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Although rushing over while holding a missile was indeed a bit cool;

Wang Jixuan's landing strategy was quite conservative.

As he approached Fortress 76, he released the dummy missile with both hands, straightened his arms, and plummeted downwards, using his Qi to mimic a diving bird. He adjusted his posture in the air, rapidly approaching the ground.

Then, he ripped open the flat backpack on his back, and two huge flat balloons burst out with a "poof," turning into thick parachutes.

Slowing his descent, he floated in the air towards the surface military camp below the fortress.

Below, everything was already in chaos.

Wang Jixuan could see groups of garrison troops rushing towards the ventilation ducts and elevators, trying to remove various weapons and equipment from armored vehicles and turrets and send them underground.

Tzz.

Wang Jixuan raised his hand and pressed his headset. He was now connected to two channels, one with Zhou Zhengde and Wu Man, and the other with Ling Tong's support team.

Wan-jie was speaking quickly:

"…Ling Tong, your mechanical arm data is incorrect. Replacing the spare mechanical arm will take time. I've prepared it for you at the supply station. Don't worry, Ling Tong. The large group of Blade Beasts is still in the lower city; the slaughter is only happening on a small scale.

"About six or seven hundred Blade Beasts have transformed into moths. They are attacking the passages to the mid-city and upper city, trying to stop troop transport."

Ling Tong responded softly, "Yes, I know. I'm not worried. Can you detect Wang Zheng's data?"

"His location is jumping; he's already above the fortress."

"I'm going to support the seventh level," Wang Jixuan said immediately. "Don't worry about me; I just want to save people, not risk my life."

"Okay, Wan-jie is responsible for supporting Wang Zheng. I still have forty-five minutes before I can return to the fortress. Help him avoid those psychics."

"Yes!"

Wan-jie agreed simply. A small map immediately appeared in the upper left corner of Wang Jixuan's tactical helmet, showing the general situation of the fortress.

The Blade Beast swarm had already reached the forty-seventh level.

The 'moth' Blade Beasts were ascending along the fire escape, constantly rushing into the seventh level.

The data, physical weaknesses, and other information about these moth Blade Beasts were all transmitted to Wang Jixuan's helmet display.

More than ten meters above the ground, Wang Jixuan unbuckled the parachute's belt and stood firmly in front of an elevator.

The soldier guarding the elevator slapped the elevator button as it was about to descend.

The soldier pressed the elevator button, glared, and shouted, "Someone get out! Can't you see who's here!"

A soldier immediately jumped out, and a group of people saluted Wang Jixuan:

"Black Storm!"

"Sir!"

"Mm," Daoist Wang nodded calmly, stepped into the elevator, and the two strong men beside him tried their best to shrink back.

The elevator doors closed, and the twenty-odd people descended rapidly to the sixth level.

No one dared to speak.

Zhou Zhengde's clearing throat sound came from Wang Jixuan's headset: "Ahem, Wang Zheng, there's something I think I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

Wang Jixuan didn't avoid the surrounding soldiers, and his voice came from the helmet:

"I'll pay attention to the psychics' side of things."

"It's not that, it's… Rotten Fish died, just a few minutes ago. The number six door on the thirteenth floor broke, and he helped everyone, perishing with a Blade Beast… Lin Xiong and Lin Yong are injured, and Wei Na is also injured and unconscious and is receiving treatment."

Zhou Zhengde sighed and didn't say anything more.

"Mm, I know. Cheer up; the battle has just begun," Wang Jixuan responded. "I'm going to support the seventh level."

"Don't be too aggressive. Just do what you can. You yourself are crucial to human society."

"Okay."

Ding ding!

The elevator doors in front of Wang Jixuan opened, revealing soldiers gathering and lining up. There was also a huge [6] on the wall.

The biggest difficulty these soldiers were facing now was that the people had come down, but the weapons and equipment to build a defensive line hadn't, so they could only gather and wait.

Ordinary rifles are just 'weapons for use against people'.

Wang Jixuan walked straight to an equipment collection point, smoothly assembled the three sections of the spear, and leaned the spear diagonally against his back.

He arrived at the equipment collection point, unceremoniously grabbed an armed backpack, and stared at the somewhat flustered quartermaster.

"A box of high explosives."

"Oh… oh, okay! Thank you, sir!"

"Mm."

Daoist Wang responded simply, and when the backpack was filled with egg-sized enhanced high-explosive grenades, he turned and rushed towards the connecting highway between the seventh and sixth levels.

No one dared to stop him.

Even the few C-level/D-level psychics guarding the connecting highway were closely watched by soldiers who had received advance orders.

As long as the psychics dared to attack Black Storm, they would be met with military firepower in retaliation.

Wang Jixuan crossed the checkpoint and stood at the edge of the winding highway, looking down.

The seventh level was the most special area of the mid-city; one-third of the area cultivated a large area of farmland, and this level was also the lowest end of the light guide channel.

The sounds of gunfire and cannons could be heard from all directions.

The distribution of psychics here also appeared on the helmet's display screen.

Wan-jie had already given combat advice.

[Priority rescue target nearby: Nursery Center No. 3].

[Number of Moth Blade Beasts: 13].

Swift Steps Spell, Swift Steps Talisman!

Wang Jixuan took a stride over the highway railing, his figure crashing towards the seventh level. The spear on his back trembled slightly, and the moment he landed, his body darted out along the ground like an arrow.

A team of soldiers immediately received orders from headquarters and chased after Wang Jixuan in a light armored vehicle.

—This was a classic tactic of combining psychics and ordinary soldiers.

Before these soldiers' light armored vehicles could drive down the winding highway, they saw such a scene:

Outside Nursery Center No. 3, in that golden wheat field, a 'moth' Blade Beast suddenly darted sharply upwards, and a man in black clothes and a black helmet leaped up, the spear leaving his hand and piercing into the Blade Beast's mouthparts!

The Blade Beast fell downwards along a parabola. The moment it landed, the cold weapon spear flew into the air on its own, and the spear, wrapped in a layer of blue light, was held by the leaping Black Storm!

The spear slashed vertically, and a 'moth' Blade Beast that swept in from mid-air was split in half!

Wang Jixuan's toes tapped on the fallen corpse of the Blade Beast, using the force to propel himself upwards and rush into the wall of Nursery Center No. 3.

'These Blade Beasts aren't too strong.'

The Daoist's gaze was immediately attracted by a scene not far away. Two young girls were protecting seven or eight children inside a school bus, and three or four soldiers had already fallen outside the school bus.

The 'moth' Blade Beast with blood-stained mouthparts stopped devouring human corpses. It turned to look at the school bus. The children inside the school bus were tightly hugged by two young female teachers, who could only close their eyes and pray at this moment…

Ping!

The school bus window suddenly shattered.

A female teacher with short, ear-length hair subconsciously opened her eyes and watched a black shadow rush in from the left at an extremely fast speed, colliding with the Blade Beast.

In fact, it wasn't a collision, but because Wang Jixuan was too fast, she had a visual illusion.

The Blade Beast had been thrust out after a spear pierced through its chest.

The figure of the man wearing a black helmet stopped in front of the school bus and casually pulled open the car door.

"Get out, quickly. I'll send you to the building inside."

…

Nursery Center No. 3 was cleared.

A new recommended combat area had been sent to Wang Jixuan by Wan-jie.

This kind of team battle is indeed much better than fighting alone, and Wan-jie, a talent who can command, is good at psychological counseling, and has a keen sense of battlefield information, can indeed produce a huge increase in Ling Tong.

Wang Jixuan took a breath, replaced the Swift Steps Talisman, took out a bag of emergency supplementary food from his backpack—roasted beast meat—put the spear on his back, and grabbed a few miniature high-explosive mines.

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In order to fight for a long time, he must save his own mana.

This kind of flying Blade Beast looks intimidating, but they do have a lot of shortcomings, and they are just some basic flying Blade Beasts.

There are no difficult mutant Blade Beasts.

There are no general-level Blade Beasts.

There are no Pterodactyls.

Wang Jixuan's running figure flew close to the ground, and two grenades flew out one after the other. The first one exploded the crystalline film outside the mouthparts of the Blade Beast in front, and the second one directly embedded into its mouthparts.

Amidst the roar, Wang Jixuan jumped to dodge and began searching for the next target.

The conversations from both sides began to sound constantly in his headset, and occasionally there would be some confusion, but overall it did not affect the judgment.

On Zhou Zhengde's side, Wang Jixuan could hear the situation in the fortress.

Dongfang Zhenghong continued to issue orders, but now remote command could no longer be all-encompassing, and could only roughly coordinate the various troops in the fortress.

The main Blade Beast swarm had now reached the forty-sixth level, and the vanguard of the defense force was fiercely fighting the Blade Beasts there. Because of the lack of sufficient heavy firepower, the vanguard suffered heavy casualties.

The psychics were also fighting, but they did not enter the forty-sixth level, but were chasing and killing moth-like Blade Beast swarms.

This was a very obvious self-preservation strategy.

And you can't say they didn't do anything at all.

Daoist Wang was naturally very dissatisfied with this, but he didn't want to argue with these psychics. He couldn't possibly stop killing Blade Beasts and turn around to start a war with them.

A reckoning would come later.

How to solve the current disaster?

The voices of the technicians and Dongfang Zhenghong came from the headset.

"Deep Sea has been fully prepared and will arrive at the fortress in about thirty minutes!"

"Commander! A sub-general-level reaction is approaching the bottom gap! It is estimated to arrive at the gap in thirteen or fourteen minutes!"

"Can we seal the gap in a dozen minutes?" Dongfang Zhenghong asked with a hoarse voice.

"Theoretically speaking, no, Commander!"

"How are the casualties in the lower city?"

"Estimated deaths, over sixty-seven thousand six hundred. The Bladebeast swarms are all surging towards the forty-sixth level. Half of the lower city area has not yet been attacked by Bladebeasts. A very small number of moth-type Bladebeasts have rushed into the middle city and have been eliminated by the local security forces. The overall casualty figure is around three to five hundred. On the seventh level, over one thousand two hundred have died or been injured, including six hundred and fifty-three children from the nursery."

Wang Jixuan was also taken aback by these numbers.

So many people have died or been injured in such a short time?

The lower city is said to have three hundred thousand people...

He frowned slightly.

To be honest, the Daoist doesn't want to risk his life. He has already made inroads with the military. The low-level magical artifacts he has gradually produced have already made the military ecstatic. Later, he only needs to advance step by step, not only to make himself a rare talent and rely on the military's protection to cultivate in peace, but also to gradually help the humans of this world.

Yes, now he just needs to be safe and sound.

No need to take risks;

And no need to indulge in so-called kindness;

He is not acquainted with these people.

Wang Jixuan stopped at the edge of a wheat field.

The seventh level is the nursery center of the fortress. These wheat fields and green trees are not only for food but also for decoration, to ensure that the children have a good foundation of mental health to face a lifetime in the darkness.

Ahead is a black curtain, adorned with starlight lamps, behind which is a thick rock wall;

Behind the path in the wheat field is a fire gate that has been smashed by Bladebeasts.

A line of small characters appeared on Wang Jixuan's helmet visor.

【Sister Wan: You have deviated from the planned route, Wang Zheng.】

Wang Jixuan suddenly asked, "Sister Wan, I am about sixty percent sure that I can save these hundreds of thousands of people, but if I fail, I might die. Should I go and save them?"

"I think, the mysterious technology you carry might save billions of humans in the future."

"You're right."

Wang Jixuan glanced at the fire gate, turned around, and ran two steps towards an area with active Bladebeasts.

He paused, took a deep breath, and turned to look at the broken gate.

"But Sister Wan, I want to go."

"Reason tells me I should dissuade you," Sister Wan said gently, "but you have already made a decision, haven't you? I will provide you with information support until Commander Ling Tong arrives at the fortress."

"Thank you."

Wang Jixuan stepped forward, strode forward, and sprinted forward.

Sister Wan asked, "Can you tell me the reason? This is just my curiosity."

Wang Jixuan leaped up, dragging his spear and with two bags across his back, and rushed into the dark descending passage.

Below, more than a dozen moth-type Bladebeasts were flapping their wings upwards, and at this moment, they all looked up.

Briefly suspended in the air, free fall.

Wang Jixuan flipped his body, gripped his spear, and pounced on the nearest moth-type Bladebeast, his mind already calculating the trajectory of his fall. These Bladebeasts were his stepping stones!

A blue light flickered in the dim vertical passage!

As for Sister Wan's question, his answer was only in his heart and not spoken directly.

Where the heart goes, there the Dao lies.

He wants to achieve immortality with unwavering determination and integrity!

Slay demons!