Chapter 99: Annihilation

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Blazing Red Mountain.

This was a den of bandits.

Within their ranks were seven generals, with the leader himself a mid-level general. Besides them, there were dozens of ordinary warriors. They had also gathered over a thousand refugees under their control.

Such strength was enough to sustain an army of ten thousand.

When these people first chose to become bandits, it shocked many. But sadly, they had no other choice.

They were all criminals from both the human and demon clans.

Fang Qingyun’s target was clear: to annihilate Blazing Red Mountain!

At this moment, he gazed steadily at the mountain stronghold not far ahead, his breath calm and even.

He cared little for their past hardships. Since they had turned bandit and committed countless heinous acts, they deserved death.

Otherwise, being so close to the frontline, with the Snake King’s temperament, it was very likely they would be recruited as the vanguard.

To the Snake King, giving some a new identity was no great feat.

“President, are we really going to attack this place?” Li Mu’s voice was low and filled with dread.

This new president was far too bold, directly targeting the strongest force within a thousand miles.

Blazing Red Mountain had never been eradicated even by regular troops. For them, a bunch of students, was it like slicing through soft tofu?

Fang Qingyun glanced at Li Mu and said, “I traveled over six hundred kilometers. You think I came here for a vacation? To bring you forty people on a holiday? All heavy firepower?”

The new patrol team consisted of one hundred men, divided into four squads.

The first squad belonged to the president, temporarily overseen by Fang Qingyun.

The second squad was directly under Fang Qingyun’s command.

The third squad was under Zhao Junhong.

The fourth was managed by patrol leader Wang Xu.

Finally, there was the elite squad of twenty, directly led by Fang Qingyun.

Just from this distribution of forces, it was clear Fang Qingyun was the undisputed leader of the student council.

Especially the elite squad, composed entirely of warriors above the sixth level.

Contrary to expectations, Fang Qingyun appointed himself squad leader, with Gu Hu and Li Mu as deputies.

The elite squad was ecstatic. The name itself was an honor, a recognition of their status.

Their benefits exceeded those of normal squads by half, which delighted them even more.

However, Li Mu and Gu Hu felt differently.

When Fang Qingyun brought them to Blazing Red Mountain, boldly declaring he would wipe them out, the two nearly wet themselves.

Are you insane, or am I insane?

“But—”

“Don’t waste my time,” Fang Qingyun cut him off with a wave. “Listen to the plan.”

The three sat on the ground as Fang Qingyun explained his arrangement step by step.

When finished, Gu Hu and Li Mu exchanged strange looks.

“Well…” Gu Hu hesitated, “If the plan goes as intended, it could work smoothly, but…”

“Rest assured, if I fail, you retreat immediately!”

Fang Qingyun’s voice was cold, even ruthless.

Li Mu couldn’t help but ask, “President, is such a risky move necessary?”

For such a young president to be so powerful already—given time, he might reach high-level general strength. Who would dare underestimate him then?

Everything would become much easier.

Fang Qingyun glanced at him silently.

Do you think I want this?

Neither of them had officially enrolled before becoming student council president and the leader of the Northwest Military Academy students.

It was an honor beyond compare, but also like being roasted over a fire.

If they didn’t produce results, how could they survive?

Moreover, the Snake King’s demands were excessive, to the point of unease.

They had no choice but to comply.

There is no love without reason in this world.

They had to grow rapidly, push themselves to the limit, or be torn apart when the storm came.

Not only was Fang Qingyun burdened by this deadly mission, Zhao Junhong suffered as well.

The school itself was a volcano, with Cui Sheng and Qin Ran ready to strike back at any time.

They had many loyalists.

Zhao Junhong’s pressure and danger were no less than Fang Qingyun’s.

After careful thought, Fang Qingyun slung his heavy sniper rifle and left the main force.

“This area is yours. Follow the plan!”

“Yes!”

Gu Hu and Li Mu watched his retreating figure and said quietly, “I don’t care about anything else, this guy is a real man.”

Li Mu replied softly, “I just hope it’s not a suicide mission.”

He always felt this was too risky.

You, alone, drawing the bandits’ attention, luring them into an ambush here.

The plan sounded good, but what about getting caught like a meat dumpling beaten by a dog?

They had seven generals, after all.

But he was the president, and had already started moving. They couldn’t just stand still.

At least they were in safe territory.

As for treachery…

If they truly betrayed the president, the Snake King would know how to deal with them afterward.

Li Mu didn’t believe Fang Qingyun would dare execute such a plan without backing it up with others.

If he died here, no matter the cause, it would draw the Snake King’s attention. A simple inquiry would seal their fate.

“Let’s begin!”

The two began directing the elite squad to set traps.

…

Blazing Red Mountain.

The seven strongest were in a meeting.

Though bandits, they were extremely organized and highly mobile guerrillas, ready to abandon their posts and flee at any moment.

Among the seven, three were human, three demon, and one a magic clan member.

Yet they never quarreled; disputes were drowned in copious amounts of alcohol.

They had no choice; stationed on the front lines, performing the most grueling tasks, a single misstep could mean total annihilation.

Internal strife? They preferred death.

The meeting was presided over by the magic clan member.

He was the strongest at Blazing Red Mountain, a mid-level general.

Compared to humans and demons, the magic clan had a great advantage.

They were known as the Children of Darkness.

Each possessed remarkable innate talent, almost all becoming warriors.

That alone was terrifying.

Moreover, the gifted among them could awaken unique powers. Their spiritual energy carried a natural corrosive force, greatly amplifying their offensive power.

Thus, the magic clan was less than a tenth the size of the human clan, even fewer than demons, yet firmly held the title of the strongest race in Qingyue World.

At one point, their alone strength suppressed both humans and demons, maintaining the upper hand.

At equal rank, the magic clan was undoubtedly the strongest.

“Has the shipment arrived?” the magic clan leader asked in a low voice.

He bore all the magic clan’s traits—black eyes, black hair, and a single horn on his forehead.

“It has!” replied a human and a demon simultaneously.

“Isn’t it too much?” the human whispered, “We worked hard all year, and most of it’s already sent out.”

“Hmph!” the magic clan snorted coldly, “Don’t say most—sending it all out is worth it. Remember our identity; survival is paramount.”

The human grimaced but said nothing.

Except for the lawless chaotic zones, they had nowhere better to go.

Human? Magic clan? Demon? Enter their territories and you’d be hunted mercilessly.

Who would choose to stay here unless forced?

“Ha!” the magic clan exhaled deeply, “Stop feeling sorry. At least when humans or demons mobilize armies, we get immediate notice and can flee. Life is more precious than anything.”

“Understood!” came the murmur.

The magic clan thought for a moment, “By the way, I heard—”

“Bang!”

A gunshot interrupted him.

The magic clan roared in fury; his horn flashed black light as a spectral monstrous fish appeared, exuding a terrifying aura, shielding him.

Surprisingly, the fish bore neat, sharp teeth.

When faced with the attack, it snapped its jaws fiercely.

“Bang!”

The fish collided with the speeding bullet and was shattered instantly.

The magic clan grunted deeply, eyes wide and fierce, staring fixedly at the source of the bullets.

“Bang!”

Another bullet flew in an arc toward his head.

“No!”

The magic clan screamed in terror as the bullet pierced his forehead.

Two hundred meters away, Fang Qingyun exhaled long and slow.

Magic clan!

This was a magic clan member!

Strong! Too strong!

Using second-tier bullets with a second-tier sniper rifle, he had to fire two shots in ambush to kill him.

In the chaotic city, Fang Qingyun once killed generals with first-tier bullets and rifles; each shot was a kill.

“Boom!!!”

The conference room’s door was smashed open; six remaining bandits charged out fiercely, heading straight for Fang Qingyun.

A sniper!

A top-tier sniper!

He had to be eliminated!

Otherwise, they’d have to flee while dodging his bullets.

There couldn’t be too many enemies; their men would have noticed otherwise.

Perhaps their men had already been taken care of, in which case there was no need to run.

They were doomed!

Fight to the death!

Fang Qingyun gritted his teeth, gathered his spiritual energy, and fired at a human bandit.

“Bang!”

A muffled sound, and one fell.

Indeed, the feeling was right!

Fang Qingyun sighed in relief, stored the sniper rifle in his spatial weapon, and turned to run.

When in good condition, he preferred to keep the sniper rifle on his back.

Not now!

The spiritual energy drain was immense; he needed to run fast.

“Just one little bastard!” someone shouted upon spotting Fang Qingyun.

Immediately, all bandits of Blazing Red Mountain surged out, charging after him.

The six generals were the fastest.

However, Fang Qingyun’s speed was faster.

He led a group of bandits in continuous circles.

With over thirty points in constitution and speed, he had both high speed and strong endurance.

After a short while, the six generals began to tire.

They stopped, staring coldly at Fang Qingyun’s back.

If not for the need to watch for ambushes, they might have caught him already…

Well, perhaps they couldn’t catch him, but could still harass him for a while.

“Bang!”

Another gunshot.

A general swung his blade fiercely, slicing a bullet in half.

The two halves whistled past his ear.

“Bastard!”

The enraged general stood and charged at Fang Qingyun again.

“Don’t chase!” a human shouted.

“How can we not?” the general roared. “The enemy is in the dark; we are in the open. He can snipe from afar—what can we do? Letting him go now is suicide!”

Indeed, it made sense.

Several generals’ lips trembled; they gritted their teeth and pursued Fang Qingyun again.

“Come on, come on!” Fang Qingyun waved. “I welcome your chase.”

Swish!

He turned and ran, moving so fast he left afterimages.

“Bastard, if you have guts, don’t run!”

A general roared.

“Idiot!” Fang Qingyun sneered. No matter what they said, he would not stop, even if they wanted a one-on-one duel.

“I want to duel you, do you dare?”

“No!” Fang Qingyun shouted back loudly.

Generals’ roars were loud, but his voice was even more thunderous, echoing across the battlefield.

The generals: “…”

After running in circles for hundreds of kilometers, the generals despaired.

What kind of monster was this? His spiritual energy fluctuations weren’t strong, yet he could run so long?

If they ran any further, their spiritual energy would be drained.

Suddenly, one general turned and ran into Blazing Red Mountain’s army.

The bandit army numbered two thousand.

A general disappearing into the crowd was like a drop into the ocean, instantly losing his trail.

The other five generals gritted their teeth and followed.

They intended to use the crowd as cover to escape.

“This is difficult now!” Fang Qingyun frowned slightly.

Generals concealed their spiritual energy and hid; with his skills, he couldn’t find them.

Even with his spiritual power over thirty points.

Unless he got closer!

But that would be suicide—they would swarm and tear him apart.

“Forget it, just kill them!” Fang Qingyun loaded another bullet.

This time, he spent a huge amount of student council points, used all Zhao Junhong’s points, and even borrowed some, buying enough ammunition.

He had hundreds of first-tier spiritual bullets and twenty second-tier ones.

Enough to kill.

For ordinary people, regular bullets suffice.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

Shots rang out one after another; one by one, bandits fell.

Before a sniper, especially one as skilled as Fang Qingyun, these bandits were mere targets.

Thinking of their villainous nature made Fang Qingyun’s killing spree all the more satisfying.

A minute later, Fang Qingyun turned and ran.

“Boom boom boom!!!”

A barrage of cannon fire landed in his area, covering the ground with heavy attacks.

Damn it!

Fang Qingyun cursed frantically, forgetting these bandits were not lambs to the slaughter.

They were experienced border bandits with heavy firepower.

[Source -200]

[Source: 9160]

[Speed +1]

[Speed: 35]

[Source +1]

[Source +1]

After dodging the first wave of attacks, Fang Qingyun dared not linger.

His source energy was still increasing.

Sure enough!

A small fruit flew toward Fang Qingyun’s position.

It moved slowly, but every hair on his body stood on end.

“At least sixth tier, maybe seventh! How the hell do these bastards have this stuff!”

Fang Qingyun nearly screamed.

He frantically boosted his speed!

Though his body strained, he kept accelerating.

[Source -200]

[Source -200]

[Source -200]

[Source: 8585]

[Speed +1]

[Speed +1]

[Speed +1]

[Speed: 38]

“Boom!!!”

A massive roar sounded, a powerful shockwave sweeping across thousands of meters.

Fang Qingyun had no time to react and was engulfed in the explosion.

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