124: Chapter 124 Black Rain Falls from the Sky, God-like Prediction

"Boom—!"

One thousand meters away.

The headless corpse of that Tier 4 Commander-level Thunder Eagle King crashed heavily into a mountain peak in the distance like a heavy bomber that had lost control.

The mountain collapsed, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

As for that destructive thunder ball in its mouth, once it lost the energy maintaining it, it instantly dissipated in mid-air, turning into countless tiny arcs of electricity that vanished into nothingness.

On the roof of the train, Commander Zhao Tie remained in a posture of looking up at the sky, his mouth slightly agape.

"Dead... is it dead?"

A soldier of the Zhenyuan Army, huddled behind a ventilation duct, swallowed with difficulty. "One thousand meters away... using a stone... to blow the head off a Tier 4 King Beast?"

But this was merely the beginning.

In the sky, the thousands of Tier 3 Iron-Winged Thunder Eagles that had originally been following the Thunder Eagle King fell into complete chaos after witnessing their leader being instantly killed.

Piercing screeches rang through the clouds.

These high-tier raptors sensed a fatal danger. They no longer attacked the train, but instead flapped their wings frantically, beginning to perform extremely complex and erratic evasive maneuvers in mid-air, attempting to flee from this death trap.

"They're trying to run!" Commander Zhao Tie tightened his grip on his zanbato.

"They can't run."

Amidst the howling wind, Su Chen's voice remained calm.

He reached both hands into his jacket pockets and pulled out two handfuls of prepared gravel.

"Hum—"

Jet-black Armament Haki instantly covered his palms, hardening and compressing all the pebbles into dense, black projectiles.

Su Chen raised his head, his scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan spinning rapidly within his eye sockets.

The chaotic, flying Thunder Eagles turned into a slow, frame-by-frame sequence in his field of vision.

"Left."

Su Chen's left arm pulled back sharply and then swung forward.

"Bang!"

"Right."

His right arm swung out.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Su Chen attacked with both hands, firing from both sides.

His arms turned into afterimages that the naked eye couldn't capture. Pebbles tightly wrapped in Armament Haki were thrown frantically toward the high sky, accompanied by continuous, eardrum-shattering sonic booms, as if he were strafing with a heavy machine gun!

"What is he doing? Blind firing?"

Commander Zhao Tie watched Su Chen's movements, his face filled with disbelief.

The flight paths of those Thunder Eagles were extremely erratic, shifting left and right. But in Commander Zhao Tie's line of sight, the stones Su Chen threw were not aiming at the Thunder Eagles' current positions at all!

"He's off! He's completely off!"

A soldier with excellent eyesight couldn't help but shout, "The spots he's throwing at are at least a dozen meters away from those birds!"

Indeed, to the onlookers, the black stones Su Chen threw were all being blindly tossed toward the empty clouds.

However.

Half a second after the soldier finished speaking:

"Splatter!"

High in the sky, a Thunder Eagle that was rolling rapidly to the right to dodge moved its head into a specific position, and a black stone just happened to cut through the sky, piercing perfectly through its left eye and blowing away half of its skull!

"This..." The sniper soldier's words stuck in his throat.

Immediately after.

"Splatter!"

"Splatter! Splatter!"

In the sky, one cluster of blood after another exploded in succession.

To the soldiers below, a ridiculous and somewhat eerie visual distortion occurred.

Those thousands of Iron-Winged Thunder Eagles, flying desperately and trying to dodge, seemed to have become targets actively seeking death.

One Thunder Eagle dived sharply, only to have its head pierced the moment it dipped down.

Another Thunder Eagle performed a complex "S" maneuver in mid-air, but at the final instant of completing the move, a stone was already waiting at the end of its trajectory.

"Are they... are they throwing themselves into the stones?!" A soldier rubbed his eyes, feeling his worldview collapsing.

"They aren't throwing themselves into them!"

Commander Zhao Tie's body shook, his eyes locked onto Su Chen's scarlet gaze, and he gasped.

"It's prediction!"

Commander Zhao Tie's voice was trembling: "He has seen through the next turning trajectory of every Thunder Eagle! He isn't aiming at their current positions; he is aiming at the coordinates they will reach in half a second!"

Divine-Grade Prediction!

What kind of terrifying dynamic vision and brain processing power is this?

Calculating the muscle force and wind currents of hundreds of exotic beasts in the sky simultaneously, and then planning out all the ballistic trajectories in an instant?

Is this even human?!

"Caw—!"

In the sky, the miserable cries of the Thunder Eagles merged into one.

The battle, or rather, the one-sided massacre, reached its climax.

A guard formation consisting of about thirty elite Thunder Eagles realized that there was no hope of escape. They let out a desperate roar and formed a dense arrow-shaped charge formation in mid-air.

They gave up dodging.

Pulling in their wings, they dived straight down from eight hundred meters above toward Su Chen on the roof of the train like thirty heavy armor-piercing shells imbued with lightning!

"Watch out above!" Commander Zhao Tie warned loudly.

Su Chen stopped his "strafing."

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze icy.

He picked out the largest, most irregularly shaped stone from his pocket.

"Hardening."

Black Haki instantly enveloped the stone.

But that wasn't all.

"Ryuo."

Su Chen's mind stirred, and wisps of dark red high-level Haki, like leaping flames, coiled around the surface of the black stone.

He gripped the edges of the stone tightly with his thumb and middle finger.

With strength from his upper arm, he gave his wrist a sharp, violent flick a thousandth of a second before releasing it!

"Go."

"Whoosh—!"

This black stone, injected with internal destructive dark force, carried immense rotational power and shot into the sky with an extremely sharp whistle!

"It won't hit! They're lined up in a straight row; at most, it can only pierce through the one in front!" Commander Zhao Tie shouted anxiously as he watched the diving formation.

However.

What happened the next second shattered the commander's jaw.

"Splatter!"

The high-speed rotating black stone pierced the heart of the first Thunder Eagle at the front without any suspense.

However.

At the moment of piercing the heart, the dark red "Ryuo" attached to the surface of the stone suddenly exploded with a wisp of dark force in an extremely exquisite manner.

This wisp of dark force detonated the surrounding high-altitude airflow.

Relying on the thrust of this airflow, the black stone, which had been flying straight, incredibly changed its trajectory in mid-air!

It carved out an extremely strange arc that completely defied linear physics!

"Splatter!"

The stone took a turn and sliced through the neck of the second Thunder Eagle from the side with extreme precision.

Immediately after.

The Ryuo dark force detonated a micro-airwave at the wound again.

The stone changed direction once more!

"Splatter!"

The skull of the third Thunder Eagle was instantly pierced!

One stone! Three birds!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The corpses of the three elite Thunder Eagles collided in mid-air, and the charge formation instantly disintegrated. The remaining Thunder Eagles, unable to dodge during their high-speed dive, crashed into each other and fell toward the sides of the valley like dumplings.

"It turned..."

Commander Zhao Tie stared blankly at the sky.

"The stone... turned in the sky? He even calculated the wind direction and the kinetic energy deflection after penetration?"

Commander Zhao Tie felt that his brain could no longer process the information it was receiving.

Did physics cease to exist?

Newton's coffin lid was about to be unable to stay shut!

Or was this youth before him a monster that stood above the rules themselves?

The massacre did not last long.

Only two minutes had passed.

In the sky, a dense "black rain" began to fall.

That was not real rain.

That was the massive, heavy, headless corpses of thousands of Iron-Winged Thunder Eagles!

Black feathers filling the sky, mixed with scorching beast blood, fell like dumplings, densely crashing into the deep valleys on both sides of the train.

The sounds of impact and snapping trees echoed through the valley.

The beast tide cloud, which had originally been pitch-black and seemed ready to destroy everything, completely dissipated.

Sunlight pierced through the dark purple toxic fog of the Ten Thousand Mountains once more, spilling onto the crack-filled defensive shield of the train.

The clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

On the roof of the train.

There was dead silence.

Apart from the sound of the wind, not a single human voice could be heard.

"Clatter."

A magazine from the spiritual energy anti-aircraft machine gun, held tightly in the hand of a Zhenyuan Army soldier, slipped and hit the iron plate on the roof.

But he didn't even glance at it.

Not just him.

The dozens of surviving military soldiers around were all standing there blankly, like statues of clay and wood.

Some had dropped their blades, while others had their mouths wide open, forgetting to close them.

Commander Zhao Tie knelt on one knee on the roof of the train.

He looked not far away at the black silhouette that was still standing on the edge of the train roof.

Su Chen casually threw the remaining handful of gravel from his pocket onto the ground.

He patted the dust off his hands.

He turned around, preparing to jump back into the carriage through the hole.

"No... no artillery."

Commander Zhao Tie's Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, his voice sounding incredibly hoarse. "No spiritual energy Spells..."

"Just used his hands, threw a handful of gravel?"

Commander Zhao Tie swallowed a mouthful of saliva that tasted of blood.

He had been a soldier for half his life and had commanded countless anti-aircraft operations.

But he swore.

Even the Great Xia military's top-tier anti-aircraft missile array absolutely could not achieve the hit rate and the terrifying, screen-clearing instant-kill effect witnessed before his eyes!

"What the hell... what level of taijutsu and dynamic vision is this?"

Commander Zhao Tie watched Su Chen's lean back, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

That was not fear.

It was a deep sense of awe when facing an absolute power that could not be understood.

In the eyes of these soldiers, the Su Chen before them was no longer a high school student going to the capital for school.

He was a truly living, Martial Dao deity.