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Chapter 483 [482] The Power of the Big Stick

With Cheng Han's order, a massive war machine began to rumble into action.

In the sky.

Fang Han sat in the back seat of a Fire Eagle, wearing a control helmet and staring at the thick fog over the sea.

Ever since experiencing the thrill of riding a new-style war eagle, this young man had actively applied for a transfer to the Crimson Eagle Legion.

The legion, knowing he was the first recipient of the Golden Spirit Leaf Medal and had made great contributions to the war zone, readily agreed to his request.

However, since he had not yet been promoted to warrior status or mastered aerial combat techniques, he could only temporarily serve as a combat operator controlling mystic weapons.

At this moment.

A powerful voice sounded in the communication channel: "Attention all Red Fire Eleven squadrons, command has issued an order, execute the attack mission immediately!"

Responses immediately rang out.

"Understood!"

"Roger!"

Interspersed with some phrases of higher "mother-containing degree".

"Damn it, we've been circling in the sky for so long, finally we're going to fight!"

"I was so suffocated just now, let's go and stomp those four-legged sea monsters!"

Fang Han immediately felt excited.

He immediately took a deep breath and quietly used the Nine Yuan Mental Combat Technique, instantly concentrating his mental power to a high degree.

"Buzz ~"

A slight buzzing sound rang out.

Several crystal plates embedded on the surface of the control helmet, about the size of fingernails, immediately emitted a faint light.

After a moment.

Fang Han sensed the existence of six guided mystic weapons.

Four of these mystic weapons were mounted on the wings, two on each side, and the other two were mounted on the belly of the aircraft.

"Buzz ~"

The buzzing grew louder.

Fang Han gradually had a feeling that each mystic weapon was like his own finger, which he could control freely and easily.

Although it wasn't his first time experiencing this, he couldn't help but feel full of admiration.

This old classmate was truly amazing!

Mystic weapons had been invented tens of thousands of years ago, and hadn't changed much since, but Cheng Han had created a revolutionary change with a single move.

Who would have thought.

Back in the Fifteenth High School of Qinglin City, Cheng Han was quiet and unassuming in class, appearing extremely low-key.

Now, he had soared to great heights, becoming a high-ranking figure, and created such powerful weapons as the Fire Eagle and guided mystic weapons!

Soon.

A voice sounded in the young man's helmet: "Attention all combat operators, the attack position for this squadron has been determined."

Along with this voice.

Fang Han only felt the helmet vibrate, and an illusion immediately flashed before his eyes:

It was the sea of fog spread out over the sea.

One area of it had strangely turned blue.

This was the attack target for this squadron.

Marking it in this way could prevent different squadrons from attacking the same target, thereby ensuring the greatest possible range of fire coverage.

In short.

There were many benefits!

Fang Han glanced at it, and a surge of admiration rose in his heart.

So convenient!

So advanced!

Fang Han also knew that the first generation of combat helmets had very simple functions, with only the function of guiding mystic weapons.

Later, the Science and Magic Research Institute made several major improvements, adding many functions and greatly improving combat performance.

"Whoosh～"

The roar of the engine suddenly increased.

Fang Han also felt a strong sense of push, and his heart jumped heavily a few times uncontrollably.

The communication continued: "This squadron will arrive at the bombing range in thirty seconds, please unlock the safety switches of the mystic weapons immediately, and prepare to drop the bombs."

The so-called "safety switch" was equivalent to a safety.

If the switch was not turned on, the mystic weapon would not explode no matter how it was attacked.

If it was turned on, this thing would really become a dangerous bomb.

Fang Han immediately concentrated his mental power and communicated with the two new mystic weapons.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Two consecutive sounds rang out in Fang Han's mind out of thin air.

This meant that the switches were turned on.

He looked down below, ready to drop the mystic weapons at any time.

Not long after.

The communication sounded again.

"Attention all, about to enter the attack range, once the bombs are dropped, immediately pull up, then dive for the second round of bombing.

"Five!

"Four!"

Fang Han clenched his fists, and his breathing slowed down unconsciously.

"Three!

"Two!

"One!

"Drop bombs!"

The moment he heard the last sentence, Fang Han whispered.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

Again, two sounds.

This time it was a real sound.

Fang Han immediately felt the fuselage rise slightly.

This meant that the mystic weapons had left the wings.

"Whoosh～"

"Whoosh～"

Screams followed.

This meant that the mystic weapons had completed ignition.

Fang Han immediately had a very strange feeling - as if he had become two mystic weapons, flying rapidly in the sky.

This was the function of the guiding magic circle.

It not only controlled the mystic weapon visually, but also merged the consciousness with the mystic weapon, so as to achieve the feeling of using one's arms and fingers.

A dozen seconds later.

Fang Han felt a slight sense of dizziness.

This was a symbol of slight mental insufficiency.

But it didn't matter.

Because the target was already close at hand.

Fang Han used the vision of the mystic weapon to stare at the approaching fog, and smiled, "Four-legged monsters, taste the power of my stick!"

The pilot in the front seat twitched uncontrollably.

The "power of the big stick" and so on was exactly the vulgar phrase that these combat operators of the Red Eagle Legion liked to blurt out.

After Fang Han entered the Crimson Eagle Legion, he quickly learned this bad habit.

Two seconds later.

Just as the mystic weapon shot into the thick fog.

Fang Han decisively shouted: "Explode for me!"

At the same time.

He mentally activated the detonation magic circle inside the mystic weapon.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two thunderclaps.

Fang Han's big stick exploded.

No.

It should be said that the mystic weapon he controlled exploded.

Looking down from the sky.

After each mystic weapon exploded, it did not produce thousands of high-speed water currents like the previously projected Lotus Mystic Weapon.

Instead, a strange scene appeared.

With the point of explosion as the core, a dark wave swept over, and countless crystal white dots instantly appeared within a radius of one kilometer.

They looked like crystal powder, shining in the thick fog.

The next second.

An even stranger thing happened.

The fog seemed to be iron filings meeting a magnet, rapidly attaching to the surface of the crystal powder, and then condensing into a large drop of water, falling towards the sea.

Each point of crystal powder created a point of raindrop, and countless points of crystal powder turned into countless points of raindrops.

Thus.

Within a radius of one kilometer of the explosion, a heavy rain suddenly began to fall.

Naturally.

The thick fog covering the sea disappeared cleanly.

Without a doubt.

This was a new type of mystic weapon that had never appeared before.

This thing was very resistant to the black scale sea monster's mist technique.

*

Spirit Flame Lotus Island.

Inside the command hall.

In the monitoring image of the mystic formation.

An extremely grand scene was staged.

Several huge war eagle clusters launched as many as 80,000 mystic weapons at the same time, covering more than 98% of the fog sea range.

"Boom! Boom!"

A burst of extremely dense thunder exploded.

A heavy rain suddenly fell, and the thick fog also disappeared.

The sea, which had been obscured for a long time, finally revealed its true appearance again.

Female Mystic Master Lan Jiayao was stunned for a moment, then laughed excitedly: "The 'Rain Condensing Mystic Weapon' is working!"

The so-called "Rain Condensing Mystic Weapon" was the name of this new type of mystic weapon.

In fact.

Cheng Han's inspiration for inventing this thing came from artificial rainfall in another time and space, that is, using external force to catalyze clouds into rainwater.

But it was just inspiration.

The realization of rainfall mainly depends on the mystic methods of this world.

Cheng Han looked at the image and smiled with great satisfaction.

Dear four-legged monsters!

Surprise?

Unexpected?

Previously, he deliberately hid the Rain Condensing Mystic Weapon and kept using the Lotus Mystic Weapon to bombard, making the sea monsters mistakenly believe that the mist technique could effectively deal with the mystic weapon.

Now he suddenly took out the trump card and played a trick on the Black Scale Clan.

*

War Zone Central Court.

The changes on the sea immediately stirred up a huge commotion in the hall.

"My God!"

"Why did the fog disappear?"

"I saw the sea monster!"

"So many sea monsters?!"

It could be clearly seen.

Under the vast blue waves.

Many small black dots lined up in long queues, advancing towards the Eastern Li War Zone.

This was obviously the sea monster army.

The sudden disappearance of the fog made the sea monsters panic all of a sudden.

Jian Wanli took a breath immediately when he saw this scene.

"Hiss!"

Not only because of the effect of the new mystic weapon.

Not only because the number of sea monsters was staggering.

But also because the white ice crystals produced by the new mystic weapon explosion gave him a very familiar feeling.

No.

It was more than just familiar.

It was almost 90% similarity!

Isn't this my third-order Myriad Image Condensation Mystic Seal, the "Condensation Crystal" produced during the display?

An amazing idea immediately popped into the general's mind: "Could it be that the last time I dealt with Moma Sea King's clone, I used the mystic seal once.

"Vice General Cheng understood the principle and created this new mystic weapon to specifically restrain the Black Scale Clan's mist?"

Although he found it unbelievable, this seemed to be the only explanation.

Jian Wanli smacked his lips and cursed in his heart: "What a fucking monster!"

*

Dongling Fortress.

Several mystic masters from other war zones naturally saw the sudden changes on the battlefield.

These people were all stunned.

"Pa!"

Zhongsun Wen suddenly clapped his palm and shouted, "Awesome!"

Other mystic masters also nodded in agreement.

"Indeed awesome!"

"It turns out that the Eastern Li War Zone is still hiding such methods!"

Zhongsun Wen said a little excitedly: "I had guessed that with Vice General Cheng's intelligence, he would definitely not do meaningless things.

"The previous 'waste' of so many mystic weapons in the war zone was obviously to paralyze the sea monsters."

The word "waste" was deliberately emphasized.

This sentence was undoubtedly aimed at Mystic Master Liu.

Before that, the latter said "waste" again and again, criticizing the Eastern Li War Zone, and the words were full of contempt for the war zone's decision.

Mystic Master Liu came back to his senses from the daze, and only felt a burning pain on his face.

His lips moved a few times, wanting to defend a few words, but after searching his brains for a while, he couldn't think of a single word.

Another mystic master shouted: "The attack has begun!"

Mystic Master Liu closed his mouth and looked at the monitoring mystic formation again.

In the image.

Tens of thousands of war eagles were seen dropping rain-like mystic weapons again.

At this time, countless sea monsters were staying on the surface of the sea, and they could not dive into the deep sea to avoid it in a short time.

It could be imagined.

This wave of fierce mystic weapon bombing would inevitably cause huge casualties to the sea monsters.