The general in charge of the parade specifically arranged for these criminals to march in formation, passing closely in front of the guest seating area.
Then, they were escorted towards the actual Execution Ground, an open space a thousand meters away.
During the procession, a powerful voice echoed throughout the entire venue.
"I am the commander of the Black Dragon Legion, a Fourth-Rank Martial General, a sixty-six-ranked Control System Battle Soul Emperor, Ma Er Gou.
All the criminals, listen carefully.
The one-minute countdown is now in progress. The Black Dragon Legion's special operations battalion will begin using Firearms.
The first volley will be the Tornado (Assault Rifle). Five seconds later, the second volley will be God of Fire's Fury (Gatling Gun), and another five seconds later, the third volley will be God of Thunder's Fury (Heavy Cannon).
Ten seconds before the execution, you will be given keys to completely remove your restraints."
At that time, they could freely use their spirit souls, soul power, and soul skills, and could attack, defend, and accelerate at will. As long as they successfully escaped the Execution Ground's range, all their crimes would be pardoned, and they would be exempt from any further punishment.
Given the special nature and purpose of this exercise, the following regulations were hereby made:
One, the Black Dragon Legion members would not use their spirit soul abilities, including assisting with Firearms attacks.
Two, anyone outside the arena who interfered with the execution process would be executed on the spot without leniency."
As soon as these words were spoken, the already agitated guest seats became even more surprised.
Including the condemned, many were also filled with disbelief.
"Is the power of Firearms really that strong? They actually dared to allow them to use their spirit souls to resist? I saw that there were several Soul Kings among the convicts!"
"They are actually openly executing soul masters because of a few commoners. This is simply going against the natural order! Is there any justice left?"
"If soul masters can't be high and mighty, doing as they please, then what's the point of our arduous cultivation? To remain beneath others?"
"Isn't Nangong Lingyun also a soul master? Why is he doing this?"
Objections from the guest seats were incessant, with some even deliberately shouting loudly, trying to attract attention.
But to the disappointment of these low and mid-level soul masters, not a single one of the high-and-mighty Title Douluo spoke up to defend them.
The martial performance continued to proceed in an orderly fashion, without any actual interference.
In the end, they could only widen their eyes, staring intently ahead, hoping that those Firearms were just for show.
Over a hundred prisoners, all at least two-ring Great Soul Masters, with more than seven Soul Masters and Soul Sects among them, were lined up in three rows a thousand meters away.
Fifty seconds later,
The guards handed the keys to the prisoners they were responsible for and quickly retreated from the Execution Ground.
Suddenly, the scene became eerily silent. Aside from the retreating footsteps, the only sound was Ma Er Gou's booming voice counting down.
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
Everyone else was all ears, eyes wide, holding their breath, not daring to even exhale.
As the word "eight" fell, a Soul King, having only unlocked the shackles on his feet and not yet freed his hands, mobilized his soul power and bolted, frantically trying to escape towards the outer perimeter.
The new torture devices could suppress soul power, preventing the complete summoning of martial souls, but he couldn't worry about it anymore.
At a distance of a thousand meters, even a Soul King, using their full power in a desperate burst, would take at least twenty seconds. That was assuming they were a speed-type; support-types might need more than forty seconds.
Ma Er Gou shouted "six," and the first soul master to break free from his restraints appeared.
However, this person didn't choose to escape. Instead, he turned to help another defense-type Soul King unlock their restraints.
It looked like he was trying to gather allies to act together.
With three seconds remaining in the countdown, most of the prisoners had regained their freedom. Over a hundred people scattered like flowers, spreading in all directions.
Some were fleeing for their lives, some were digging holes underground, and others were forming defensive formations. The scene was utter chaos.
"Zero, Tornado, open fire."
At Ma Er Gou's command, the soldiers of the Black Dragon Legion's special operations battalion all pulled their triggers.
The sounds of gunpowder exploding, bang, bang, bang, the rattling of the mechanisms, zzzzzzzz, the whistling of bullets cutting through the air, shoo, shoo, shoo, all combined into a deafening symphony.
A series of loud explosions erupted as countless bullets were fired at incredible speed. Eight hundred Tornados were activated simultaneously, instantly blanketing the entire center of the Execution Ground.
Just the sheer scale of the attack made many people feel uneasy.
The next moment, when more than half of the Soul Masters burst into sprays of blood, riddled with holes, and collapsed to the ground, everyone's expressions froze.
Even the few Title Douluo couldn't help but stand up in shock, their pupils dilating wildly.
The speed, the power, the coverage, the range...
It was simply unbelievable.
Most importantly, they had been watching the Black Dragon Legion soldiers closely. They hadn't used any soul skills or martial souls, nor had they even activated their soul power.
In other words, ordinary people could use them.
Ma Er Gou continued his countdown, his voice like a bronze bell, ensuring it reached everyone's ears even amidst the chaos of the battlefield.
"Five!"
"Four!"
"Zero, open fire with the God of Fire's Fury."
The soldiers holding rifles retreated, replaced by some burly men.
Each of them held a God of Fire's Fury, nearly two and a half meters long with eleven barrels, each with a caliber exceeding thirty millimeters. Calling these things Gatling guns wasn't quite accurate; in terms of power and rate of fire, they were just as potent as close-in weapons systems.
Soul Masters' physical strength was, after all, extraordinary. As long as they placed a base on the ground beforehand to counteract the recoil, it wasn't difficult for a single person to operate these things.
A hundred God of Fire's Fury simultaneously erupted, unleashing an even more frenzied barrage of bullets.
This time, the remaining Soul Masters were not spared.
Including the two Defense-type Soul Kings and their defensive soul skills, not a single prisoner, not even a complete arm or a complete leg, remained.
Everyone instantly turned into a bloody pulp, mixing with the dirt blown up from the ground, utterly obliterated.
The scene was so brutal,
that the scene fell silent instantly, with expressions freezing on faces, as if someone had pressed the pause button on a video.
Tang San swallowed hard, gulping down his saliva.
Once proud of his hidden weapons, fiercely guarding them, and never revealing a single detail even to his own father, he was now suddenly confused.
Zhuge's Divine Crossbow needed to launch a surprise attack at close range while the Soul Master was unprepared to have a chance of harming them.
But this God of Fire's Fury, from thousands of miles away, could completely shred a defense-type Soul King who had activated a soul skill.
The two were worlds apart, completely incomparable.
The even more formidable God of Thunder's Fury hadn't even been displayed yet, but judging from its size and caliber, its power would probably be ten times stronger.
So, what exactly were he and Tang Hao doing, suspecting each other because of those useless things?
Not only Tang San, but almost all the invited Soul Masters watching the ceremony were experiencing a mix of emotions.
A Soul King was already qualified to be the lord of a medium-sized city and the commander of thousands of troops. They were the absolute backbone of Soul Masters.
In remote places like Notting City, the lord might even only be a Soul Master.
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