The general presiding over the military review made a special arrangement for these criminals to pass in formation directly in front of the guests at close range,
before escorting them to the actual execution ground, an open space a kilometer away.
Along the way, a powerful voice echoed throughout the entire venue,
"I am Ma Ergou, the commander of the Black Dragon Legion, a fourth-rank Fenwu General, and a level 66 control system Spirit Emperor.
All prisoners, listen carefully!
When the one-minute countdown ends, the Black Dragon Legion's direct special operations battalion will begin using firearms to attack.
The first round will be 'Dragon's Breath' (automatic rifles), followed five seconds later by the second round, 'Fire God's Fury' (Gatling guns), and then five seconds after that, the third round, 'Thunder God's Fury' (heavy artillery).
Ten seconds before the execution, you will be given keys to completely remove your restraints.
At that time, you can freely use your Spirits, spirit power, and Spirit Abilities; you can attack, defend, and accelerate as you wish.
As long as you successfully escape the execution ground, all crimes will be completely pardoned and forgiven.
Given the special nature and purpose of this military exercise, the following rules are hereby made:
First, the Black Dragon Legion will not use Spirit Abilities, including assisting firearm attacks.
Second, anyone outside the execution ground who interferes with the execution process will be immediately executed on the spot without pardon."
As soon as these words came out, the already restless guest seating area became even more astonished.
Many of those being executed also had faces full of disbelief.
"Are these firearms really that powerful? They actually dare to allow them to use their Spirits to resist? I saw several Spirit Kings among the prisoners!"
"To publicly execute Spirit Masters for the sake of a few commoners is simply going against the tide of the times.
Is there no justice left?"
"If Spirit Masters cannot be high above and do as they please, then what is the point of our hard Cultivation?
To continue being inferior to others?"
"Isn't Nangong Lingyun also a Spirit Master?
Why would he do this?"
… …
The voices of opposition from the guest seating area were endless, and some even deliberately shouted loudly, trying to attract attention around them.
But to the disappointment of these low and mid-level Spirit Masters, not a single one of those high and mighty Titled Douluo even uttered a word to stand up for them.
The military exercise's process was also advancing in an orderly manner, without being subjected to any actual interference.
In the end, they had no choice but to widen their eyes and stare intently ahead, hoping that those firearms were actually just for show.
Over a hundred prisoners, all of whom were at least two-ring Spirit Grandmasters, with over seventy of them being Spirit Elders or Spirit Ancestors, stood quietly in three rows a kilometer away.
Fifty seconds later,
the escorts handed the keys to the prisoners they were each responsible for and quickly retreated out of the execution ground.
In an instant, the scene suddenly became frighteningly silent.
Apart from the sound of these retreating footsteps, there was only Ma Ergou's powerful voice announcing the countdown.
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
… …
Everyone else perked up their ears, widened their eyes, and held their breath, not daring to even exhale loudly.
When the word "eight" fell, a Spirit King merely unlocked the shackles on his feet and, without waiting to completely free his hands, spurred his spirit power and frantically fled outwards.
The new-style shackles could suppress spirit power, making it impossible to fully summon his Spirit, but he couldn't care less.
A distance of a kilometer, even if a Spirit King burst forth with all his might and without regard for his life, would still take at least twenty seconds; this was even more so for speed system Spirit Masters, and support system Spirit Masters might take more than forty seconds.
Ma Ergou called out "six", and the first Spirit Master to free himself appeared,
but this person did not choose to escape; instead, he turned around to help another defense system Spirit King unlock his restraints.
It seemed he planned to win over allies to act together.
With three seconds left in the countdown, most of the prisoners had regained their freedom; more than a hundred people scattered like blossoms, everywhere.
Some desperately fled, some dug holes into the ground, and some formed defensive formations; the scene was extremely chaotic.
"Zero, Dragon's Breath, fire."
With Ma Ergou's order,
the soldiers of the Black Dragon Legion's special operations battalion pulled the triggers in their hands one after another.
The sound of gunpowder exploding, bang bang bang, the sound of springs vibrating, zheng zheng zheng, the sound of bullets cutting through the air, swoosh swoosh swoosh, was like a deafening symphony.
Only a series of loud noises were heard, and bullets were fired at extremely high speeds.
Eight hundred Dragon's Breath rifles were activated simultaneously, instantly covering the entire central area of the execution ground.
The commotion alone made many people feel ominous.
And the next moment, when more than half of the Spirit Masters had blood blossoms erupt directly on their bodies, riddled with holes and collapsing to the ground,
all expressions froze.
Even several Title Douluo couldn't help but stand up in shock, their pupils contracting and dilating violently.
This speed, this power, this coverage, this attack range… …
It was too unbelievable.
Most importantly, they had been staring at the soldiers of the Black Dragon Legion just now, and they had not used Spirit Abilities or Spirits, or even used spirit power.
In other words, ordinary people could use it completely.
Ma Ergou continued to count down, his voice like a bronze bell, ensuring that it could reach everyone's ears even in the noisy battlefield.
"Five!"
"Four!"
… …
"Zero, Fire God's Fury, fire."
The soldiers holding rifles retreated, replaced by strong men with noticeably more robust muscles.
Each person held a Fire God's Fury that was nearly two and a half meters long, with eleven gun barrels, each with a caliber of over thirty millimeters.
Calling this thing a Gatling gun was not accurate.
In terms of power and rate of fire, it was no weaker than a close-in weapon system.
After all, Spirit Masters' physique and power were different from ordinary people, so as long as a base was placed on the ground in advance to counteract the recoil, it was not difficult for a single person to operate this kind of thing.
A hundred Fire God's Fury guns erupted simultaneously, and even more insane ammunition poured out.
This time, the remaining Spirit Masters were not spared either.
Including the two defense system Spirit Kings and their defense system Spirit Abilities, let alone prisoners, not even a complete arm or a complete leg remained.
Everyone instantly turned into flesh and blood, mixed with the dirt blasted from the ground, completely reduced to ashes.
This scene was so brutal,
that the scene was instantly silent, with expressions frozen on faces, as if someone had paused the video.
Tang San gulped and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He, who once prided himself on Hidden Weapons, guarded them strictly, and would never reveal the slightest bit of information even to his own father, suddenly felt a little lost at this moment.
The Godly Zhuge Crossbow needed to take advantage of the Spirit Elder's unpreparedness to launch a sudden sneak attack at close range to have a chance to injure the opponent,
but this Fire God's Fury, from a thousand miles away, could completely tear apart a defense system Spirit King who used Spirit Abilities.
The two were as different as heaven and earth, with no comparability at all.
The more powerful Thunder God's Fury had not yet been shown, but judging from the size and caliber, its power was probably more than ten times stronger.
So, what were he and Tang Hao doing, suspecting each other because of those broken things?
Not only Tang San, but almost all the Spirit Masters who were invited to watch the ceremony had mixed feelings in their hearts.
A Spirit King was already enough to serve as the city lord of a medium-sized city and the commander of thousands of troops, and was the absolute backbone of Spirit Masters.
In remote places like Nuoding City, the city lord was even only a Spirit Elder.
But in the face of these mortal weapons, they did not even have the slightest power to resist.
The times might really be changing.