127: Chapter 127 On the Wasteland

Three thousand people ascended into the air simultaneously!

Three thousand pairs of wind-blade wings flapped at full power in the same instant, the piercing shriek of tearing air drowning out everything else.

The ground of the Martial Arts Plaza was smashed into countless cracks by the air currents.

Gravel splattered!

Dust soared into the sky!

The airflow converged into a tornado-like pillar of wind, sweeping gravel and dust from the ground to a height of tens of meters.

Ghost Blade somersaulted in the air.

"Holy shit!"

He used his hands and feet to steady himself in the airflow.

"How do you control this thing?!"

Qin Tian swept past him, arms slightly spread, his posture steady.

"Is that it?"

'Whoosh,' he vanished, his voice coming from behind him.

"Isn't it just a matter of using your hands?"

"You motherfucker, that's easy for you to say... Ow... *cough cough*..."

Wind and sand poured into his mouth, making it difficult to even open his mouth to speak.

"Fuck you!"

Most people's flight posture looked like drunken birds, wobbly and swaying from side to side.

But everyone was adapting quickly.

After just ten minutes, the three thousand people were already able to hover at high altitude.

Three thousand people, who originally could only look up at the sky from the city walls, were now hovering a hundred meters in the air.

Su Ming watched for a while. They had adapted enough.

"Follow me."

The wind-blade wings flapped in unison. With Su Ming as the arrowhead, the formation moved forward as a whole.

The speed climbed slowly, and the sound of tearing air currents merged into a massive hum as they swept over the Wilderness Suppression Bureau and advanced toward the outside of the city.

The speed wasn't fast, after all, most people were flying for the first time.

But this scene... the entire Pingan City saw it.

In the eastern residential district, a middle-aged woman taking her child to school was squatting by the roadside tying her daughter's shoelaces. She looked up.

Three thousand figures flew in formation over the city. The wind-blade wings refracted the morning light, with countless golden points of light dancing on the wingtips.

Like three thousand meteors streaking across the sky. Her mouth fell open, and she forgot about the shoelaces.

"Mommy, Mommy, what is that..."

"That is... hope."

At a breakfast shop in the western part of the city, the landlady was walking out with a pot of soy milk and looked up. "Clang." The soy milk spilled all over the ground.

She stood there motionless until a customer next to her tugged on her sleeve. "Boss, my fried dough sticks."

"...Just take a few yourself."

In the downtown commercial street, the morning rush hour crowd panicked for a moment, then everyone stopped in their tracks. Everyone looked up at the same time.

Countless devices lit up their screens toward the sky. Photos were being taken. Videos were being recorded. Livestreams were starting.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Look at the sky, everyone..."

"Are those bird-men?!"

"Bird-men your head! My camera has 100 million pixels; those are people! People from the Wilderness Suppression Bureau! They're flying!"

"Overnight, the army became an air force? They must be cheating!"

At the top floor of the Wilderness Suppression Bureau, Chen Zhan stood by the window. He watched as that black cloud flew over the city walls and into the wasteland, getting further and further away, smaller and smaller.

He held a piece of paper in his hand. A transfer order from headquarters.

The red official seal on it was blindingly bright, and the wording was standard... 'The war situation is critical. Comrade Chen Zhan is hereby transferred to report to the Xining City Command Headquarters within three days.'

He looked out the window. Three thousand black figures swept over the city, arranged in neat formation, with an Aura like a rainbow.

Chen Zhan's gaze followed that figure until he disappeared in the direction of the city walls. His fingers tightened.

"...Go then." His voice was very soft. He still had three days. That was enough. Watching him lead three thousand people out, and then watching him bring three thousand people back. That was enough.

Su Ming ignored the commotion in the city behind him. He flew at the very front. The 'Scarlet Dancer' fit his body perfectly, remaining motionless in the high-altitude airflow.

Three thousand people followed closely behind. The formation was neat. The wingspans were staggered. They swept over the city walls.

The engineers and guards on the city walls looked up, their tools falling all over the ground. "Holy shit!!!"

Entering the wasteland, the wind was fiercer. The air was filled with a thick, pungent stench, mixed with a faint smell of blood. The stench of beasts!

Su Ming licked his dry lips. Wild refinement points! I have returned. This time, with three thousand brothers, I will love you hard.

He turned his right wrist. The tactical watch lit up. He dialed. It connected. "City Lord."

Secretary-General Zhou Pingyuan's voice came through. Su Ming said, "Pull up the real-time satellite detection signals for the beasts." "Yes."

A few breaths later, a high-precision 3D map appeared before Su Ming's eyes. Densely packed red dots lit up on the map. Each red dot represented a beast.

Su Ming scanned it. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. So many. Within a radius of fifty kilometers, red dots were spread across the entire wasteland. From near to far, the density increased in a stepwise manner.

After the beast tide, beasts surged out from the depths, filling the areas he had previously slaughtered empty. These animals weren't afraid of death. That's a good thing.

"Synchronize." Su Ming pushed the satellite detection data to the tactical terminals of the three thousand warriors with one click. Three thousand watches vibrated simultaneously. The holographic screens lit up. The red dots covered the map like stars. The further out, the denser they became.

Ghost Blade looked down at his terminal. "Holy shit, so many?"

Su Ming lowered his body. The wind-blade wings retracted, and he descended toward the ground. He landed, stepping onto the cracked soil of the wasteland, kicking up a spray of debris.

The three thousand people behind him followed, the dense sound of landing merging into one. "Retract wings." Three thousand pairs of wind-blade wings dissipated simultaneously.

Su Ming closed his eyes. Deep within his Soul, that magnificent palace lit up again. Three thousand golden chains shot out.

——Crown of All Spirits!

——Spirit Projection: Soul of the Mountain!

"Hum——!" Energy fluctuations spread out. Three thousand people groaned in unison. That familiar power surged into their bodies once again. Heavy, rough, savage... It poured from the soles of their feet all the way to the top of their heads.

Bones hummed. Muscles reorganized. Grey-white rock patterns appeared on the surface of their skin. Their bodies expanded rapidly! Two meters! Four meters! Eight meters! Sixteen meters! It didn't stop growing until sixteen meters.

The black battle armor let out a teeth-gritting creak, barely protecting the key areas. Ghost Blade shuddered, looking down at the grey-white patterns spreading on his arms.

"Brother Ming, it's back again!"

"Exactly, that's the feeling, it feels so damn good, completely filled up!!"

Ye Qingluan had black lines all over her face. She raised her foot and kicked him flying with a flying kick. "Get lost!"

The Wilderness Suppression Bureau warriors who hadn't experienced the bonus of 'Soul of the Mountain' were howling and shouting right now.

"This is Brother Ming's power, it's simply..."

"Indescribable!"

"I want to fight ten!"

A new recruit opened the battle formation and peeked inside. A strange smile curled on the corner of his mouth. "Oho, it's huge!"

Lei Nuo clenched his fists. The air current generated by his fist wind blasted the gravel at his feet more than ten meters away. "Losing wasn't unjust at all!"

Looking out, above the wasteland, three thousand Grey Rock Giants blotted out the sky. Not enough, still not enough! Must max it all out.

Su Ming didn't give them much time to lament.

——Fate Bond, activate!

Three thousand pale golden chains shot out from the Soul Palace, overlapping on the connection of the Crown of All Spirits, precisely locking onto every single Wilderness Suppression Bureau warrior.

Physique, shared! A terrifying Physique of nearly thirty thousand points poured into three thousand bodies all at once!

"Hum——!!" Deep in the pupils of the three thousand Wilderness Suppression Bureau warriors, golden light exploded!

Their bones made dense popping sounds, muscle fibers squirmed, reorganized, and stretched under their skin... The muscle lines became more distinct. The grey rock patterns rose and flowed on the surface of their bodies.

Qin Tian stared blankly at the data on his tactical terminal. The Physique attribute was skyrocketing! In the time of one breath, it had increased sixfold!

Lei Nuo tentatively stomped his foot. "Boom!" The ground within a three-meter radius under his feet directly collapsed, gravel splattering.

"..." He looked at that hole.

"Holy shit!" His voice was an octave higher, sounding muffled and booming.

Ye Qingluan clenched her fist. This feeling... it was like her whole body was filled up. Every inch of muscle, every bone, was stretched to its limit by some power that didn't belong to her.

Is this Su Ming's physical quality? It's absurdly strong! She scanned around. Three thousand people, each one with rock patterns shimmering all over their bodies, their eyes full of disbelief.

Ghost Blade laughed wildly. "Wahahahaha!! Full, firm, rock-hard!"

"Hahaha! I am invincible!"