I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

While hurling curses and insults, he brandished his whip, driving the slaves to pick up weapons and fire at Yan Ziming.

Meanwhile, some core members of the Singers' organization crawled into tanks and self-propelled artillery, preparing to launch a modern armored firepower attack on the attackers.

"Humph!"

Yan Ziming snorted coldly. It could be said that the most useless weapon against her was bullets, which were all blocked as soon as the electromagnetic barrier was activated.

She herself was like a ghost, with a shimmering blue-purple trail, wielding the Raikiri, killing the commanders one by one.

"Quickly, quickly, stop that monster! Hurry—!!!"

"Ah, there she is!!!"

"It's too fast! I can't see it clearly!"

Soon, the place quieted down, and Yan Ziming's figure came to a stop, without a single drop of blood on him.

Including the Raikiri, which gleamed with an eerie light.

Noticing that most of the tanks further away had already started up, and some were even turning their guns to aim at him, Yan Ziming dared not continue to be so arrogant.

The Thunder Domain unfolded, encompassing an area of ​​nearly two thousand meters, and all five hundred or so people within that area were instantly reduced to ashes.

Before the tank even began to melt, the people sitting inside were either electrocuted by the lightning that had flowed in or blown to pieces by the exploding ammunition.

Everywhere there were dried, congealed bloodstains and fragments of human tissue, and everywhere there was a pervasive toxic gas that drifted further away on the wind, reaping a second wave of lives.

Yan Ziming continued as before.

Blue-purple lightning tore through the flames, each bolt carrying energy exceeding the explosive power of the strongest TNT, burning mountains and boiling seas, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The raging flames and wildly dancing lightning were rapidly consuming the surrounding oxygen, turning this place into a complete dead zone.

Yan Ziming was also secretly surprised. This was the first time she had used her superpower on a large number of people and military equipment, and the damage caused far exceeded her expectations.

In such a short time, hundreds of tanks and nearly a thousand people died at their own hands, and the air was filled with the smell of burning human flesh.

Well, it's mostly toxic gases from molten metal.

Yan Ziming looked at the corpses strewn all around him, and his heart was only slightly stirred, but he was no longer moved.

Standing in the fiery hell, she resembled a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner, stained with the blood of hundreds of people.

"Am I really that cold-blooded?" she asked with a self-deprecating laugh.

Before this, she doubted she could kill so many people at once, she couldn't bring herself to do it, but when she actually did it...

The flames and corpses everywhere completely overturned her idea.

Perhaps in these five years, she had come to accept death with equanimity.

She could write a book about the hundreds of ways her former comrades and ordinary people had died, as described by the mutated species. She herself had once teetered on the brink of death, and a single misstep could have led to her utter annihilation.

After witnessing so many deaths, who can remain calm and indifferent? Who can stay so detached from such a situation?

If such a person exists, he must be a saint who has the world in his eyes and cares for all living beings!

Unfortunately, Yan Ziming wasn't like that; all she wanted was to find her younger sister.

"This is... war!"

Having strengthened his resolve, the surrounding thunder grew increasingly terrifying, further obliterating any life forms he came into contact with.

The next moment, the superhumans who truly held leadership positions within the Singer organization began to take action.

Almost at the same moment, nearly ten high-level ability users surrounded Yan Zimo, two of whom were even at the eighth level, making Yan Zimo very wary.

No matter how many ants there are, they can't kill an elephant, but what if there's a man-eating ant as big as a lion?

These high-level ability users are all more extraordinary than this, and two of them are also at the eighth level. Yan Zimo has no reason to underestimate them.

The Singer Organization certainly has a solid foundation; it has produced this many high-level superhumans right away, and there may be more.

At that moment, a deafening roar, shaking the earth, rang out from a greater distance; it was the self-propelled artillery unit opening fire.

Countless shells piled up in the sky, creating a thick "barrage," which made Yan Ziming very worried.

However, the Thunder Domain was not just for show. It gathered into a beam and swept it into the sky, causing more than 90% of the cannonballs to explode in mid-air.

The shells that were directly hit were immediately engulfed by even more powerful energy. The surrounding metal shells also melted rapidly due to the extreme heat, triggering a chain reaction that caused them to explode in mid-air a second later.

As for the remaining ten percent, Yan Ziming couldn't stop it, nor was there any need to.

After all, their aim was completely off-target from her location.

The group of high-level ability users didn't rush forward. They wanted to use the cannonballs to weaken Yan Zimo so as to save effort. After all, Yan Zimo's performance was too terrifying, so they had to be cautious.

After the first wave of shells was destroyed, the second wave arrived.

Because many personnel were already in position, this wave of artillery fire was far more intense and fierce than the previous ones.

Yan Ziming frowned deeply. Even a powerful move like Thunder Domain couldn't be used casually, could it?

"Little Mo Mo~~ Don't rush ahead too much, you're not fighting alone." Mu Mu's voice came from behind Yan Zi Mo.

As her voice faded, the shell froze in mid-air, as if frozen in time, completely still.

Then the space twisted strangely, and many shells were extinguished under the immense pressure before they could even explode, crushed into tiny fragments that were barely visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, their own personnel had also used Mu Mu's special ability to disperse to various key locations and began killing those around them.

The real battle begins now.

It might be a one-sided battle...

A layer of electric light burst forth from Yan Ziming's body, which, under the influence of Mu Mu's space, condensed together to form a spherical ball of lightning.

However, the shape of this lightning ball is a bit unstable, as if it might explode at any moment.

The energy contained within is terrifying, comparable to a neutron bomb with a yield of several thousand tons. If it were to explode here, everyone would die, including Yan Ziming.

However, the lightning ball disappeared from its original spot with a push from Mu Mu's hand.

Where did the lightning ball go?

A blinding beam of light erupted from the artillery position, like the light of the beginning of creation, overshadowing the sun's brilliance.

The armored units there were vaporized in less than ten seconds. The high temperature instantly melted the ground, creating streams of crimson water that were terrifying. After a brief cooling, the ground formed patches of glass of varying sizes.

Chapter Ninety-Four: Crushing

Boom boom boom——

The explosion of the lightning ball was so loud that it could be clearly seen from tens of kilometers away.

The artillery positions over there melted rapidly under the extreme heat, like burning wax, and the personnel turned to ash and drifted away with the wind.

The sand on the ground melted into glass, and crimson magma flowed there. The intense heat completely distorted that space, making it impossible to see clearly. Rolling waves of heat rushed towards people, making their mouths dry and their skin crack.

"They're... two monsters!"

Commander Lei Yunting exhaled a breath of dry, hot air and said into the command channel, "Be careful, don't get accidentally injured by those two!"

Even though I'm considered one of the top tiers at the eighth level, compared to these two, I'm still a nobody.

Perhaps one day he will be able to break through to the ninth rank if his foundation is deep enough, but it is basically hopeless within five years, and it is hard to say whether he will live to see that day.

"The future belongs to these young people!" Lei Yunting couldn't help but exclaim.

The rest of the team members were also quite frightened. Looking at the scene there, they thought that their side had really used a weapon of mass destruction like a neutron bomb!

However, this attack was very effective; the artillery units there were basically destroyed, as no one could survive such intense explosions.

Yan Ziming asked himself if he could do it either.

The lightning ball may seem to be her creation, but that's not entirely true; it was the result of the combined efforts of her and Mu Mu.

The Thunder Domain, combined with Mu Mu's Galaxy Domain, condenses into an extremely unstable point. With further manipulation, its explosive power is no less than that of a neutron bomb.

"I'll leave them to you. I'm going to find Qianxue." Yan Ziming glanced at the high-level ability users.

"Oh, no problem, call me that, big sister."

Mu Mu said with a hint of confidence, "This lineup is a great threat to Yan Ziming, but for her, it's nothing special."

No matter how many fireflies there are, can they compete with the bright moon?

The only ones who pose a slight threat are those two eighth-tier experts, since their domain techniques can rival the power of a ninth-tier expert's strike.

But it was only a slight threat. Mu Mu didn't take it seriously at all. Even if it was a threat, it would still have to hit the target!

In other words, even if these ten high-level experts joined forces, they would only be easily defeated in front of Mu Mu.

"Keep going, you must find your good disciple! I miss her terribly too."

Yan Ziming nodded and disappeared into the base entrance in the blink of an eye, continuing deeper inside.

Watching Yan Ziming's departing figure, Mu Mu turned around and looked at the group of high-level ability users with an intense killing intent in her eyes.

A total of eight high-level ability users, including the two eighth-level users, instantly felt an immense pressure!

They also saw Yan Ziming swagger into the base, but they could only stand frozen in place, their eyes never daring to leave Mu Mu for a moment.

They were terrified that if they weren't careful, they would be beheaded.

At this point, even a fool would understand the identity of the person in front of him.