Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Kurosawa quickly issued an order in the team channel: "All magicians, prepare AOE! Physicalians, retreat, this thing is highly corrosive!"

"Let me try." Lan Yan, the mage of the Xinsu Adventure Group, stepped forward, and a dazzling white light condensed on the tip of his staff. "The Holy Light system should be effective - Holy Nova!"

"boom--!"

The dazzling holy light pierced into the flesh wall like a materialized sharp blade, accompanied by a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound, and foul-smelling black smoke rose into the sky.

The wall of flesh and blood let out a shriek similar to that of a baby crying, and a large charred hole with a diameter of two meters was burned on its surface.

"It works!" Lan Yan was about to continue his attack when the smile froze on his face in an instant - the surrounding squirming flesh and blood rushed towards the gap at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was completely repaired in less than five seconds.

"The regeneration rate is too fast!"

At this moment, the wall of flesh and blood suddenly twitched violently, and dozens of huge pustules swelled on its surface.

Kurosawa's pupils shrank, and he suddenly pulled Lan Yan back and leaped: "Everyone retreat! It's going to explode--"

"Pfft!"

Dozens of swollen pustules burst one after another, and blood rain spurted out from the sky like an opened fire hydrant.

The splashing liquid was mixed with sharp bone fragments, which were embedded in the surrounding walls like shotgun bullets.

The right arm of a contractor who was unable to dodge seemed to be splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, and the flesh dissolved and fell off at a terrifying speed.

In just three seconds, the entire arm turned into a piece of white bones covered with blood, and the finger bones still maintained a blocking posture.

"Treat him! Treat him quickly!" Yin Ye, the doctor of the Iron Fist Adventure Group, was about to rush over when the ground suddenly shook violently.

The flesh and blood wall split in two as if torn apart by an invisible giant hand, revealing a deep corridor behind it, as well as
"Is that a throne?"

At the end of the corridor, a ghost sat on a huge throne made of countless twisted and entangled bones.

At this moment, the other party was performing some rituals that the Iron Fist Adventure Group could not understand. In a flash, the wall of flesh and blood healed again, causing everyone to lose sight of the altar.

At the same time, a large number of tumors fell off the wall. After falling to the ground, they quickly expanded, twisted and deformed, and in the blink of an eye they turned into hundreds of fist-sized monsters.

These deformed creatures resemble puppies that have been skinned alive, but they strangely have eight spindly spider-like limbs.

Beneath their mucus-covered skin, throbbing blood vessels are faintly visible, and the layers of spiral fangs in their mouths constantly open and close, making a scalp-numbing squeaking sound.

"Get out of the way!" A melee contractor from the Iron Fist Group roared and swung his giant sword. A cold light flashed, and three or four strange beasts were killed.

Dark green corrosive fluid spurted out of the body of the slain beast, instantly melting several charred holes in his fine steel wristband.

What was even more terrifying was that the severed limbs were wriggling madly on the ground as if they had life, and were reassembling into new individuals at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Physical attacks are ineffective! They will split and regenerate!" The roar of Steel Shield was particularly loud in the chaos. He smashed the giant shield to the ground, and the pale golden energy barrier unfolded like a dome, fiercely repelling the group of monsters that were rushing towards him. "Mage! Clear the area quickly! If we drag it on any longer, we will all die here!"

On the other side, the formation of the Kurosawa Adventure Group was also torn to pieces by the group of strange beasts.

“Damn it!” Kurosawa chopped off the beast that was charging at him with a knife and shouted in the direction of the Iron Fist Group, “Iron Fist! A temporary truce? Get rid of these ghosts first!”

"You don't need me to tell you!" Iron Fist smashed the flesh tentacles that attacked from the ground, turned around and shouted at the members, "Steel Shield, open the field! Blue Flame, prepare the boundary breaking technique! Everyone else, clean up the monsters!"

"The field can only last three minutes at most!" Veins popped out on Steel Shield's forehead, and the hands holding the shield had begun to tremble.

Lan Yan quickly took out a blue crystal, pressed it between his brows, and began to chant a complicated spell.

As the spell sounded, a constantly rotating hexagram appeared under her feet, and tiny ice crystals condensed in the air.

Kurosawa was not idle either. He quickly placed seven silver nails on the flesh wall, forming a strange pattern.

Hundreds of vengeful spirits gushed out from the wall, madly biting the surrounding flesh.

Lan Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and the hexagram array shone brightly, "The world-breaking technique is ready, let's go!"

At this moment, the walls around everyone in the Iron Fist Adventure Group and the Heart Su Adventure Group began to wriggle. Lan Yan knew that he could not wait any longer, so he activated the Boundary Breaking Technique and forcibly took everyone out of the area.

A blinding blue light burst out, and a gap was torn in the space.

Everyone felt dizzy, and when their vision refocused, they were already in a spacious tent.

A warm bonfire was burning in the middle of the tent, and the firelight illuminated everyone's frightened faces.

"Hey? Aren't these the people from Tiequan and Xinsu? How did you all get into this state?" There were two contractors in the tent. Their names were Canye and Kongfei. Under Lin Yi's arrangement, they became liaisons responsible for connecting with the contractors.

As contractors of the charm route, Canye and Kongfei are very clear about their positions. They are more suitable for roles such as liaisons that require social skills rather than warriors who charge into battle.

"Damn, the underground altar the doctor mentioned was just a pit. We both almost got buried in it." Iron Fist stood up from the ground cursing, his heavy combat boots making the grass on the floor of the tent creak.

He roughly pulled off the tattered gauntlet, revealing the arm muscles that had been corroded and turned black.

"We almost all died in that damn place!"

At this time, Canye noticed that the armor on the group of people showed signs of corrosion, and many of them even had bloody wounds. It was obvious that what the group had encountered this time was definitely not simple.

Canye quickly took out a bottle of dark purple potion and smashed it on the ground. The sticky sound of flesh growing could be heard from the rising mist.

Then, Canye told Lin Yi about the return of the Xinsu Adventure Group and the Iron Fist Adventure Group, and asked Lin Yi to come over.

About three minutes later, Lin Yi and Bernard arrived at the tent.

After hearing that Lin Yi's men had discovered an altar underground, Bernard also wanted to hear more specific information to see if he could interrupt the ceremony before the other party started it.

Lin Yi's eyes swept across the two embarrassed adventure groups, and finally landed on Kurosawa: "What did you encounter?"

Kurosawa took a deep breath to calm his rapid breathing: "There is a throne deep in the underground altar, and a ghost sits on it. It is performing some kind of ritual. As soon as we approached, the whole area came alive - the walls, the ground, all flesh and blood tissue that can regenerate, and there are those strange beasts that can split..."

"Phantom?" Bernard frowned. "What exactly is it doing?"

"There is a dark red crystal floating in front of it, as if it is offering... a sacrifice."

"There's no way we can get into that damn place! Physical attacks are ineffective, and spell consumption can't keep up with the opponent's regeneration speed. We can't even get close to the opponent!"

It can be seen that Iron Fist is really resentful this time. After all, he was forced to flee back before he even met the real boss. Even in the previous world battle, Iron Fist has never felt so aggrieved.

"How many civilians are still in Graystone City that have not evacuated?"

Just as the atmosphere in the tent gradually fell into silence, Lin Yi suddenly interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Um, wait a minute, let me ask." Canye asked the action team that was still carrying out the assassination in Graystone City on the communication platform.

Soon Canye indicated that there were no ordinary people left inside.

"All the civilians have evacuated?" Lin Yi's eyes suddenly darkened, filled with chills. "That is to say, the only people left in the city now are the army... and those desperate criminals?"

Canye nodded: "The action team has confirmed that the last group of civilians left through the underground passage three hours ago. Those who are still in the city are either rebels or desperate criminals who are not afraid of death."

After the soldiers in Graystone City drank some unknown potion, their bodies began to mutate. Hideous black lines appeared under their skin, their muscles twisted and swelled, and their eyes glowed ominously red.

They are no longer human, but more like some kind of half-human, half-demon monster, with only bloodthirsty instincts left.

"Drank the medicine..." Bernard's face was gloomy. "Is it the 'demon potion'? Those lunatics actually used this thing on their own people!"

The demon potion can twist a living person into a half-demon monster. Once taken, the flesh and blood will mutate and the soul will be madly eroded, with no possibility of reversal.

"How many troops are left?" Lin Yi's voice was frighteningly calm.

"At least fifty thousand."

"Gather the troops and prepare for battle."

"What do you mean?" Bernard looked at Lin Yi and suddenly understood Lin Yi's plan.

"Since there are no longer any of our own people in the city, why are we still being so cautious? Canye, send a message to everyone, asking them to evacuate Graystone City. In twenty minutes, we will launch a saturation attack."

The so-called "saturation attack" is simple and brutal - covering the area with artillery fire, leaving no area behind.

Today's Zul Empire army is already equipped with tanks, heavy artillery and other battlefield weapons, with enough firepower to raze an entire city to the ground.

Since Graystone City has become a den of demons, it is better to completely destroy it, and rebuild a new city that truly belongs to humans after the smoke clears. "Bombarding the ground?" Bernard's eyebrows jumped, but soon, his eyes became cold and hard, "... Indeed, this is the fastest way."

Canye immediately issued an order in the communication channel: "Attention all units, evacuate Graystone City immediately! Repeat, evacuate immediately! In twenty minutes, the saturation strike will begin!"

There was a brief silence in the channel, followed by several responses: "Received."

Ten minutes later, temporary command post outside Graystone City
Amid the roar of steel tracks, three hundred heavy self-propelled artillery pieces slowly adjusted their angles, with their black muzzles pointed in the direction of Graystone City.

"Coordinate calibration completed." The voice of the artillery commander came through the communicator.

"Signalman."

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, a communications soldier trotted forward and handed over a walkie-talkie connected to a wire with the frequency adjusted.

"Attention all combat units, authorization code 85848, all fire units, carry out indiscriminate saturation strikes on the entire area of ​​Graystone City. This order takes effect immediately."

The moment the order was given, the bearded artillery commander crushed the cigar between his fingers, and sparks flew under his boots.

"Entire regiment! Load high-explosive bombs!" His roar exploded in the smoke, and the blue veins on his neck were clearly visible.

Clang! The one-meter-long brass shell was sent into the barrel by the crane arm, and the eight gunners worked together like a sophisticated war machine.

The loader's arms were knotted with muscles, and there was a sharp sound of metal friction when he pushed the shell in.

The aimer quickly turned the gears, and the barrel was slowly pressed down with the sound of hydraulics. The others had already retreated to a safe distance, with rubber earplugs deeply embedded in their ear canals.

boom--! ! !
The first round of salvos tore through the sky, and the shells, trailing red flames, streaked across the horizon, outlining a deadly parabola in the gray sky, and accurately hit the block with the densest concentration of Graystone City troops.

The shock wave generated by the first round of explosions instantly razed an area of ​​100 meters to the ground, and the dazzling white light engulfed the entire street.

Those twisted and mutated monsters didn't even have time to scream before they were vaporized in the heat of thousands of degrees.

The rubble and shrapnel stirred up by the shock wave formed a deadly metal storm, tearing the monsters that were lucky enough not to be hit directly into pieces.

A faint blue flame burst out from the explosion, and once it touches the target, it will continue to burn until it is burned into a pile of charred bones.

Boom, boom, boom...

There were dense explosions and shells were fired one after another.

Three hundred heavy artillery pieces were divided into three waves and fired in turns, ensuring that hundreds of shells were whistling in the air at all times.

The entire artillery position was shrouded in thick gunpowder smoke. The gun barrels turned red due to continuous firing, and the cooling water poured on them instantly vaporized into white mist.

The whistling sounds of shells breaking through the air rose one after another, and the entire Graystone City was experiencing a baptism of steel and fire.

Facts have proved that under the saturation attack of thousands of rounds per minute, even those enhanced demonized soldiers cannot escape this forbidden zone of death.

The commander of the artillery regiment stood on the command vehicle, calmly adjusting the firing parameters: "Number three gun group, extend the fire to cover the B7 area; Number five gun group, switch to incendiary bombs!"

Shells poured down like torrential rain, flames of explosions rose one after another, and the entire Limestone City trembled in the baptism of steel and flames.

As soon as the twisted and corrupted soldiers rushed out of the smoke, they were torn to pieces by a new round of artillery fire.

The air was filled with thick, burnt smoke mixed with a pungent smell of sulfur, which was nauseating.

"Report! A high-density target gathering was detected in Area C!" The observer's voice came from the communicator.

The commander of the artillery regiment narrowed his eyes and saw through the telescope hundreds of corrupted soldiers huddled together and squirming in a strange posture. Their flesh and blood stuck together like melted wax, and their bones twisted and deformed, gradually forming a huge, throbbing tumor-like monster.

"You want to rely on numbers to take it on?" The artillery commander sneered, "Switch to the Bone Crusher special bullets and blow it to pieces!"

Three seconds later, a cannonball engraved with dark red runes whizzed out, leaving a bloody trail in the air.

boom--! ! !
At the moment of the explosion, the projectile burst into countless metal fragments, sweeping across the entire fusion body like a storm.

Those fragments were like living things, precisely twisting into every inch of squirming flesh and tearing the monster that was taking shape into a bloody rain.

After ten minutes of saturation bombardment, Graystone City was completely wiped off the map.

The once towering city walls were reduced to dust and the bustling streets were reduced to scorched earth.

On the land plowed by the shells, only countless crisscrossing craters and still-burning building ruins were left.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the stench of burnt flesh and blood, and occasionally one could hear the muffled sound of something collapsing - that was the sound of the last few load-bearing pillars breaking in the flames.

On the high ground outside the city, the contractors watched this scene in silence.

Yin Ye, the doctor of the Iron Fist Adventure Group, kicked away half of the charred leg bone, watched it draw an arc in the air, and finally smashed into the crater that was emitting green smoke.

"Where's the promised 'reward world'?" She pulled off her dusty mask, her voice trembling with absurdity, "This is more fucking exciting than the war world!"

In the distance, the echoes of the last few shells were still echoing.

The contractors looked at the completely plowed city and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

"Captain! Great discovery!" Just when the Iron Fist Adventure Group was suddenly feeling sad, a member of the Iron Fist Adventure Group ran towards Iron Fist.

Tiequan slowly unscrewed the cap of the soda bottle, and the sound of foam overflowing was particularly crisp in the silent battlefield.

"What's the hurry?" He tilted his head back and took a sip, the cold liquid sliding down his throat, "Did you find some treasure?"

"I just tried it. We can get contribution points by firing, and it's quite a lot!" The contractor told Iron Fist what had just happened.

This contractor had been hankering after an artillery position for a long time because his skill included "precision artillery".

After obtaining Lin Yi's consent, he temporarily joined the artillery regiment to satisfy his desire.

But who would have thought that when he was operating the heavy artillery to launch the first round of salvos on Graystone City, his personal panel suddenly refreshed like crazy.

"What? You can earn contribution points by firing a cannon?!" Tie Quan spit out a mouthful of soda and stared at the contractor with wide eyes, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"Why would I lie to you?" The contractor excitedly pulled up his personal dashboard, where a dense array of prompts were still scrolling:

[Participate in killing corrupted soldiers, contribution value +50]

[Kill corrupted soldiers, contribution value +120]

……

Tiequan stared at the numbers jumping on the panel, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

The soda in my hand suddenly became tasteless, and the condensed water droplets on the bottle dripped onto the sand, making a slight "hissing" sound.

"Wait—" He grabbed the other man's shoulder fiercely, "You mean, as long as we hit something with our artillery, it will be counted as a kill?"

"Yes! And it seems to be distributed according to the damage ratio!" The contractor rubbed his hands, "I just fired three shells, which is equivalent to killing twenty ordinary soldiers!"

The conversation between the two quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding contractors. The contractors who were originally feeling sad all turned their heads, and the confusion in their eyes was instantly replaced by a dangerous light.

"Um..." A contractor carrying a sniper rifle coughed lightly, "I suddenly feel that my 'precision shooting' talent should also be used on artillery..."

"I have a passive skill called 'Demolition Expert'!" Another contractor raised his hand.

"I, I can't fire the cannon..." a certain auxiliary girl said weakly, "but I can pass the cannonballs to everyone!"

Five minutes later, artillery position.

The commander of the artillery regiment was checking the firing parameters with a half-smoked cigar in his mouth when he was suddenly startled by a loud sound of footsteps.

He looked up and was nearly choked by the smoke—hundreds of contractors poured into the artillery position like a tide, their eyes shining, like hungry wolves seeing a fat sheep.

"Are you guys planning a rebellion?!" The captain pulled out his cigar, the veins on his temples throbbing.

Tiequan took a quick step forward, stood at attention and saluted with a "bang", his body straighter than a gun barrel, his expression so serious as if he was about to join the party.

"Report to the commander! All members of the Iron Fist Adventure Group volunteer to join the artillery unit!" (End of this chapter)