These micromissiles don't explode, but they have an effect more terrifying than an explosion—they rapidly transform into thousands of tal pellets after penetrating the bodies of the supernatural soldiers and shoot outwards!
Not only are the supernatural soldiers hit by the micromissiles torn to shreds, but even those nearby are caught in the crossfire, unable to escape the sudden barrage of pellets—caught off guard, dozens more supernatural soldiers are turned into minceat.
"Does this count as Yan Yu'an's kill?" Wang Xiyi glanced at Sun Hang, "You're overdoing it."
"It's not a competition to kill supernatural beings, I was just lending a 'little help'." Sun Hang shrugged.
"A mont ago you said you wouldn't lift a finger, but now you've taken out the most supernatural beings, right?" Wang Xiyi teased, "Just with that one move, you probably took out nearly a hundred, didn't you? Almost all the rooftops in that area are cleared."
"Hehe." Sun Hang scratched his head, "I just felt an itch to do sothing."
Wang Xiyi: "Then why did you personally step in?"
"Don't worry...these are just small fry. There'll be elite monsters coming out soon, and we can make our move then," Sun Hang said.
"How do you know there are stronger supernatural beings?" Wang Xiyi frowned slightly, "I haven't sensed anything."
"I'm guessing," Sun Hang chuckled, "these supernatural soldiers are too weak. Apart from their numbers, their combat ability is less than a single reconnaissance team soldier...if the Baikal Remains' combat power is only this, then I'd find that strange."
"True..." Wang Xiyi nodded, "So what do you think the strength of these supposed elite monsters would be? Like that tank just now?"
"I can't say for sure."
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The periphery of the Baikal Remains, temporary rendezvous point.
"Did you hear gunfire?" The fisherman looked puzzled, sotis lying on the ground with his face pressed against it, sotis running to a place just a few ters from the Baikal Remains, with his side to the slowly moving streets, "I keep thinking I hear bursts of chaotic gunfire, emanating from deep within the Baikal Remains...could it be that Sun Hang and the others have encountered supernatural threats?"
The fisherman patted the truck door, asking the driver inside, "Buddy, did you hear gunshots?"
The driver shook his head, "Could it be the sound of friction from the moving supernatural structures? Maybe you heard wrong?"
"It's impossible to be wrong, that's gunfire! The sound of friction from moving buildings isn't like that!" The fisherman said decisively.
"But I didn't hear anything."
"Did you hear anything? Little sister, did you hear any gunfire?" The fisherman turned to look at Xue Yue, standing expressionlessly in the open area, gazing at the Baikal Remains.
"I saw anger," Xue Yue said quietly, "The whole city is engulfed in anger."
"I knew it...wait? Didn't you say you heard gunfire? What did you see...what did you see?!"
"Anger," Xue Yue repeated, "A very intense emotion of anger."
"Anger? Is that sothing you can see?" The fisherman was slightly stunned, looking down closely into Xue Yue's eyes, but he couldn't see anything special about them. Instead, he sensed a faint, supernatural presence in this pretty little girl.
"Are you also a Hunter? Seeing anger...is that your ability?"
Xue Yue nodded—it was what Sun Hang instructed her, whether people asked if she was a Hunter or a supernatural being, she was to just accept it. As for her peculiarities, they were all explained with Ability or supernatural skills.
After all, her security clearance was so high that aside from Sun Hang and the main system, no third "person" in the Xiazhou Federation had the right to view it—even if Lin Lun wanted to, he would need Sun Hang's permission.
"What do you an by saying the city is angry?" The fisherman's gaze turned incredulous, "When you say city, do you an...the Baikal Remains?!"
"Exactly that." Xue Yue raised her hand, pointing to the supernatural city not far away.
"The Baikal Remains...has...has emotions? It can feel anger?" The fisherman couldn't help but gawk, "Does that an this supernatural entity has self-awareness? Damn, a self-aware G-type supernatural entity? Wait, can this still be called a G-type entity?"
The fisherman suddenly dashed to the side of the truck again, banging on the door frantically, "Buddy, this situation is getting out of hand! We must contact the camp imdiately! No, we should directly contact the Disaster Response Committee!"
Saying this, he looked back at Xue Yue, asking seriously, "Little sister, as a Hunter, you should have undergone standard training, right? You should know you can't joke about these things, right? Can you be accountable for everything you said?"
Xue Yue looked at the fisherman, inwardly a bit nervous.
Sun Hang only told her how to respond when asked about her identity, but never told her how to handle situations like this.
She suddenly regretted having said so much earlier... If she'd just answered "I didn't hear anything," there probably wouldn't be so much trouble.
But... but... the anger emanating from the depths of the city was really terrifying... Xue Yue thought maybe it would be better to speak up about it.
With this in mind, she nodded silently.
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