Witch Wind

Chapter 233: The Battle Front Heads West (Part )

night.

A suburb of San Juto.

The light and shadows are distorted and invisible to the naked eye.

Xing Tianli stood on a big tree, quietly looking at the huge airport in front of him.

With rumbling steps, a team of Saint Ross strongmen wearing the uniforms of the Idoli Kingdom Army, but with unusually sturdy builds, far exceeding the normal level of Western Land men, came over in neat steps, carrying rough-looking automatic firearms with a caliber that could only be described as "cannons".

These guys' weight is obviously abnormal.

They were wearing leather boots. It had just rained and the ground was wet. Each of their steps sank deeply into the soft mud, leaving behind large footprints three inches deep.

In particular, each of these guys had a faint red electronic light flashing in their eyes.

Cold, heartless, and devoid of any human touch.

Xing Tianli pursed his lips. Considering the team of Saint Ross assassins with terrifying combat power that he had seen in Baidanfeng City before, have these Saint Ross people begun to mechanize their bodies in large numbers?
A "hiss, hiss" sound was heard.

The rain clouds in the sky were smashed, and a hard-shelled airship that was several miles long, with a hard shape, iron-gray color, and sharp lines exuding a steely murderous aura landed at high speed. The airship landed, the door of the pod opened, and a team of burly men wearing the uniforms of the Kingdom of Yidori came down carrying various weapons.

This team of Saint Ross men numbered around a thousand.

They formed a square formation on the huge airport, and soon, a huge, pitch-black pit bull came running over. The pit bull's eyes flashed with a faint red light, and the Saint Ross people followed the pit bull to the barracks several miles away without saying a word.

Inside the airship, two middle-aged men of normal build, overly pale skin and expressionless faces slowly walked out pushing a cart.

Several Yidoli generals led a group of soldiers to meet them.

A middle-aged man opened the lid of a metal box on a cart, revealing neatly packed thumb-sized silver metal balls. He picked up a metal ball and threw it over twenty feet away.

With a "hiss", the metal ball fell heavily to the ground, with large patches of fine electric light flashing on its surface. The metal ball melted and expanded, and in an instant it turned into a majestic and domineering advanced fighter plane with twin propellers.

Xing Tianli's face twitched.

Can you still do this?
This method, uh... this method, almost caused the "Primitive Witchcraft Scripture" to crash, and no useful information flowed out for a long time.

Instead, it was the ancient bronze sword that was sent into Xing Tianli's soul, and among the vast amount of cultivation books, a "Little Secret Magic" of unorthodox origin quietly emerged.

In this little secret magic, there are all kinds of strange and clever tricks, including how to refine various exquisite objects, how to disguise some large-sized lethal magical tools as flowers, birds, insects, fish and other objects that can be seen in daily life, so as to suddenly attack the enemy when he is least aware of it and give the enemy a fatal blow.

It's interesting, but after all it's just an unorthodox technique and is of no use at all in cultivation. It's just a little trick to deal with enemies and respond to emergencies.

Xing Tianli touched his chin and nodded slowly.

It’s quite interesting.

Some bold ideas emerged in his mind.

He flashed his body and hid underground, directly performing the innate Wu Earth Divine Escape and sneaking into the Yiduoli airport. He entered the neatly arranged rows of hangars, and with a wave of his sleeves, several fighter planes of different models, along with all kinds of bombs, missiles, rockets, etc., were put into the bronze tripod.

The energy of creation is surging.

The divine power of mediation and creation was activated, and these metal creations were copied in just a few breaths. Xing Tianli waved his sleeves, and the collected war equipment returned to their original positions, and his small bronze tripod already had enough sample data.

Fighter planes, tanks, and various self-propelled artillery.

The Saint Ross people were quite generous. Perhaps because these things came easily, they sent a lot of war equipment to the Yidoli people. In a heavily guarded armory, Xing Tianli even found dozens of heavy vehicles with danger signs painted on them, with "log cylinders" with a diameter of nearly ten feet and a length of more than ten feet.

Xing Tianli felt the terrible aftermath of radiation in the air and his face twitched.

Good guy, really good guy.

The people of Saint Ross have deployed so many of these powerful weapons here?

With a wave of his sleeves, a heavy vehicle disappeared, and was released again in an instant. At the same time, in Xing Tianli's bronze tripod, he had copied hundreds of common vehicles and the big killers on it.

"Hey, Liu Shang!" After Xing Tianli stole all the weapons samples provided by the Saint Ross people, he came to the center of Saint Yutu City. Generally speaking, the most central and best locations in the big cities of the Western Continent are usually occupied by the Holy Mother Church.

This place is also unique, with a tall tower standing tall and the statue of "Our Lady of War Exorcising Demons" on top.

The Virgin Mary, wearing golden armor, held a sword wrapped in flames, and stepped on an unknown creature with a hideous, twisted and ugly face. There were huge crystal mirrors on all four sides of the statue, and a large candle was placed in front of it. The candlelight was reflected by the mirror and fell on the statue. In the middle of the night, the statue was still glowing.

Xing Tianli stood on top of the statue, overlooking the city of Saint Yutu with its lights flashing below.

He took out a black clay pot that was the size of a human head, and gently stroked the smooth and warm surface of the pot with his fingers, and exhaled softly. There was something good inside, the Liushang voodoo that he had personally mixed.

As mentioned before, Liushang is a large type of voodoo, and its most significant effect is that it spreads violently and spreads endlessly. Moreover, it has many magical changes, and can even carry out special blood poisoning according to a person's bloodline.

It can be targeted at a specific person, or of course, it can be targeted at a specific ethnic group.

Xing Tianli recruited tens of millions of poor Yingis people to join his imperial army on Hillland Island. These people were all authentic and native Yingis people. They had the purest Yingis blood, and their ethnic characteristics were extremely prominent in their blood.

There are hundreds of countries in the Far West, and there are constant wars between them, and various conflicts arise all year round. The biggest reason for this is that these countries, big and small, are mostly formed around a certain ethnic group as the backbone.

This is true for Ingis, Farus, Idoli, and Saint-Norman.

The above countries are basically composed of one dominant ethnic group, accounting for more than 95% of the population. However, the main ethnic groups of Yingjishi, Falushi, Yiduoli, and Saint Norman are definitely not the same race.

Xing Tianli sat cross-legged on top of the statue of the Virgin Mary, with a black clay pot at his feet. He formed seals with his hands and chanted a mantra to liberate the dead. After chanting the mantra forty-nine times, Xing Tianli pushed the black clay pot from the high tower and smashed it to pieces.

In the jar, the black and red viscous liquid evaporated quickly when it came into contact with the air, turning into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye and blending into the air.

Inside the church, the priests on night patrol ran out in a hurry, armed with guns.

They searched for a long time but did not notice the broken remains of clay jars on the ground. A high-ranking silver-robed priest shouted loudly, asking the priests to guard the place with all their might and not let the war affect this ancient church with a history of nearly a thousand years.

Xing Tianli sat quietly on the statue of the Virgin Mary, waiting for the power of the potion to explode.

At dawn, some priests who had been on night watch last night began to sneeze in the church. They had a low-grade fever, coughed, and produced a thin layer of phlegm. Some people also had slight bone pain in their limbs and joints.

But that's it.

The priests thought they were just blown by the cold wind last night. They ran to the pharmacist and got some cold pills to take. Then they knelt down and prayed in front of the huge golden statue of the Virgin Mary in the main hall of the church. Then they went back to rest in peace. Inside the church, the priest who was doing the shopping went out with his big belly and the servants.

They went to the market to buy the freshest fruits, vegetables, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, red wine, milk and other high-end ingredients. They drooled as they discussed the recent war situation with the vegetable vendors. From time to time, they laughed heartily.

After all, the Yidoli Kingdom Army has changed its previous weak image and, relying on fighter jets and other advanced weapons that appeared out of nowhere, has inflicted heavy casualties on the various forces that jointly attacked.

Whether it was the priest or the vegetable vendor, as citizens of Idlib, everyone felt proud and was extremely happy.

In addition, the people of Saint Yutu City, because of the recent war, crowded into the church early in the morning, generously threw banknotes into the "church tax box", and got the opportunity to communicate with the high-ranking priests at close range.

The high-ranking priests, who were also sneezing constantly, stroked the heads of these generous believers with their hands covered with saliva and snot, and prayed loudly, praying that the Virgin Mary would protect these devout believers so that they would not suffer the ravages of war, and that she would protect them so that they could make a lot of money.

So, the people who had received shelter left contentedly.

Not long after they left, they began to have a low fever, cough, sneeze, and a little soreness in the limbs... But the symptoms were not serious. For the milder ones, it was just like a normal cold and would go away in three to five days without taking medicine. Even for the more serious ones, it would recover in ten days to half a month.

Just a normal little flu.

To the Yidori people of Saint Yutu, this was just a minor flu that didn't need to be a big deal - no one even died, so how could this be considered a big deal? In the history of the Western Continent, a pandemic that killed tens of millions of people was not the first, second, third or fourth time.

In the afternoon.

Two fighter planes took off, and the sneezing Yidoli pilots circled the planes at high altitude, observing the movements of the Black Crow Empire Army below. They coughed from time to time, and they disliked the stuffy air in the cockpit. They lowered the altitude, opened the sliding hatch, and gasped for air.

A group of Idoli soldiers sneezed and trembled as they marched outside the city of Saint Yutu. They collided head-on with a group of Black Smoke Empire scouts who were responsible for infiltration reconnaissance. The two sides were separated by a distance of more than 30 feet, and there was a "crackling" fight.

As expected, this group of Yidoli soldiers was defeated without any loss of manpower.

They started running, and a few unlucky ones who were too weak to run were left behind. They raised their hands calmly and sneezed at the Black Crow Empire soldiers who were surrounding them.

Outside the battle line of Saint Yutu City, under the hysterical rebuke of Prince Blood Crow, the Black Crow Empire Army secretly mobilized superior forces and launched a frenzied attack on a highland defense line.

The short attack lasted only an hour, and the highland defense line was successfully taken. Hundreds of wounded soldiers were lying on the battlefield, sneezing. The imperial soldiers carried the wounded off the battlefield in a very rough manner.

Similar things keep happening.

Hundreds of large and small exchanges of fire broke out at the same time in the huge Yutu Basin. Soldiers from both sides came into close contact in various ways, and the saliva and snot of the Yidoli soldiers also stained the bodies of these imperial soldiers.

At nightfall.

In a military camp on the front line of the Black Crow Empire, tens of thousands of soldiers from Yingjisi were all feverish and confused, lying on their beds unable to move. In a very short period of time, some of the Empire's soldiers had convulsions, twitches, and even delirium.

The disease spread outward with terrifying efficiency. In just two days, all the Black Crow Empire soldiers around the city of Saint Yutu, except for those originally from Farus, fell ill.

Especially those British officers and senior generals in the general staff, their conditions were more serious.

Yingjishi is an extremely closed, traditional and old empire. The generals who were sent to the Black Crow Empire to serve as senior staff officers all come from aristocratic families of all sizes.

The nobles of England basically have no connection with the common people. All their social activities, marriages, etc. are handled within the aristocratic circle. They form an extremely close, small-scale blood sample circle.

The Liushang voodoo concocted by Xing Tianli targeted these Yingjishi nobles, especially the royal blood in their bodies, and increased its toxicity.

In just two days, three British generals, more than a dozen lieutenant generals and major generals were burned to death.

Lilia City.

A grand banquet was forcibly interrupted.

In the heavily guarded conference room, the top leaders of the committee and the Pantheon sat together. The four sons of God had gloomy faces, and together with several important officials of the Black Crow Empire, they listened quietly to the report of a general of the Black Crow Empire.

"This is what happened. A plague of unknown origin has almost caused the entire Imperial Army to collapse." The Imperial Army general, who was once a member of the Farus Republican Federation Army, faced the stern and cold gazes of the committee and Pantheon leaders. He shook his body slightly in uneasiness, and his voice became stammering.

"Strangely enough, the only ones who were seriously ill were the officers and soldiers from Yingjishi."

"The Farus soldiers who live and eat together only have minor symptoms. It's so strange that this plague seems to only target the Yingji people?" The general of the Imperial Army licked his lips and spread his hands: "In history, there have been several pandemics in the Western Continent, but never one like this."

A man with blond hair and golden eyes whispered, "Then it's obvious. Voodoo tactics. We have been on the alert for that mysterious, ancient Eastern country. Did they interfere? Ah ha, that boss's corrupt existence, do they still have the ability to launch such an attack?"

A blonde woman with bloodshot eyes looked at him with great disdain: "Fool, don't forget that our native civilization was destroyed in their hands... Our Pantheon's two elders, Di Ling and Di Gu, have already encountered powerful beings that can rival them in the East Country."

The man with blond hair and golden eyes looked angrily at his companions.

A woman with the same blonde hair and golden eyes hurriedly leaned close to his ear and said, "Yes, you just arrived here. You may not know that Commissioner Hai Cesium has already sent this information back."

Everyone shut up.

Their eyes flickered as they all thought about how to deal with the current situation.

After a long while, a middle-aged man with blond hair and bloodshot eyes said in a deep voice: "But the people fighting against us now are the Yiduli people. The one who joins hands with us to fight against the Yiduli people is the Marquis Heiyun from the East Country, that is, the Duke of Jieshi who was canonized by the East Country... We all know his origins."

"Under this circumstance, with Marquis Black Cloud participating in our joint attack, is it necessary for those ancient and terrifying beings in the East Country to target us and deal such a heavy hand?"

"So, what do you mean?"

A middle-aged man with blond hair and bloodshot eyes stood up. He pointed his finger and a blood-red ring on his finger spurted out a beam of blood light. The blood light fell on the white screen on the wall, and a huge stone carved statue of Zhurong appeared in the blood light.

“It’s not just the East Country.”

"According to the information we have collected, those ancient and terrifying beings in the East Country are 'reviving'... They are fighting for power internally. According to our judgment, they are unlikely to attack us at this time."

"But the people of Saint Ross also have the blood of those terrible tribes."

"The Saint Ross royal family inherited the Zhurong bloodline... and the Zhurong bloodline is naturally a master at controlling blazing fire. Fiery fire can be used for casting, and it can also be used to refine certain strange potions."

"According to the information we have preserved, there are many terrifying voodoo masters among the Zhurong clan."

Everyone suddenly realized: "Damn Saint Ross people, they not only supported the Yidori people with their current weapons, they even used such shameless means."

"Then, we need to speed up the construction of our factories in Yingjishi. We can provide them with more and more advanced weapons." An old man with blond hair and golden eyes slapped the table lightly and said, "At the same time, hurt them."

"No need to wait, just attack and hurt them."

(End of this chapter)