Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 272 The Target of the Thermobaric Weapon
Sabina immediately contacted the guards stationed in the fortified compound outside the coal mine and asked them to confirm the situation.

Soon, shocking news arrived: apart from the shallowest level guards and the first mining team, all the other guards and patrols in the coal mine had lost contact!
"Bang!" Sabina slammed her fist on the heavy oak table in anger, her knuckles turning bluish-white. To be able to infiltrate so silently—the Bell of Calamity truly lived up to its name!
“No need for anger, this is actually a good thing.” Hector rose, his face beneath his grey robe calm as still water. “The sinners have walked right into the trap, and God will give these lost sheep the punishment they deserve!” He snapped his fingers, then vanished in a flash, flying headlong towards the coal mine. The choir members immediately lined up in neat rows, their robes fluttering in the wind, and followed closely behind.

Stanton quickly took his leave, saying, "I'll take my deputy and continue patrolling the area!"

"Thank you for your hard work," Sabina nodded.

She immediately issued a level-one alert order and simultaneously established communication with Shen Enhai to inform the school principal, Havel, of the situation.

"How exactly did they get in?" Javier's voice was full of confusion. "Fortunately, Archbishop Stanton discovered the anomaly in time, otherwise the Bell of Calamity might have succeeded and silently taken away those 150 evil necromancers."

“The other side chose infiltration tactics, which means they must have mastered some kind of technology that we don’t know about,” Sabina calmly analyzed. “This also suggests that the Bell of Calamity may not be as powerful as rumored.”

“Whether they are strong or not is irrelevant,” Havel said confidently. “With Lord Hector present, they are destined to never return!” He pondered for a moment, “However, we cannot let our guard down—I will bring some men to provide support!”

"it is good!"

With the issuance of the Level 1 alert order, all areas of Divine Might Prison immediately entered a state of combat readiness. In the artillery emplacement area located in the core region, guards quickly removed the protective covers from the magical rune cannons, bringing these powerful weapons into a state where they could be fired at any time.

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180 meters underground, inside a coal mine tunnel.

Qiongdingshan Coal Mine has been mined for many years, and its shallow mineral resources have long been exhausted. Even the shallowest mining team, No. 1, has been operating at a depth of nearly 200 meters.

Having received a warning, the prison guards and patrols had already fled in panic. Hanster gathered the last group of prisoners and directed them to evacuate downwards.

"Chase the guards down to a depth of fifty meters!" Rupert ordered the seven-man team. "If you can't catch them, hold the position at fifty meters for ten minutes to buy us time to evacuate!"

The seven men who had fought their way through were somewhat bloodshot. For these desperate outlaws who had lived on the edge of death, the battles where they could slicing through powerful enemies like cutting melons and vegetables made their long-dormant blood boil.

"Can't we just chase after them?" someone asked, still wanting more, their fingers fidgeting with the bloodstains on their clothes.

"We must act according to orders!" Rupert warned sternly. "There's a 20-man elite squad stationed outside, and there might be some tough guys inside!"

The seven men then calmed down a bit, accepted their orders, and left, their footsteps fading into the distance in the alley.

Rupert then turned around and, together with Hanster, led the prisoners away.

"Everyone, move faster!" the two urged repeatedly.

****
At the same time, Hector landed lightly at the coal mine exit. He immediately released his powerful senses to probe, his mental energy spreading deep into the mine like invisible tentacles.

Hui Yongzhe frowned slightly—within his perception range, seven necromancers of considerable strength were moving about in the shallow alleyway, and had killed several guards who had not had time to escape.

"The sopranos will remain!" Hector gave a brief order before entering the coal mine. About ten choir members immediately took up positions around the cave entrance, forming a defensive line together with the guards originally stationed at the Divine Prison.

The rest of the choir members followed Hector into the mine.

"Prism Wall Barrier - Resonance!"

With Hector at the center, the choir members chanted in unison. A thick protective light enveloped them, amplifying each other's power.

Hector swiftly located the seven, and a group immobilization spell precisely bound them all. Magical energy, like invisible chains, coiled around their limbs.

The necromancers' counter-spells were utterly meaningless before the 'Prism Barrier.' Like an ant trying to shake a tree, they couldn't even create a ripple.

The choir members followed up with an attack, and six were killed in the blink of an eye, while the last one was deliberately left alive.

"I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!" The only surviving student, number 118, immediately gave up resisting and shouted.

Suddenly his expression changed, and the alchemical ring around his neck suddenly glowed with a blinding red light—

"boom!"

Blood and bone fragments from No. 118 splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding rock walls dark red.

Hector ignored the blood splattered on the outside of his shield and turned his gaze to the depths of the mine. Such a large-scale operation likely involved more than just these seven enemies; he judged that there should still be remnants of the Bell of Calamity below.

However, considering the complexity of the mine's terrain, Hector sent several choir members down first to scout out the situation.

****
Support base behind the sheltered valley.

Four Hongxing-1 missiles have completed launch preparations and stand upright on the launch pad. Under the crisscrossing searchlights, the silver-gray missile bodies gleam with a cold metallic luster.

High in the sky, the Rainbow-1 fixed-wing UAV hovered above thick clouds. Although the clouds obscured the visible light, its synthetic aperture radar (SAR) pod continued to operate.

The radar waves penetrated the clouds, reflected off the ground, and produced a clear digital image, which was then transmitted in real time to the tactical tablet in Su Ming's hand.

A large number of activity points had gathered at the entrance to the coal mine—the choir members led by Hector had just arrived at the battlefield.

Soon, most of the white dots disappeared at the mine entrance, clearly having entered underground.

Su Ming knew that the seven necromancers sent into the coal mine as bait had little chance of escape.

Besides the four serious offenders, including number 118, there were three other moderate offenders. Although Su Ming didn't know the specific crimes they had committed, Qi Luo's long-term observation confirmed that they all belonged to the Black faction.

This trip is a good opportunity to clean things up, a way of atoning for what they've done!
"Activate the wind-elemental magic array!" Su Ming ordered.

At the air intakes of the four Red Apricot missiles, the cyan magic crystals were activated, forcibly pumping a large amount of air into the engine vents, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

A ramjet engine, as the name suggests, uses a high-speed airflow coming from the front to compress the air in the intake and inject it into the combustion chamber.

It requires a certain speed difference between the missile and the air to activate. Currently, Su-35 lacks reliable solid rocket booster fuel to accomplish this.

But Su Ming used a different approach: since the missile couldn't move quickly enough to get enough airflow, he would let the airflow come to the missile on its own!
The wind magic array was pushed to its limit, the howling sound became increasingly piercing, and the wind speed at the missile's air intake reached the speed of sound.

"emission!"

Su Ming pressed the button, and all four Hongxing-1 missiles ignited simultaneously, with the ramjet engines starting smoothly.

A dazzling plume of flame erupted from the bottom of the rocket, propelling the heavy projectile into the air and drawing four graceful arcs in the sky.

In mid-air, the missile swarm completed its turn and flew south in unison. Guided precisely by the Rainbow-1 UAV, they quickly accelerated through the clouds and soared over the majestic main peak of the Dome Mountain Range.

Su Ming stared intently at the monitoring screen on the tablet. Four bright dots, like the eyes of death, shifted into a diving posture, their speed increasing further. ****
Above the coal mine.

The choir and guards looked around warily, on guard against any potential enemies.

Suddenly, four blinding points of light pierced through the thick clouds, carrying with them the torn fog as they plummeted down from the sky. Because the clouds were low, in just one or two seconds, the missiles, traveling at Mach 2.5, crashed to the ground at an almost vertical angle, like divine punishment.

Those on the ground couldn't hear the shriek of the hypersonic weapon, let alone react. They only saw four blinding streaks of light flash by, and then—

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Four impacts rang out in succession, raising clouds of dust. Four small, round holes were left on the ground outside the coal mine entrance. Then, muffled explosions echoed from deeper underground.

The guards looked at each other in fear, then looked up at the sky in confusion.

The sudden attack, without warning or any indication, made them feel threatened like never before. Fortunately, the weapons did not hit anyone and cause any casualties.

Everyone looked up warily. Was the enemy hiding in the clouds?
In the coal mine tunnels.

When the missile struck, Hector and most of the choir members were still in the first level of the mine tunnel, not yet deeper. Their bodies shimmered with light, and the black coal dust of the mine did not taint these noble messengers in the slightest.

Upon hearing the unusual sound of a giant object piercing through the ground and then exploding in a lower alley, Hui Yongzhe immediately became alert.

If a collapse were to occur at this depth, they wouldn't be afraid given their strength. However, considering that there were clearly still enemies outside, the Shining Singers decided to retreat first.

Fortunately, the enemy's weapon had strong penetrating power but low destructive power.

"This level of attack, you think you can harm a Saint-level expert? It's laughable!" Hector sneered inwardly.

But suddenly a faint sweet smell filled the air in the alley, mixed with the pungent smell of metallic powder.

Air filtration!

Hector and the choir members immediately cast purification spells on themselves.

The next moment, blinding red filled everyone's vision, and the violent heat and shockwaves, like the raging waves of hell, instantly swept through the entire alley, engulfing everyone.

The Hongxing-1 is equipped with an air-fueled warhead, the core of which consists of aluminum powder and ethylene oxide painstakingly produced by Su Ming.

With its streamlined design, robust bunker-buster warhead, and impact velocity of up to Mach 2.5, four missiles, each weighing 5 tons, penetrated dozens of meters of ground and detonated inside the coal mine.

However, this was just a pre-explosion caused by a small amount of explosives. Its purpose was simply to blow open the ethylene oxide storage tank, scatter the mixed aluminum powder, and allow these fuels to quickly diffuse and mix in the coal mine air, forming a high-concentration aerosol cloud.

A fireball at 2500 degrees Celsius expanded rapidly within the confined underground space, ionizing the air wherever the spherical shockwave passed. The entire mountain trembled violently in the explosion.

The shallow areas of the coal mine collapsed instantly under such a terrifying impact.

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Coal mine entrance.

The explosion stopped, and the air began to fill with a pungent smell of burning and sulfur.

Many of the weaker Divine Prison Guards lay on the ground, unable to rise. They showed no outward signs of injury, but their internal organs had been shattered by the explosion.

However, almost all of the choir's soprano members survived thanks to the magic.

When the thick smoke cleared, they were horrified to find that the original entrance to the coal mine had been completely buried by collapsed rocks, as if it had never existed.

"Lord Hector is still inside!" Several members were pale-faced, their voices trembling with fear.

"The master is a Saint-level expert, he will definitely escape safely!" The leader of the high-pitched section tried to calmly reassure him, but the knuckles of his fingers gripping the staff were already white.

No one dared to imagine the possibility that Hui Yongzhe had perished. He quickly organized everyone to begin digging at the entrance to the landslide and to launch a rescue operation.

Seeing this scene through real-time radar imaging, Su Ming admired the resilience of the otherworldly superhumans and carefully recorded the damage results.

Fengshou is right, these chubby babies need to get bigger to put people's minds at ease!

****
Deep underground, Hector, whom everyone had been longing for, was indeed still alive. This Saint-level powerhouse was doing his utmost to maintain the 'Prism Wall Barrier,' resisting the coal dust and rubble that kept pouring in from all sides. A golden light curtain flowed around him, keeping the collapsed material out.

Thanks to his powerful magic, he survived the earth-shattering explosion.

But when he opened his senses to probe the life force of the choir members, his heart sank – at least half of them had already passed away here!
Hector's eyes blazed with fury. These magic synchronizers were all meticulously trained with enormous resources, and now they'd been lost in vain!
Hymn Singing!

Hector unleashed the choir's personal domain, a golden halo radiating outwards from him, connecting the surviving choir members. All their magic resonated harmoniously within the domain, creating a perfect chord.

With coordinated efforts, they quickly cleared a safe area and found a section of alleyway that had not yet completely collapsed.

They rushed inside, but the temperature inside the alley was astonishingly high, the air thick with a suffocating heat. This was the deadly effect of the thermobaric weapon—the intense combustion had almost completely depleted all the oxygen in the area!

Everyone quickly cast "Frost Baptism" and "Slumber Breath" on themselves, temporarily freeing themselves from dependence on oxygen.

The spell "Fossil to Mud" shone brightly, and the hard rock layer softened like butter, easily pushed aside.

Hui Yongzhe was very confident that, with the help of his domain, he would soon be able to dig an upward passage and escape to heaven!

Outside the cave, on the surface, the high-pitched section, led by their captain, had already dug a passage about ten meters long, sparing no magical energy. Suddenly, a jet of dark energy fell from above.

A torrent of negative energy!

A black beam of light struck a choir member, shattering his shield and sending him flying. Immediately afterward, a slender figure descended from the sky, landing gracefully in the center of the arena.

With her long hair flying, Zi Jin casually cast a few spells, sending the closest girls flying again. Then, the girl's lips curled up, revealing her signature fangs.

"Natural rhythms!"

An invisible Saint-level domain unfolded, covering the entire area like ripples on water. All magical effects attempting to distort the laws of nature were instantly sealed off.

Deep underground, Hector and the choir members' "Sleeping Breath" and "Fossil to Mud" spells simultaneously failed!

"Chestnut Owl!" the Saint-ranked Singer cursed furiously, "Fuck your grandma!"

(End of this chapter)