A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 356 Modern Firepower
Lu Mingfei looked at his phone screen. The sonar data released by Norma showed that the first wave of densely packed corpse guards was rapidly rising. The red dots were like a large swarm of red ants, rushing towards you.

The approaching speed of the horde of corpses made Lu Mingfei's hair stand on end, and goosebumps rose on his arms: "Two hundred and eighty meters...two hundred and forty meters already? My god, they're swimming so fast!"

His words, forced out with a noticeable tremor, came out as Lu Mingfei looked down upon the endless ocean, enduring the fierce winds. Facing the vast expanse of water and the deep seabed, he had no idea what he could do standing on Platform 3.

"Don't be silly, take it." Fingel, following Norma's instructions, had already retrieved a firearm from the armory on Platform 3, and even got one for Lu Mingfei, which he then shoved into Lu Mingfei's hand.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were still fixed on his phone. He instinctively took it with his left hand, and it was so heavy that he almost dislocated his shoulder. He quickly used all his strength to lift it with his right hand, only to find that Fingel had actually stuffed a heavy machine gun into his hand.

Not a buddy? Seriously? Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel in disbelief. Such an important weapon of mass destruction, entrusted to a good-for-nothing like him, is that alright?

And where did the Snake Clan get this heavy firepower? Is it really okay to stockpile so much weaponry?

Looking up, Lu Mingfei couldn't bring himself to say it, because Fingel and the other senior students in Kassel were all armed to the teeth.

Helmets, bulletproof vests, heavy machine guns, grenades, Kassel-standard alchemical swords, and even the mental protective alchemical artifacts worn by everyone, each with half a World Tree emblem.

Lu Mingfei was already out of place carrying only a machine gun. Oh right, Senior Brother Chu and Uncle Chu were even more out of place, as they only carried knives and didn't carry any modern weapons. They were completely different from everyone else around them.

At this moment, Fingel ignored Lu Mingfei's gaze and, together with the others, came to the inside of the protective railing at the edge of the sea platform, overlooking the vast ocean.

But all that could be seen were towering waves; the scene below was completely obscured.

Chu Zihang gripped the Murasame tightly in one hand and looked at his phone in the other: "One hundred and fifty meters, getting closer."

Caesar tucked the hunting knife Dick Tudor into his waistband, and even took the time to puff on a cigar that had been lit at some point: "The depth charge is set at 100 meters, it's about to crash..."

Before he could even finish speaking, let alone smoke a cigar, Norma sent a cold, emotionless notification to everyone's phones: "Deep-sea bomb array detonated."

As Norma delivered his merciless verdict, 100 meters below the sea, darkness was suddenly torn apart by light and heat, and the MK-54 depth charges roared in unison.

The explosion in the deep sea was not a muffled thud, but a continuous, dense, dull rumble, as if thunder had been deliberately inserted into the seabed and exploded.

The ocean is too vast and wide, with endless water acting as a buffer. Although the Snake Clan has deployed many deep-sea bombs, the explosions of the gunpowder cannot harm the Corpse Guardians because the seawater completely surrounds them.

However, the high-pressure shock wave generated by the explosion, along with the steel balls that spread rapidly inside the deep-sea bomb, expand, compress, and puncture in the water at speeds exceeding those of sound, forming an invisible death cavity.

The first wave of corpse guards that rose to the surface was directly destroyed by this unreasonable high-pressure shockwave. As the shockwave swept over them, the muscular and strong bodies of the corpse guards were deformed, twisted, and shattered in an instant, much like tomatoes thrown to the ground from the third floor.

Or perhaps its skin was pierced by countless high-speed steel balls, and it sank to the bottom of the sea covered in steel balls.

The ancient blood and bits of flesh, so black they were indistinguishable from red, exploded with a deafening roar, turning the surrounding seawater into a murky, filthy mess. More than half of the corpse guards were reduced to fragments by this purely physical impact.

However, it also helped the other half of the corpse guards block most of the damage, allowing them to continue rising.

On six platforms at sea, each hybrid species looked down at the ocean surface. They saw light blooming beneath the surface, as if countless balls of fire were burning from the bottom up.

However, these fires lacked staying power and failed to break through the sea surface. They quietly went out after reaching an unknown number of meters. But a second later, the shockwave from the depth charge reached the sea surface, and white waves shot up, drenching them!
The mixed-race individuals ignored the waves and kept their eyes glued to the seabed, while Lu Mingfei was in a panic, repeatedly wiping his phone with his clothes, worried that it would get wet.

Fortunately, the phones that Kassel gave to the students were waterproof, so everyone could still clearly hear Norma's cold voice: "The survival rate of the corpse guard is 46%, 50 meters from the sea surface."

"Repeat...30 meters."

Norma was no longer needed. Everyone could see the sea become murky, then pitch black, and then those dark figures rushed out of the water one after another!
The corpse guardians swung their tails like dragons, soaring into the sky at speeds exceeding 60 kilometers per hour as they rushed up from the seabed. The immense impact made them resemble leaping killer whales, breaking through the sea surface and soaring more than 15 meters into the air.

Under the sunlight, the true forms of the Corpse Guardians were revealed: human bodies with snake tails, covered in blue scales, each at least five meters long, with muscles bulging like granite, their snake tails swaying with primal power, and their long-dead yellow vertical pupils filled only with cold, lifeless bloodlust.

The human-bodied, snake-tailed appearance subconsciously reminded many mixed-race individuals of Nuwa: "Damn it, are the ancestors of these eight Serpent Clans of such high bloodline? Are they all snake-like?"

"Fuck! In the past thousand years, the Zhou family has only had one high-bloodline hybrid who is close to the critical blood limit, and she was only 1.7 meters tall. How come all the ancestors of the eight Serpent Clans had five-meter-long snake tails!"

"Enough with the nonsense! Open fire!"

"Private Marseille, ancestors! You should continue to sleep!" The Corpse Guardian was very fast, incredibly fast, because of the excessive impact. Leaping out of the sea and in mid-air, the Corpse Guardian had nowhere to gain leverage and could not change direction, essentially a floating target.

In an instant, the armed helicopters of the Snake Clan soaring through the sky and the dual-gun turrets of the naval police ships sailing on the sea rotated together and began to strafing, with bullets colliding between the sea and the sky.

Six nearly adjacent sea platforms, various factions, and students from Kassel all unleashed heavy machine gun fire.

For a moment, gunshots became the only melody between heaven and sea. The gale could not howl, the waves could not roar. Lu Mingfei held his phone in a daze, feeling only the booming gunshots outside his eardrums, with no sound left in the world.

Armed helicopters with 30mm chain guns and naval police boats with twin cannons unleash a storm of steel at a rate of 625 rounds per minute, easily tearing through scales and snapping the corpse guard in half.
The mixed-bloods from various factions wielded all sorts of heavy machine guns. These weapons, which had almost emptied the armories of the eight Serpent Clans in various places, sprayed out tongues of fire that hit the horde of corpse guards, splattering dense, pale black blood flowers.
Sniper specialists like Susie have taken up modified Barrett rifles provided by the Snake Clan, equipped with alchemical armor-piercing rounds. Their firing rate is not as high as that of a machine gun, but each shot is a guaranteed kill.

Even more deadly are the man-portable anti-tank rockets. These things, trailing flames, rush into the horde of zombies and explode in mid-air, turning a large number of zombies into scattered pieces of flesh.

This is the terrifying aspect of modern firepower. Without the dragon scales and incantations of high-level dragons, even if the corpse guardians are covered with fine dragon scales, they still cannot withstand the penetration of large-caliber bullets, let alone the explosion of rockets.

Even if a few managed to escape and break through the barrage of fire, once they landed on the platform from mid-air, the waiting cold weapon squad swarmed them, with seven or eight men surrounding each corpse guardian and hacking them to death.

Don't give any chance.

The sea was completely boiling, with corpses, limbs, entrails, and filthy blood mixed with countless shell casings and gunpowder smoke.

This expanse of azure seawater was almost dyed a pale black, water-infused ink, and thick as paste, resembling a swamp of rotting flesh and blood. The pungent stench even overpowered the smoke of gunfire, making one want to vomit.

"Ugh!" Lu Mingfei couldn't hold back any longer. Holding his phone in one hand and grabbing the railing with the other, he knelt on the steel plate and vomited.

Caesar's expression wasn't good either, and the young nobleman also found it disgusting and utterly inelegant.

Chu Zihang and Fingel, however, remained unmoved by the sight of mountains of corpses and seas of blood before them. The former was indifferent, while the latter was relaxed.

The others were quite excited: "Hahaha, Corpse Guardian? That's it? I don't think the ancestors of the Snake Clan were that powerful."

"Who can argue with that? The old should just sleep peacefully; why should the dead disturb the world of the living?"

"Luckily I didn't run back, otherwise I would have been utterly humiliated."

Lu Mingfei had just finished eating his fried dough sticks and soy milk, and before he could even wipe his mouth, his phone beeped with Norma's alert: "Second wave of zombies... 200 meters from the sea surface, 150 meters, rise to 100 meters."

It was as if this calm report was a reminder to the many hybrids that they could not become arrogant and careless just because they had easily killed the first wave of corpse guards. This was a battlefield!

Not only Lu Mingfei, but every hybrid who heard Norma's message dared not rest. As their fingers returned to the trigger, they heard Norma's voice again: "Torpedo launch permitted."

The zombies arrived so quickly that there was no way to deploy a second depth charge. If a depth charge were dropped nearby and detonated, the six platforms and the naval patrol boats would also be affected.

The only way to bombard the corpse guards 100 meters underwater is with torpedoes carried by naval police ships.

This underwater fire was brighter than a depth charge, and it created higher waves, but it was much less lethal. More than 300 zombies remained, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed out of the sea.

When the second wave of corpses leaped out of the sea, the waves created by the torpedoes hadn't even completely subsided.

However, in the face of a large-scale modern firepower network, the Corpse Guardians, though seemingly powerful, are actually easily destroyed.

Its entire body is covered in blue dragon scales, which have amazing defensive power. A single machine gun may not be able to break through its defenses, but a fire net composed of thousands of machine guns can easily tear the corpse guard to pieces.

But the Corpse Guardians don't care. As monsters that have already died, they are just the dead driven by dragon blood, eager to follow the scent left by the ancient dragon blood and absorb it.

He wanted to drink all the ancient dragon blood along the way.

Therefore, the corpse guards are not afraid and do not hesitate due to high casualties. After the second wave dies, there will be a third wave, and there will be more afterward.

(End of this chapter)