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"Burning Heaven Furnace..." Lin Zhen looked at the terrifying giant furnace spewing dark red smoke, feeling the scorching heat and sulfur smell in the air, and was shocked beyond words. This was no simple smelting furnace, but a terrifying workshop used by Gu Beichen to refine destructive weapons.

"Protect His Highness," Cheng Xuan shouted, and the musketeers of the Shenji Camp quickly deployed around Lin Zhen.

"Boom—" At this moment, the huge furnace door of the Burning Heaven Furnace suddenly opened a crack, and an indescribable golden-red viscous liquid, as hot as lava, poured out like a waterfall and flowed into a huge mold below, which was also cast from fine iron.

"Zila——" A sharp vaporization sound was heard, white smoke rose into the sky, and the scorching air wave swept over like a tsunami. Even though he was hundreds of steps away, Lin Zhen still felt a scorching heat wave coming towards him, and his skin felt like it was being pricked by needles.

"Burning Sky Fire?" Chu Xiling cried out in shock, her cold eyes filled with shock and a hint of fear. She had never seen such a hot, viscous, and flame-like molten metal. This was definitely not ordinary molten iron.

"Roar—" A beast-like roar sounded from behind the furnace. An unusually tall and burly man, as strong as an iron tower, wearing a tattered black wolfskin cloak and holding a huge mountain axe as big as a door panel, rushed out from the thick smoke. He had a leopard head and round eyes, a face full of flesh and covered with hideous scars. His eyes were crazy and resentful. It was Helian Bao, the son of Helian Tieshu.

Beside him, there were several Zoroastrian guardians wearing black robes, wearing ferocious flame masks on their faces, and holding strange weapons.

"Lin Zhen, my son, return my father's life to me—" Helian Bao's eyes were red, like a madman, and his huge axe, with a sharp scream that tore through the air, rushed towards Lin Zhen.

"Protect His Highness," Mao Mengji's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his skinny figure came forward like a ghost. His long sword turned into a sharp cold light and pierced Helian Bao's throat.

"Kill—" The Zoroastrian guardians attacked at the same time. One of them formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A strange green flame appeared out of thin air and shot towards Lin Zhen. One of them brandished a spiked chain hammer and smashed it towards Cheng Xuan. Another pounced on Chu Xiling like a ghost.

"Witchcraft?" Lin Zhen's eyes focused, and the golden dragon sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed. The sword flashed like lightning and accurately chopped towards the green flame.

"Bang," the green flame was split apart by the sword light, turning into dots of green light and dissipating, but a chilling chill instantly invaded Lin Zhen's arm, causing his blood to stagnate slightly.

"Your Highness, be careful," Cheng Xuan shouted delicately, and the short sword turned into a light curtain, blocking the hammer that was coming at her, sparks flying everywhere.

Chu Xiling was protected by two Jinwu Guards and barely avoided the attack of the black-robed man.

The valley instantly descended into chaos, with the Jinwu Guard heavy infantrymen locked in a fierce battle with the remnants of the Goshawk Tribe and the Zoroastrians. The Shenji Camp musketeers exchanged fire with the Zoroastrian crossbowmen hidden in the shadows. The cries of killing, the clashing of weapons, the roar of muskets, the screams, and the mighty roar of the Burning Heaven Furnace… merged into a hellish symphony.

"Boom boom—" The Burning Heaven Furnace roared again, and the furnace door opened wider, more golden red molten liquid poured out, and the temperature of the entire valley rose sharply. The heat wave distorted the air. Those slaves who were close to the furnace body were instantly vaporized by the terrifying high temperature before they even had time to scream. Not even ashes were left.

"Stop them and destroy the Burning Heaven Furnace!" Lin Zhen shouted sternly. He knew that he must not let this terrifying weapon continue to operate.

"I will go," Mao Mengji's eyes flashed with murderous light. He suddenly swung away Helian Bao's giant axe. His skinny figure was like a ghost. He avoided the interception of several Zoroastrians and rushed straight to the huge winch under the Burning Heaven Furnace.

"Stop him," a Zoroastrian guardian shouted sternly, his hands forming seals faster and his mouth chanting spells rapidly. An invisible force field instantly enveloped Mao Mengji.

Mao Mengji felt his body sink as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his movements became sluggish for a moment.

"Die——" Helian Bao seized the opportunity and chopped Mao Mengji's heart with the huge axe with the force of thunder.

"General Mao, be careful!" Cheng Xuan exclaimed, but it was too late to rescue him.

At this critical moment,

"Bang, bang, bang," three crisp gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and three burning lead bullets accurately shot into Helian Bao's eyebrows, throat and heart.

Helian Bao's huge body suddenly froze, his eyes filled with incredible astonishment and resentment. The huge axe hung down limply. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but only spit out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His huge body fell to the scorching frozen ground like a golden mountain falling jade pillar. The blood was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, making a "sizzling" sound.

It was Lin Zhen. The Coiled Dragon Golden Sword in his hand had been sheathed, replaced by a delicately shaped, long-barreled flintlock pistol. Smoke was still emitting from the muzzle, and his eyes were as cold as ice for thousands of years.

"Kill," Lin Zhen's voice was like the sentence of death.

"Kill——" The morale of the Jinwu Guards was greatly boosted, and the attack became more fierce.

Mao Mengji also broke free from the force field, his eyes gleaming with more ferocity. His long knife pierced into the chest of the Zoroastrian guardian like a venomous snake, blood splattering.

Without Helian Bao and the Dharma Protector, the Zoroastrians and the remaining soldiers of the Goshawk Tribe lost their morale and began to collapse.

"Quick, destroy the winch and close the furnace door," Chu Xiling shouted anxiously.

Mao Mengji rushed to the huge winch and chopped the thick iron chain with his long knife.

"Dang——" Sparks flew everywhere, and only a shallow white mark was cut on the chain.

"It's useless, that's a fine iron chain," Chu Xiling shouted, "Find the mechanism, the control lever."

Mao Mengji glanced around and found a huge lever made of fine iron connected to countless gears next to the capstan. He rushed over and used all his strength to pull the lever hard.

"Creaky-Creaky--" the huge gears made a harsh friction sound and turned slowly.

"Boom boom boom," the huge furnace door of the Burning Heaven Furnace began to slowly close, and the golden red molten liquid pouring out gradually decreased.

"It worked," Cheng Xuan said in surprise.

However, at this moment,

"Buzz—" A dull roar suddenly emanated from the interior of the Heaven Burning Furnace, like a giant beast awakening from the ancient times. The entire furnace body began to tremble violently, and hot flames and thick smoke suddenly spurted out from the holes in the furnace wall. The temperature soared sharply, and the ground was shaking.

"Oh no! The pressure inside the furnace is out of balance and it's going to explode," Chu Xiling's face changed drastically and she cried out in shock.

"Retreat, retreat quickly," Lin Zhen shouted sternly.

"boom--"

A deafening roar, like thunder from the sky, shook the entire valley violently. A huge gap suddenly blew open in the huge roof of the Burning Heaven Furnace. Fiery golden-red molten liquid, burning coal, and broken refractory bricks... shot up into the sky like a volcanic eruption, turning into a rain of fire. With a high temperature that could destroy everything, it poured down madly into the valley.

"Ah——" screams rang out instantly. Countless soldiers, slaves, and Zoroastrians who had no time to dodge were swallowed by the boiling molten liquid and flames, and turned into charcoal in an instant. The entire Valley of Broken Souls instantly turned into a real crematorium, a furnace of hell.

Under the desperate cover of his personal guards, Lin Zhen galloped on his horse, and the scorching air waves and flying lava fragments brushed past him. He looked back and saw that the huge Burning Heaven Furnace was twisting and collapsing in the flames, spewing out the last smoke and flames like a dying beast. The huge corpse of Helian Bao had long been swallowed by the sea of ​​fire. The terrifying weapon carefully crafted by Gu Beichen turned into ruins in his hands before it showed its hideousness for the first time.