Chương 2: AZI Volume 1 Chapter 1
"Fire! Do not hold anything back!"
*Boom!* as soon as these words are said by a person dressed in the attires of a colonel, a blast hurls down from above and ends their existence—almost as if the gods looming above his head have deemed him worthy of moving onto their next life.
*Boom! Boom! Boom!* relentlessly, the triggers of numerous missile launchers are pulled.
The target—
"…"
A human dressed in a traditional set of Han robes.
However, the fact that this individual is capable of standing in the air without any sort of tool to assist them meant that they had long strayed from the definition of what it means to be a mere mortal, and towards the incoming missiles—
*…!!!* following the flash of cold steel, the approaching missiles are divided in half, and though the blast had swallowed up the humanoid figure—
*Boom!* brushing aside the settling dust cloud, the figure that should have been wounded emerges unscathed.
In the next instance, he descends from above—with his abrupt landing shattering the earth!
Almost as if the ground had become a blooming flower, slabs of the earth were raised upwards at an angle, while propelling the bodies of numerous individuals into the air.
Without pausing, the figure in the Han robes swings his sword causing limbs, heads, and blood to rain from above.
"…?"
Just as the Han robed figure is about to turn his attention towards another area of this battlefield, a human body descends from above.
"…"
Narrowing his eyes towards the figure, the Han robed figure gradually realizes that the figure is not a corpse, and towards this enemy's descent—
*…!!!* the depth of the crater increased by more than ten meters as proof of how much force had been put into this strike.
Despite that, astonishingly the thin sword and arm of the Han robed figure hadn't shattered under the impact of a blade that had been as large as a human body.
"The hell is that sword of yours made from?"
"…"
Without answering the ambusher's question, the Han robed figure's eyes flash with killing intent as he swings his sword to hurl the two-handed blade wielder back.
"…"
As if the opponent had been one of extreme insignificance, the Han robed figure checks their sword for any chips, but even before he could give his weapon a thorough look over, the figure that was tossed back bounces back for another assault.
"**** *** *** *****…"
Speaking in a language that is foreign to the people of this world, the Han robed figure turns his full attention towards the superhuman.
Battles of this nature are rampant throughout this war zone that is located in the northern parts of this planet.
This is what the denizens of this world call the Great Immortal Wars that is waged between the Han robe wearing Immortals and the Sinners, the superhumans that are capable of fighting these Immortals head-on with only their flesh and blood bodies.
In this war zone, the common soldier's life is worth nothing more than fodder for their main task is to provide long-ranged support using advanced weaponry and the distribution of basic survival necessities.
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