Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 596 - 560: Shocking the Evil Factions

The deterrence of the cannon attack was undoubtedly very powerful, yet there were still those who wouldn't give up, wanting to attempt whether they could prevent the mysterious figure representing the Empire's official attack on the Death Sect.

After all, if the Empire's official army could destroy the Death Sect's base today, it meant they could destroy any other sect's base tomorrow.

Times have changed; the church invested a lot of effort into maintaining its sanctuary construction, lacking the energy to hunt down and suppress them as in the past.

The worsening social environment led to a large number of citizens losing their livelihood, falling into despair, providing excellent soil for the development of various evil sects.

So now, the major evil sects were either semi-public or openly active; in this situation, they lost their original concealment, and once targeted by Empire officials, they were easily severely damaged or even eradicated.

That's the price they wanted to pay to seize this opportunity for development, but it's also a chance. As long as they withstand the Empire's official attack and render them powerless, they could overturn the centuries-old suppression by the church and national forces.

Therefore, just a single cannon shot from the Flying Airship was undoubtedly unable to quell their inner desires and burgeoning ambitions.

Soon, someone took action; several figures emerged from the dark street corner, rushed to the rooftop, then leapt toward the three Flying Airships.

The mysterious figure looked intently and found several monstrous figures with bat wings, resembling humanoid bats.

"Another pitiful wretch twisted by the evil god." The mysterious figure was no stranger to these monsters, sighed, and grabbed a rifle beside him, immediately opening fire on these figures.

Initially, these guys cared little about rifle shots, as after receiving the evil god's 'blessing,' their physical bodies were greatly enhanced; mere rifle bullets couldn't harm them, and even a small caliber infantry cannon direct hit was just bearable damage for them.

In fact, they were so arrogant precisely because someone previously provoked the City Guard, and after being shot by cannons and rifles, felt it wasn't much.

Although cannon attacks still caused them great harm, with their recovery ability after receiving 'blessing,' the harm wasn't fatal, and they could recover in a short time.

Undoubtedly, this fueled their arrogance, imagining how they would tear apart these symbols of Empire force while charging toward the Flying Airships.

But with a 'bang,' one humanoid bat at the forefront was shattered half its body, falling down like a shot turkey, and all crashed to the ground, turned into a mess, never making a sound again.

"Ah, even during the cold weapon era, humans suppressed you for hundreds and thousands of years, without daring to show your heads; what makes you think you can ignore human force now, in the industrial era?" The mysterious figure sighed helplessly, then aimed the rifle at another figure standing on the rooftop below, blasting it along with half the roof.

Undoubtedly, this was no ordinary rifle but an alchemy weapon made with alchemy.

Although each bullet was costly, the shooting power comparable to shells was worth it.

Moreover, for the mysterious figure, bullets made with alchemy didn't cost much; if she wanted, she could move a Maxim machine gun and spray fire without any loss.

But the enemy wasn't numerous enough to warrant such extravagance.

She merely adjusted her Multi-Function Goggles to a display mode, then swiftly eliminated the visible guys in special mode, forcing the remaining evil cult members to flee in embarrassment, abandoning their intent to support the Death Sect.

After all, the major cults didn't send real experts, just some middle to lower level Extraordinary and some blessed and favored believers, hardly capable of confronting the serious Empire officials.

They might contend the City Guard, but definitely lacked strength to withstand the Steam Knight Order and Flying Airships.

Let alone the Flying Airship had a sniper ready to fire cannon attacks anytime, fatal for any Extraordinary below a noble rank.

"I've packed the items; how about your side?" Sanderion's voice came from the communicator, and the mysterious figure replied upon connection: "Almost done, a group of throwaway cannon fodder, shattered a few leaders and they scattered like scared animals.

I'm coming down now, bring the items up! This should count as tonight's biggest gain."

"Tonight's biggest gain? Isn't it the test of your Godslaying Armor? An actual combat test encountering such adversaries tested the practical performance of the Godslaying Armor, is it not more valuable than a half statue?" Seemingly since business was concluded, Sanderion teased the mysterious figure.

To Sanderion's jest, the mysterious figure merely smiled and replied: "Though combat data is precious, it's intangible wealth, while this half statue and its contained divinity is tangible asset; comparatively, tangible asset is easier to gauge value, isn't it?"

"True, but the divinity on this thing is indeed somewhat eerie; fear without processing, it can't be used; don't celebrate too early." Sanderion recalled the peculiar aspect of this half statue, reminding the mysterious figure.

"Thanks for the reminder, but I know what I'm doing; this should be..." The mysterious figure was replying when she saw Sanderion appear on the ruins with two huge figures carrying a layered wrapped half statue: "I see you!"

Saying that, she signaled the Flying Airship to lower altitude, allowing her to land on the ground.

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"Is it her?" On the other side, real associates of the evil cult who witnessed the entire battle were discussing tonight's fight.

But their focus wasn't on the battle itself but on the mysterious figure's identity.

"Which one are you talking about? Is there something questionable about Sanderion's identity?" One of them was evidently unwilling to pick up the conversation, not wanting to voice the answer that caused them dread, even fear.

"The Northern Territory's message said she didn't leave, but apart from her throughout the Victor Empire, I can't think of anyone else." Eventually, someone pierced the window paper everyone was reluctant to break, stating the answer they didn't want to face.

Immediately, all fell into silence.