Translator: AnubisTL
[Kindling City has withstood the alien race players' assault for 1 hour!]
[All players within Kindling City receive a reward of 10 kindling points.]
[Kindling City has withstood the alien race players' assault for 6 hours!]
[All players within Kindling City receive a one-star item.]
[Kindling City has withstood the alien race players' assault for 12 hours!]
[All players within Kindling City receive a one-time opportunity to instantly heal all wounds!]
[Kindling City has withstood the alien race players' assault for 24 hours!]
[Kindling City will receive an additional building reward. All human players within Kindling City will receive additional rewards, and the player with the highest kindling point total will receive an extra bonus.]
This panel displayed the rewards Kindling City would receive based on how long it withstood the assault.
It was essentially compensation for Humanity's Kindling City, as the human race was clearly at a disadvantage in this event.
Meanwhile, within the city walls, many human players gripped their machine guns tightly, their palms sweating as they stared intently at the light gate. Half an hour had passed, but not a single person had lowered their guard.
Instead, the pressure in their hearts continued to mount.
It was like being sentenced to beheading, but the executioner's blade had been raised above their neck for half an hour, never falling. At such a moment, the condemned would feel no relief; instead, the tension in their heart would tighten even further.
Meanwhile, figures paced back and forth along the city walls, trying to ease the human players' anxiety.
"Phew."
One burly man, leaning against the wall, glanced furtively behind him to ensure the supervisor had moved out of sight. He quickly pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag, exhaling with satisfaction. He turned to the man beside him. "Lao Ba, want a puff?"
"Are you crazy? The supervisor said no smoking—we can't risk being exposed."
"The supervisor's brain is fried. You're not actually following his lead, are you?"
"You're bringing Blue Star logic here. Exposed to what? Exposed to whom?"
"We've got this massive city sitting here, a huge, sprawling target. They've got us plastered all over the walls, and our exact coordinates are broadcast in the global announcement. Who are we supposed to be hiding from?"
"Anyone alive knows exactly where we are. Does it even matter if we're exposed or not?"
"Listen to me, take a puff now. Don't wait until you're dying, trembling as you pull a cigarette from your pocket, only to find it soaked in blood and impossible to light."
"I'm telling you, I used to see scenes like that in dramas all the time—people dying without even getting their last smoke. I swore to myself back then that if I ever found myself in that situation, I'd smoke one before I died, just to avoid that regret."
"...So, want a puff?"
"Duh, screw him."
Fragmented conversations echoed along the city walls as many people chatted to ease their anxiety.
The human players near Chen Jiang's group gazed with curiosity at the massive turret.
They all knew who the man leaning on his cane at the wall's edge was: Human Player Chen Jiang.
His presence alone calmed their unease. After all, everyone knew Chen Jiang was the ruthless killer who could slaughter hundreds of thousands of aliens in a single day. Just seeing him standing there brought a sense of security.
Yet many eyes turned toward the turret.
Was this the turret Chen Jiang used to kill hundreds of thousands of alien race in a single day?
Could this turret really possess such devastating power?
The heavily armed soldiers on the city walls formed only the first line of defense. Behind the city gates stood nearly a thousand human players, leaning against the massive wooden doors.
These human players shared a striking common trait: almost all of them possessed attack-oriented innate abilities.
"What's the situation, Eagle Eye?"
A bare-chested man with a white cloth-wrapped greatsword leaned against the wall, his voice tinged with impatience. "Have those alien race players arrived yet?"
"No," replied a woman standing beside him, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the city gate, as if she could see through the wood to the distant light gate. "Not a single alien race player has appeared so far."
"Not even a whisper of movement."
"Are they chickening out?"
The greatsword-wielding man scoffed. "If those alien race players don't show up soon, I'll lose control and charge out there myself."
Just then...
A young man in a tracksuit approached with his hands in his pockets. He stopped before the group, turned slowly, adjusted his square-framed glasses, and spoke softly.
"A reminder."
"You are all members of the Human Race Guardian Association, among the few human players with exceptional individual combat prowess."
"Your innate abilities are formidable."
"Precisely for this reason, you must never fall into alien hands."
"Otherwise, your abilities will be seized by the aliens and used to slaughter humanity."
"The Guardian Lord has only one request of you."
"When battle begins, act freely, but do not die."
"If capture is unavoidable, take your own life. This will prevent the aliens from stealing your innate abilities."
"If you fail even this and your abilities are stolen..."
"Then the others must focus on the alien who stole them and prevent their escape."
"Alright, alright," the man carrying the greatsword interrupted impatiently. "Political Commissar, why do you talk so much? Worry about yourself—your innate ability is the strongest, right? If you die..."
"Tch, that would be a true catastrophe for the human race."
"No."
The young man, dressed in athletic wear and appearing refined, gently adjusted his glasses, then tilted his head upward as if he could see Chen Jiang standing on the city wall. After a pause, he murmured, "Chen Jiang likely possesses the most formidable innate ability in this city."
"If Chen Jiang were to fall into the hands of the alien race..."
"That would be a devastating blow to the human race."
The mention of Chen Jiang's name silenced the group at the city gate, their expressions turning complex. After a long silence, the man carrying the broadsword finally spoke, "Did Chen Jiang really slaughter hundreds of thousands of alien race in a single day?"
"Would such a claim be false?"
"How did he manage that?"
"Good question. I have no idea."
"What exactly is Chen Jiang's innate ability?"
"I don't know."
"Didn't the Guardian Lord tell you?"
"No. Perhaps even the Guardian Lord doesn't know."
The young man paused before continuing, "After all, Chen Jiang's relationship with the Guardian Lord isn't a simple superior-subordinate dynamic like ours."
Just as the young man was about to elaborate, the woman standing beside him suddenly exclaimed, "They're here! The alien race players are coming!"
"Prepare for battle!"
The young man instantly fell silent, placing his hands behind his back. Slowly, he extracted his spine from his body, gripping it like a sword.
Just as the Guardian Lord had described.
The human race's personal innate abilities were completely random, often resulting in bizarre and utterly absurd talents.
"They're finally here," Chen Jiang murmured, leaning heavily on his cane as he gazed at the distant thousands of light gates.
A large number of players poured out of three of the gates.
But instead of charging directly toward the city walls, these alien race players immediately scattered in all directions, like deserters fleeing the battlefield.
Clearly, they were seeking vantage points to assess the situation before committing.
At the same moment, the firearms on the city walls roared to life.
Ratatatat!
Brrrrt!
Alien race players fell to the ground in droves, struck by bullets.
However, the distance was considerable, and only a fraction of the shots inflicted effective damage. Most bullets failed to penetrate their armor.
Soon, more and more alien race players emerged from the light gates, as if following a prearranged plan, and dispersed across the battlefield.
"That's enough," Chen Jiang paused, then patted the turret. "Let's begin."
The next moment—
The red patterns on the turret began to flash violently. Then, one after another, green light bullets with crimson trails surged from the cannon's barrel, relentlessly bombarding the light gate.
Each green light bullet split mid-air into hundreds, even thousands, of smaller projectiles!
These countless light bullets, nearly blotting out the sky, rained down upon the light gate in a devastating barrage!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the explosions erupted, the human players on the city walls, their fingers still on the triggers, stood frozen in stunned silence. They stared at the light gate, now engulfed in towering flames that reached the clouds.
They suddenly realized that whether they fired their guns or not had become utterly meaningless.
Every minute, nearly seventy thousand—rounding up to a hundred thousand—light bullets were unleashed in a terrifyingly dense and destructive bombardment, obliterating everything near the light gate!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous explosions echoed endlessly in the ears of every human player!
By now, the human players crouching on the city walls could no longer see the alien race players, or rather, they could no longer see the light gate.
All they could see was a sky ablaze with flames and streaks of green light bullets, each trailing a crimson tail like shooting stars, arcing across the sky in a meteor shower.
Now, at last, they understood why Chen Jiang could slaughter hundreds of thousands of alien race players in a single day.
Previously, they had always assumed that Chen Jiang's daily kill limit of hundreds of thousands of alien race players was due to the limits of his own capabilities.
But now they knew the truth.
Chen Jiang's daily kill limit of hundreds of thousands of alien race players was simply because he could only encounter that many in a day.
At this rate, the factor limiting Chen Jiang's kill count wasn't firepower, but whether he could find enough alien race players to kill.
As for the alien race players who had just emerged from the light gate, they didn't even have time to react before they were slowly vaporized to the soaring strains of a triumphant symphony, ascending to paradise.
And the alien race players who had initially scattered to the sides fared no better.
Qi Qi and the others were caught in the blast radius and had long since been sent to the Western Paradise.
"I have to say," Scar Dog hesitated, but couldn't hold back, "these green light bullets look a bit too eerie."
Without any energy cartridges, the turret's light bullets were naturally white.
With the Armor-Piercing Bullet Energy Cartridge, they turned deep blue.
With the Mother-Child Bullet Energy Cartridge, they became oily green.
But these current light bullets...
They looked like a swarm of green comets streaking across the sky, bombarding the light gate.
A guardian who had climbed onto the wall to stand beside Chen Jiang stared in shock at the light gate engulfed in flames not far away.
Now he finally understood what Chen Jiang meant when he emphasized twice, "Bombard for 24 hours at your own risk."
"Th-th-this..."
The guardian raised a trembling finger, feeling the scorching heat and stinging pain assaulting his face. He ducked behind the wall and shouted, "Young Chen Jiang, if you keep bombarding like this for 24 hours, won't you damage Kindling City?"
The shockwaves from the light bullets detonating near the distant light gate had already reached Kindling City.
Every person still clinging to the city walls pressed their faces tightly against the stone, gripping anything they could to anchor themselves firmly in place.
"Hmm..." Chen Jiang hesitated before speaking. "It might blast a deep crater beneath the light gate. After this, every human player passing through the gate will have to experience a free fall first?"
"I don't know for sure. I've never had the chance to see what happens after bombarding something for 24 hours straight."
"After all, it's a very extravagant thing to do, and nothing I've ever bombed has survived 24 hours of continuous bombardment."
"We can look forward to it a little."
With that, he glanced at the player kindling points ranking list.
[Player Kindling Points Ranking List]
[Top Ranking: Human Race, Chen Jiang]
[Kindling Points: 2930]
[Second Ranking: Soul Clan, Soul Impermanence]
[Kindling Points: 179]
[Third Ranking: Mechanical Race, Yan Pomen]
[Kindling Points: 178]
Hmm, I've taken the top spot again.
If I can maintain this position until the event ends, I'll complete the second stage of the "Big Brother Top Rank" achievement.
Then...
He gazed with satisfaction at the light gate engulfed in green flames before him.
The cluster bullet's effectiveness far exceeded his expectations, achieving absolute coverage.
He remembered seeing a titan race player earlier, but none had managed to break through his barrage. Clearly, even the titan race's formidable physique couldn't withstand this sky-filling fireworks display.
Meanwhile, inside the city gate beneath the walls, the human players who had been preparing to sortie against the enemy now clung tightly to the nearby railings.
The man wielding the greatsword felt the violent tremors beneath his feet, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief. "What the hell? When did Kindling City get such overwhelming firepower?"
"No," the woman staring blankly at the city gate murmured, pausing before adding softly, "It's Chen Jiang."
"It's Chen Jiang's firepower alone."
"Chen Jiang's firepower alone has surpassed that of an entire city."
(End of the Chapter)
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