was enough to flatten a small fortress, shattered the entire position.

They were instantly engulfed by flames and impact.

The clouds that rose up with a whistling sound and the shock wave that spread like a ring lifted up the surrounding grass, trees, sand and gravel. Countless pieces of flesh and blood and missile wreckage were evenly distributed on the surrounding ground like rain.

After the extreme roar, the entire fortress area became extremely silent.

[Shooting in mid-air to intercept missiles?!]

On the ground, even Gang Hai felt that his immortal brain and chip together were not functioning smoothly. For a moment, he even forgot that he didn't need to breathe, and the air intake subconsciously began to suck in cooling medium.

——Who is this? Where did this legendary mercenary come from? Or is he a special guard of Xuanye City?

The other mercenaries stared blankly at the fortress area where a second, more violent explosion occurred due to the detonation of the ammunition detonation - right there, a small mushroom cloud was rising, and an even stronger shock wave swept in all directions, blasting a huge gap in the fortress area surrounded by dense forests, and raging flames ignited, sweeping through the surrounding jungle, and the flames dyed the surrounding sky and earth a blood-red color.

There was no need to investigate anything further, as the camp hidden in the fortress area was already extremely clear.

As for those who launched the missiles before?

There is no doubt that if it was possible to survive before, then this time everything will turn into ashes!

And just like that, An Jing landed leisurely in a clearing in the forest amidst the flames of the explosion.

(End of this chapter)