Chapter 542
Leander’s chest was charred black, and a section of his clothes had been burned
away. He patted his chest, wiping off the sticky black residue to reveal flawless, pale skin that concealed immense strength.
The twenty-two rockets had shattered his protective Primordial Energy, but they hadn’t truly harmed him.
His Devourer Form was now complete. Even with just his physical body, he could withstand the frontal impact of a hand grenade. The rockets’ blast had been seventy percent absorbed by his Primordial Energy. The remaining thirty percent only burned his clothes, leaving him unscathed.
Still, the attack was enough to make him fully aware of the destructive power of modern weaponry.
“No wonder the kings who once ruled the world could only hide in the end,” he muttered, his expression unusually grave.
Leaving aside world-ending weapons like nuclear arms, even just this salvo of rockets could instantly kill an ordinary King Phase cultivator.
No matter how powerful a King Phase was, how could they stand against a modern army? Not to mention aircraft carriers, laser weapons, miniature nuclear devices, and all the other high-tech arms of the present day.
In this era, if a King Phase cultivator revealed themselves, even briefly, the major powers would likely launch real military strikes against them.
Leander had long anticipated that one day he might face modern military forces, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so soon.
While he was contemplating this, another rocket armored vehicle rolled forward, lifting its twenty-four rockets into position, ready to fire.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Leander finally moved. Having felt the full power of the first attack, he coiled his body and darted straight downward.
“Fire!” From below, a commander shouted, and all twenty-four rockets were launched.
Whoosh!
The sound of rushing air tore through the sky, and twenty-four rockets surged straight at him.
Leander hovered in midair, blue light flashing in his eyes. He slammed his foot down into the void.
The air below caved in instantly, forming a massive footprint thirty feet wide.
It was as if an ancient giant had stamped down, directly intercepting the path of all twenty-four rockets.
Boom! Boom!
The rockets exploded in midair, several dozen feet from Leander, sending only a faint ripple of shockwave brushing against his chest.
“What?” The armed personnel below were clearly startled. Leander, however, did not falter. He clenched his hands, and a long spear of flame materialized in his grip.
Without hesitation, he hurled it straight at the rocket armored vehicle below. Whoosh!
A streak of fire shot through the air, and the flaming spear struck the armored vehicle dead center.
The vehicle’s exterior was made of high-strength alloy, designed to withstand extreme attacks. Even a hundred rifles firing continuously day and night might not penetrate it.
Yet, Leander’s spear struck as if a steel blade had pierced soft tofu, driving straight into the cockpit. An explosion erupted, shaking the surroundings.
In an instant, a rocket armored vehicle-worth millions of dollars-was destroyed in front of over three thousand soldiers.
“What in the world?” The commander of the armed forces froze, his expression twisting in shock and disbelief.
“Was that a flaming spear p>
He could hardly believe his eyes. With a single strike, Leander had destroyed a multi-million-dollar armored vehicle. What sort of ability was that?
Torre and the others were equally stunned, their pupils widening in disbelief.
“Is the chief instructor going to take on the entire army by himself p>
The young man and woman beside them were speechless, especially Gisela, who stared at Leander without blinking.
She had often wondered if beings like Superman or Iron Man—the superheroes from movies could exist in reality. And now, her imagination seemed to be coming to life before her eyes.
A figure bathed in blue light hovered above the ground, crushing an armored vehicle beneath him. If this wasn’t a superhero, then what was?
“Open fire! Don’t let him form that flaming spear again p>
The armed commander barely kept his composure. He had received some information about Leander when taking the mission and knew he was the strongest warrior of the era.
He understood the immense power of the flaming spear and immediately ordered his troops to suppress Leander with all available firepower.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Instantly, every rifle and machine gun opened fire. Countless bullets tore through the air toward Leander.
But Leander was ready. Twisting and spinning in midair, a long blue trail followed him as he sprinted forward, creating distance and staying beyond the effective range of the guns.
The soldiers saw him retreating and hesitated, lowering their fire. But in the next instant, the blue light suddenly reversed like a returning meteor, and a powerful gust of wind surged toward them.
“Fire!” shouted the commander.
The troops reacted, pulling their triggers, but the blue light moved far too fast. It plunged straight into the ranks of over three thousand soldiers.
Boom!
A tank was suddenly lifted into the air. Leander’s hand gripped the tank’s turret,
spinning it like a giant top before hurling it violently away.
He flung the
forty-ton steel tank like
a discus. Wherever it landed, it
crushed soldiers into mangled pieces. Three more tanks slammed into each other, tilting and colliding, throwing the entire formation into chaos.
Leander followed with a palm strike toward the crowd. A massive Primordial Energy palm, more than thirty feet wide, descended from above, crushing over fifty soldiers into debris.
The remaining tanks quickly turned their turrets toward Leander, ready to fire However he reacted first Like a phantom, Leander weaved. alongan S-shaped path, dodging two shells. Then, he closed in on the side of a tank.
His long, pale fingers stretched out. Flames erupted from his hands, slicing through
the air like molten blades. They tore into the steel tracks of the tank, and with a powerful pull p>
Crack!
The steel tracks bent and snapped
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under Leander’s grip, and the tank immediately lost all mobility. Another palm strike followed. Flames surged explosively, detonating inside the tank asif a high-explosive shell had gone off. The heavy tank was blown apart into two segments.
The surrounding armed soldiers were stunned. From the town, Torre and the others
watched with their mouths agape, finding it absurd.
What happened today was too shocking for their minds to fully grasp.
Torre’s jaw dropped as he struggled to speak.
“Taking down a tank barehanded p>
If they weren’t acquainted with the man in front of them, they would have thought
they had stepped into a sci-fi blockbuster.
A martial artist’s strength was formidable, but how could anyone dismantle tanks with their bare hands, or stand against a modern military force head-on?