Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1681: Chapter 887: The Road Is Hard; Time to Return!

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With a buzz, countless drones were all activated!

The soldiers manipulated the dense swarm of drones, flying out from the Hive, appearing terrifying like dark clouds in the sky.

The Silver City Duke silently observed the sand table.

From the moment He Jinqiu appeared, he knew that in the Drama Master’s prophecy, the biggest variable might be He Jinqiu.

He was cautious enough that, at the moment he saw He Jinqiu, he released a force of drones sufficient to defeat an air fleet.

Using such a massive number of drones to target one person, even the soldiers on the aerial fortress had never seen such a combat strategy.

Wasteful, so wasteful.

This was no longer a saturation attack; it was a mad dog attack, regardless of cost, just to kill one person.

However, as the combat staff looked at the holographic sand table, they suddenly noticed: “His speed hasn’t decreased at all! He’s still accelerating!”

Therefore, even facing an aerial fortress, the opponent has no intention of retreating.

Is he crazy or confident?

No one can be sure.

The Silver City Duke calmly said, “Start the attack!”

At this moment, the Silver Star Sky Fortress hadn’t even had time to fly out of the city.

Many residents heard the movement of the aerial fortress and were startled, staring out their windows to see… Could a new war be starting?

But what they saw was not war. Illuminated by flares, a lone figure soared through the sky on a sword, launching an offensive against the massive aerial fortress!

In the dark night, the signal lights on the drones dotted like stars, forming nebula structures, swirling like the Milky Way to engulf He Jinqiu.

Like a tsunami about to engulf a lone boat.

That lone boat appeared especially desolate and lonely.

The city’s residents gaped in awe, unable to comprehend why anyone would try to shake an aerial fortress as immense as a mountain with just their own strength.

They were even more puzzled why that steadfast aerial fortress would focus so heavily on one person.

But He Jinqiu gazed at the vast ‘starlight’ in the sky, seeming to rediscover the feeling he had facing the floods.

The drone swarm surged like the floodwaters, with He standing in the midst of it wearing a red vest.

In his ears was the shout of the squad leader, along with the cries of comrades.

It seemed he heard someone shouting:

“The west side dike has broken! Where’s squad two?!”

He Jinqiu suddenly laughed, laughing with particular joy.

The next moment, ten streams of light flew out from his chest again.

Those weren’t the Heart Sword he painstakingly forged, but his ten finger bones.

This was not the Heart Sword but the Bone Sword.

After coexisting with cancer, walking through life’s path repeatedly in those hazy dreams was not without benefit—the dreams invigorated his spirit and will, merging repeatedly with the world’s will.

The world’s will might have rejected him, but that spirit will remained.

He had become a demigod, yet he lacked a sword.

If there was no sword available, then he would use his ten fingers!

At this moment, the boundless drone swarm had entered the eight-hundred-meter range!

“It is noon.”

But his Heart Sword beneath his feet also divided into two, joining the ten Bone Swords flying into the night sky together.

The Twelve Flying Swords sped up increasingly fast.

The flares in the sky gradually dimmed, yet these twelve flying swords drew dazzling starlight across the heavens!

The airflow churned, as drones transformed into flame, falling down.

Once it was noon, within eight-hundred-meter range everything turned to decay, life and death!

The soldiers in the aerial fortress slowly fell into shock; in merely ten breaths, those seemingly surging drones were all gone…

Is this still a human?

He Jinqiu stood on his sword, gazing at that mountain range in the sky.

Is it over? Not yet!

In the night sky, he seemed to hear the old squad leader shouting angrily:

“Squad two, those who aren’t afraid to die, follow me!”

He Jinqiu turned around, but there were no comrades beside him, just an empty sky.

But that’s okay, a total of nineteen flying swords were his comrades.

In the next moment, the twelve flying swords returned to He Jinqiu’s side; he was launching an offensive against the aerial fortress once again!

Earlier, Lao Shier said that without him, He Jinqiu wouldn’t be able to enter the aerial fortress at all.

He answered that it’s unnecessary.

Because without anyone else’s help, he was capable of breaking in too!

He Jinqiu transformed into a meteor, advancing rapidly through the sky.

He moved so fast that the electromagnetic cannons on the aerial fortress couldn’t lock onto or aim at him.

The Silver City Duke coldly said: “Switch to the main firepower gun for full-load coverage attack.”

The main firepower gun typically aimed at the ground because, without a full-scale war, its deterrence was primarily ground-oriented.

But the cautious Silver City Duke had already ordered adjustments; they had reached the predefined orbit!

This combat strategy came at a great cost; after one shot, the aerial fortress would experience an overload of the nuclear reactor, unable to provide power to surrounding jet thrusters, reducing its flight speed substantially.

But now, the Silver City Duke didn’t need to consider this. He only had to face one person—to kill him.

However, when the soldiers operated the main firepower gun preparing to fire, they discovered He Jinqiu’s trace had vanished from the holographic sand table.

“Disappeared?”

“No, he flew directly above the Silver Star Sky Fortress!” A combat staff member said loudly.

The soldiers were stunned; what now? The aerial fortress wasn’t armed with sky-targeting firepower.

This was not a design flaw.

But the aerial fortress could fly at heights nearly impossible for other aircraft to reach; it could patrol at an altitude of 15,000 meters, striking the ground at any time.

At such heights, even Field System Awakeners couldn’t ascend.

In the command room, everyone stared at the holographic sand table’s aerial figure, He Jinqiu was upright on his sword, drifting among the clouds.

“Wait, why isn’t he moving?”

“He seems to be…daydreaming?”

In the clouds, He Jinqiu looked up toward the sky above.

He saw the vast Milky Way hanging upside down in darkness, with countless stars within reach.

Vast, majestic.

Silent.

No one expected that amidst this ruthless battlefield, the lone Sword Immortal would suddenly become entranced gazing at the resplendent galaxy.

He could fly on a sword as far back as two months ago, yet never once did he see this soul-soothing view.

It was only now that he understood what he’d missed all his life.

“How beautiful,” He Jinqiu admired, a tear trickling down his eye.

No sorrow, not tragic.

He only admired this world’s vastness, while life was narrow.

In that moment, his black hair transformed into white, instantly turning youthful to old!

He Jinqiu smiled and sighed: “Flowers may bloom again, but youth never returns…”

His whole life had been a bumpy road, crossed, missed, cried, laughed, restrained, and indulged.

But looking back, he went astray so many times.

On that path, there are fierce tigers in the morning, long snakes in the evening, grinding teeth, sucking blood, killing with ease.

But it doesn’t matter.

It’s okay.

Witnessing He Jinqiu suddenly descending, he drove those nineteen flying swords swirling around him, accelerating until it was impossible to distinguish between the sword and the person.

After becoming a demigod, the Heart Sword became exceptionally brilliant.

The residents of the Silver City felt as if a meteor fell from the sky, drawing a straight, dazzling line that pierced through the clouds, hurtling toward the aerial fortress.

The clouds appeared as if punctured, pouring mist downwards.

That brilliant line continually descended, straight, sharp, invincible.

With a boom, light exploded on the deck of the aerial fortress.

One second later.

That unique line in the world pierced into the top of the Silver Star and emerged from the bottom!

Countless black fortress fragments rained down from the sky, heavily crashing onto the ground.

That mighty war machine had been penetrated by He Jinqiu just like that!

Immediately afterwards, huge fire erupted from the pierced hole!

No one before, and none after!

Ever since the aerial fortress’s inception in human history, it had never experienced such an assault!

After transitioning into a demigod, all Transcendents had their actual strength gauged based on their encounters with other demigods, determining their place within the food chain.

But He Jinqiu, after becoming a demigod, never fought any demigod; he chose an even more terrifying opponent.

Traveling is hard

Returning!

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Actually, writing such content demands immense concentration and energy, but while writing, there’s an intense longing to fulfill one’s Xianxia dream. Well, it’s settled, the results for this book are great; the next book will reward myself with a Xianxia.