Sky Island Survival: I Have a Kunpeng Clone

The rusted canyon, surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, appears a dark red.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur and rust.

The airflow was also more turbulent than in other places.

Kunlun City lies hidden in a sea of ​​clouds shrouded in shadow.

He Chuan stood atop the renovated watchtower, using a newly purchased telescope to gaze into the distance.

More than 150 Blackwing Raven raiders were escorting nearly 200 slaves.

It is slowly moving along a cloud-flowing channel.

In the middle of the procession were several large slave ships, pulled slowly by bulky "Mountain-Bearing Tortoise" cloud beasts.

On either side were lightly armed raider riders.

Riding a cloud beast called a "vulture lizard," he remained constantly on guard.

"There were more people than expected."

He Chuan whispered.

Yunzhi and Shizhua stood beside him.

Qin Ya waited anxiously below.

"The main force is on the periphery, while those in the middle wearing black feather cloaks are the elite."

Stone Claw's vertical pupils narrowed to slits, and its claws unconsciously scraped against the wooden railing.

"Those vulture lizards have sharp eyes; they're not easy to get close to."

"No need to get close."

He Chuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Gu Mingyuan!"

"City Lord!"

Gu Mingyuan's voice came from below the tower.

He was standing guard beside two simple-looking pieces of equipment.

The "Thunder Chariot" is a catapult built using the experience of a previous life and the technology of the Mo Yan tribe.

However, instead of stones, they were projecting gunpowder packets wrapped in thick paper.

It takes a certain amount of skill to forge a musket.

However, simply producing large quantities of gunpowder is much simpler.

It is said that the development of detonators and gunpowder predates that of firearms.

"Target, 50 meters ahead of the slave ship, cover fire. Force them into turbulence zone number three."

He Chuan gave the order.

"Understood! Load one round! Fire!"

boom!boom!

Two muffled thuds.

Two dark, gunpowder-filled bags flew in arcs towards the front of the raider group.

Boom! Boom!

The deafening sound of the explosion echoed through the sea of ​​clouds.

Flames and thick smoke rose up.

Its power is certainly far less than that of explosives on Earth.

But he wasn't aiming for sufficient lethality; all he needed to do was scare the cloud beasts, create panic, and disrupt their formation.

"Enemy attack!"

"Where did it come from?!"

Startled, the mountain tortoise at the front of the slave ship let out a muffled roar and instinctively veered to avoid it, plunging the entire column into chaos.

The vulture riders on the periphery attempted to gain altitude to locate the source of the attack.

"Now! Cloud Weaving!" He Chuan shouted.

"Sisters, it's fogging up!"

Yunzhi spread her arms and her body merged into the air.

The other cloud spirits responded in unison.

The clouds around their lower bodies churned violently, resonating with the surrounding sea of ​​clouds.

The clouds and mist surged in from all directions as if they were living things.

They quickly devoured the entire raider force.

Visibility plummeted to less than ten meters, and even sounds became muffled and indistinct.

This is the Cloud Demon's specialty—the sea of ​​clouds and mist.

"Cai Cai, it's your turn."

He Chuan communicated with Kunpeng through a spiritual connection.

hum!

A buzzing sound seemed to emanate from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

The clouds in the distance began to rotate abnormally, and the air pressure changed abruptly.

An extremely violent storm formed on the flank of the raider group.

The gale whipped up clouds and produced a mournful howling sound.

This further tore apart and divided the already chaotic team.

"Stoneclaw! Take your men and charge with me! Objective: rescue the slave ships! Remember, high-speed flanking maneuvers, don't linger!"

Chuan flipped over and mounted the eagerly waiting Chase Wind.

After evolving, the airflow is automatically generated under the four hooves of the Chaser, as if stepping on invisible stairs.

"You lads! The hunt begins! Let those black crows taste our claws!"

Stoneclaw roared and leaped onto his scaled warhorse.

Twenty Mastaka warriors followed closely behind.

They wore light leather armor, wielded evolved Gale Iron Swords, and their eyes gleamed with a wild fighting spirit.

"Long-range squad, take the high ground, fire freely, and suppress those vulture lizards trying to take off!"

He Chuan shouted one last thing to the crossbowmen below the tower.

Then he squeezed the horse's belly.

"Let's go, wind!!"

With a high-pitched neigh, Zhui Feng transformed into a silver-gray shadow and plunged into the thick fog first.

Stonepaw and his big cats growled excitedly and followed closely behind.

The moment He Chuan rushed into the clouds, he immediately felt the advantage brought by his control of the storm.

The chaotic airflow around him became clear and controllable in his perception.

It can also benefit other people around it.

This is the main reason why he dared to charge into the raider ranks.

"Three infantrymen on the left!"

He Chuan gave a low shout, and the Flowing Cloud Sword was drawn from its sheath. The blade sliced ​​through the mist, bringing with it a clear, cold light.

With the help of the storm, his speed was astonishing.

The three raiders hadn't even seen the approaching enemy clearly.

The sword's edge would graz his throat or heart.

He collapsed instantly.

Stoneclaw is even more ferocious.

He didn't need any weapons; he relied solely on his powerful physique and sharp claws, like a tiger among sheep.

In a single exchange, the robber was sent flying, weapon and all.

The other big cats fought independently yet coordinated with each other, using their speed and the cover of the fog to create immense chaos among the enemy ranks.

"Don't panic! Form a formation! Stand back to back!"

A raider leader was shouting at the top of his lungs, trying to regroup.

But he was met with a second wave of attacks from the chariots that threw grenades.

This time, the gunpowder pack landed near the area where they were trying to form an array.

Although the explosion did not directly cause a large number of casualties.

However, it completely destroyed the morale of the raiders.

"They have sorcery!"

"The sea of ​​clouds has come back to life!"

"Shut up! There aren't many enemies! Charge out of the clouds!"

Panic spread like a plague.

Even if a leader could see all of this, there was nothing they could do.

The raiders' poor combat skills mean that once their morale is lost, it is extremely difficult to recover.

He Chuan rode the Chasing Wind, weaving through the fog like a ghost.

His target was clear: the largest slave ships.

The sporadic resistance encountered along the way was easily defeated.

Moreover, there's the life bonus from the added flesh and blood, so being able to withstand a few attacks is acceptable.

"Stop him! The one on horseback!"

A vulture lizard rider barely made it through the clouds and spotted He Chuan. He swooped down and thrust his spear straight at him.

He Chuan didn't even look, and immediately fired a crossbow bolt.

The Cloud-Splitting Crossbow is extremely powerful at close range.

The crossbow bolt pierced directly through the vulture lizard's fragile wing.

The rider screamed as he plunged into the thick fog.

Finally, he reached the largest slave ship.

The guards on the ship tried to resist.

They were quickly cleared away by Stoneclaw and the big cats who arrived shortly afterward.

He Chuan jumped off his horse and cleaved open the simple cabin door of the slave ship with a single sword stroke.

It was crammed with emaciated slaves with terrified eyes.

"We're here to rescue you! Anyone who can move, follow us and rush out!"

He Chuan shouted loudly, his voice still clear amidst the storm and explosions.

What followed was a one-sided reaping of the spoils.

The raiders have lost their command and morale.

They were utterly powerless against a well-organized force with superhuman strength.

The clouds manipulated by the cloud demons perfectly concealed the battlefield.

This completely negated the numerical advantage of the raiders.

As the thick fog was gradually dispelled by the Kunpeng and the storm subsided, the battlefield was littered with corpses.

Of those one or two hundred fierce black-feathered crows, most either died or were captured, except for a few who managed to escape in the chaos.

He Chuan stood at the bow of the ship, watching his subordinates busily collecting weapons, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

That was a brilliantly fought battle.

That's what raiders are like.

At the same level, relying on their frenzied bloodlust, they are almost invincible.

However, once they encounter a slightly higher-level opponent, or a regular army, they are absolutely no match for them.

That's how the Japanese pirates were in their past lives.

Essentially, they are famous for their brutality, not their strength.

Moreover, Kunlun City, relying on Kunpeng, is the one in control.

The balance of power has shifted.

"Boss, the inventory is complete."

Qin Ya jogged over, her face flushed with excitement and beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Our men sustained several minor injuries. We captured eighty-seven raiders and freed one hundred and ninety-three slaves."

"Um."

He Chuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the dejected prisoners.

"Put the prisoners in groups of five onto the rafts and have them follow behind Cai Cai to prevent a riot. Do your best to recruit slaves if possible; otherwise, send them back to Mo City later."

He walked to the side of the ship, looked at the huge slave ship at his feet, and then looked at the majestic Kunlun City in the distance.

"Bring this boat along too. Nana, you should be able to swallow it all, right?"

A pleasant vibration emanated from the Kunpeng beneath my feet.

It never refuses requests to increase its "snacks".

He Chuan smiled.

This operation fully proves one point: ordinary members of the Blackwing Crow are nothing special.

In that case, the next step of the plan can proceed.

He, too, would become a raider of raiders!