Every place the laser passed, everything turned to dust. From the sky, it seemed like a giant sword had brutally carved a wound over a thousand meters long on the ground.
"Is he dead now?" Xuan Zhongso's face showed excitement as he peered through a telescope at Lin Mo in the distance.
The other soldiers also showed expressions of excitement and thrill; this demon was finally dead.
The soldiers responsible for guarding and operating the laser gun danced and applauded in celebration. Lin Tanyu had been rampaging through Han Country for a month. Now he was finally dead at their hands. Who knew? Perhaps they would receive commendation and awards from the commander upon their return.
However, just as they were celebrating, they suddenly heard a buzzing sound.
The soldier operating the laser gun suspiciously raised his head, and his face suddenly turned ashen when he saw a Flying Sword suspended in the sky emitting flickering silver light.
"What is this?"
