"Kill!"
The entrance of the underground base exploded open with a gap, and a group of mercenaries clad in uniform black iron battle armor rushed inside like tigers descending the mountain, wielding specially designed pulse guns.
"Stay alert!"
Captain Johnson shouted deeply, and the night vision goggles on his battle armor helmet instantly lit up, illuminating the dark and deep passage.
Just ten meters forward, the walls on both sides of the passage suddenly shot out dozens of crimson laser beams, intertwining into a web of death.
However, the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps was so experienced, all members immediately activated the shield modules on their battle armor.
At the same time, two Spirit Mages stepped forward from the team, their palms emitting a faint purple spiritual energy halo, and two semi-transparent spiritual ability magic shields unfolded in an instant, overlapping with the mercenaries’ arm shields to form a double-layer defense.
With a "buzz" sound, the laser beams collided with the double shields, causing ripples on the spiritual shield, steadily dissipating the impact, sparking bursts but never penetrating at all.
Taking advantage of the gaps between the beams, two mercenaries quickly threw interference grenades, and Spiritualists simultaneously released weak spiritual energy waves to disrupt the core circuits of the laser emitters, instantly extinguishing the crimson glow.
Continuing forward, Johnson suddenly stopped, bowing to press the detection button on his battle armor, revealing a dense array of red dots on the screen—all sensor-controlled landmines.
"Mine clearance team, move out!"
With Johnson’s order, a squad stepped forward, took out mine-clearing tools, and quickly removed the mines.
Just passing through the minefield, the top of the passage suddenly spewed out pale green poison gas, its pungent smell instantly permeating the air.
The mercenaries didn’t need instructions—the helmets automatically closed the gas masks while Spiritualists raised their hands to release a large-scale spiritual barrier, firmly isolating the poison gas outside the shield, and the air filtration system built into the battle armor activated simultaneously, ensuring infallible dual protection.
A mercenary raised their hand to shoot a pulse grenade, precisely hitting the gas nozzle, while a Spiritualist added a spiritual energy shock, pletely destroying the valve.
Whoosh
The Wind Element Spiritualist cast a Wind Magic to blow the poison gas out of the hole.
After overing obstacles, the group finally arrived in front of the base’s core door.
The heavy alloy door was tightly shut, with the wall covered in defensive turret muzzles, and almost the instant the group appeared, dense firepower poured out like a storm, instantly filling the entire passage.
"Iron Wall Formation! Form up!"
Johnson’s deep shout pierced through the noise of the cannon fire, and the elite members of the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps instantly gathered, forming a tightly-knit formation with tacit understanding.
The mages in the team released spiritual shields to withstand the first wave of fierce cannon fire offensive.
At the same time, within the formation, the rear members’ hands steadily rested on the shoulders of front members, strands of spiritual energy quickly transmitted from the end of the line, finally converging at the forefront of the formation.
Within a few breaths, a massive and thick spiritual shield took shape, its faint blue hue glowing with a gentle yet resilient light, like a real iron barrier, replacing the faltering spiritual shield and holding all cannon fire steadfastly outside.
"Boom Boom Boom——" Dense explosions rang out continuously, hitting against the spiritual shield, sparking bright fire that lit up the mercenaries’ faces.
Their expressions didn’t change, their eyes unperturbed, with some even slightly curling their lips, showing disdain and confidence—they were the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps, and this Iron Wall Formation was the origin of their name.
Every full member must master spiritual energy transmission skills and perfectly integrate into the formation to truly bee part of the Iron Wall.
Just then, Johnson moved, a fierce purple spiritual energy surged around him as he charged out of the formation alone, without a hint of hesitation, and dashed towards the alloy door under dense firepower. The cannon fire hit his spiritual energy shield, making a squeaking sound, yet couldn’t even touch his battle armor.
"Ha!" Johnson let out a low shout, channeling all his spiritual energy into the spiritual long saber, which instantly expanded several times, carrying a world-destroying momentum as it slashed down on the heavy alloy door.
"Shirrr——Boom!"
The moment the spiritual long saber collided with the alloy door, an ear-splitting metallic ripping sound acpanied by a boom exploded out, with the extremely hard alloy door being cleaved in half as easily as paper, pieces flying and dust billowing, and the fierce cannon fire offensive abruptly ending.
Without waiting for the dust to settle, Johnson stood with his saber retracted, and shouted deeply, "Charge!"
The mercenaries of the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps rushed through after Johnson, into the interior of the base like tigers unleashed.
Upon entering the interior, dozens of Blood Demon Cult members roared out, casting various spiritual ability magics head-on.
The mercenaries’ expressions didn’t change, quickly contracting the formation, deploying the Iron Wall Formation once more, with the pale blue shield steadily deflecting all magic attacks.
Johnson led the charge, the spiritual long saber once again coalescing as he leapt into the enemy ranks, the saber light flashing as two Blood Demon Cult members were instantly cleaved in half.
The mercenaries followed closely, firing pulse guns and launching spiritual assaults, advancing as if into an uninhabited realm under Johnson’s lead, slaying Blood Demon Cult members with ease, screams and metal clashes intertwining as they pressed deeper into the base.
The strongest batch inside the base had been dominantly slain by Katherine, with the remaining unable to withstand the fierce onslaught of the S-Class Mercenary Corps elite forces.
It wasn’t long before this long-hidden Blood Demon Cult branch was slaughtered to extinction by the Iron Wall Mercenary Corps.
"Boss, e see this!"
During the battlefield cleanup phase, a mercenary rushed over to Johnson, their face looking quite dire, voice shaking with an unavoidable tremble.
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