"Goodness! Must it be such a grand spectacle?" Barrett Walk faced the sky full of sword energy, unsure of where to take cover, with almost no escape route. Would he have to become the last arrow pig in "Hero"? He didn't want to be a dead hero; he'd rather be a living bear. Facing the oncoming sword energy, Barrett Walk was frantic: "What should I do, what should I do? Damn it, let's give it a try." Barrett Walk had just called out the word "desperation" with determination, but the next moment, he turned and ran, knowing he definitely couldn't outrun this sword energy, but he had to take a chance!
Countless sword energies passed through his body, and Barrett Walk cried out in pain, falling to the ground. His head felt like it was being torn apart, spreading rapidly like a swarm of ants gnawing at him. The countless tiny pains permeated every part of his body, until all he could feel was the pain. Suddenly, a mysterious electric current surged through his body, constantly stimulating it and even magnifying the pain. Barrett Walk couldn't bear it any longer and let out a scream, but the magnified pain gradually receded, leaving only the coolness after the electric shock.
Barrett Walk stood up, drenched in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He looked around and saw the sword energy swirling above his head. He lowered his head to check his body, but it was unscathed. Barrett Walk remembered the pain he had just experienced, which seemed to come from his head, as if someone had torn his soul apart.
Shoo! The sword energy filled the sky, and this time, Barrett Walk was smarter, knowing he absolutely couldn't escape. He gritted his teeth and endured it, and strangely enough, the sword energy didn't attack him; it just swirled around him. Barrett Walk took a step back, and the sword energy followed suit. He kept retreating, and the sword energy did the same. Barrett Walk was sure that as long as he didn't act recklessly, this thing would be harmless to him.
Looking at the ancient sword in the crack in front of him, standing tall and straight like a tree, Barrett Walk marveled at its incredible strength. As he walked forward, reaching out to touch the ancient sword like a dead tree.
Ah! A scream, as countless sword energies pierced through his back. He had been too careless, and Barrett Walk fell to the ground, rolling over in agony, his clenched teeth revealing a painful sight.
Suddenly, in this dim cave, the colorful sword energy gathered continuously, as if to disturb the peace of this world and form a huge vortex. Countless sword energies surged within it, flying chaotically through the sky, their piercing sound making people feel extremely uncomfortable.
The wind and clouds surged, and Barrett Walk felt the tearing pain in his body growing stronger. If he couldn't bear this pain and break through, then Barrett Walk might slip into a complete trance, risking becoming a vegetable.
The entire military training base suddenly shook, causing countless people to run out of their dormitories and watch the buildings swaying at a visible speed. They looked up at the cloudless sky, only to see the sudden gathering of dark clouds, covering the entire sky like an umbrella. Many people were filled with fear, wondering if the sky was about to fall or if doomsday was upon them.
"Look, this is too strange. How can the weather be like this? It can't be a thunderstorm."
"It's thundering, it's raining. Go home and take in the laundry."
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"Goodness, isn't this an eastward rain? We used to have to watch out for this kind of weather when drying corn!"
"I think these are just some country bumpkins. This is clearly an invasion of alien monsters. It's said that it used to be like this."
"Don't act like a literary youth! You're not that kind of person. At most, you're just a foolish youth." A large group of people stood on the playground, seemingly unaffected by the trembling beneath their feet, and some even chatted loudly, laughing and joking.
Benjamin Blake stood in the vast playground, gazing at the strange celestial phenomenon, a sense of unease rising in his heart. As Singh Phoenix, Glennah, and Ross approached, he hurriedly went to meet them, asking, "Headmaster, what on earth is happening?"
Singh Phoenix glanced at Glennah, who was no longer wearing ancient clothing, but a smart military uniform, exuding a commanding presence. As Singh Phoenix looked at her, she shook her head slightly. Singh Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "I don't know what's happening. The celestial phenomenon is too strange, with earthquakes and dark clouds. But we can't let our guard down. We need to go and see what's happening!"
"Given the severity of the shaking, it might be better to wait a while before going! Otherwise, if it collapses, it will be disastrous," Ross suggested, feeling the tremors beneath their feet, the buildings swaying like pendulums, at risk of collapsing at any moment.
The playground was filled with students and soldiers, many new faces, but no one else to be seen. Benjamin couldn't help but wonder how such a large base could have so few people. Were they unwilling to come out, or had there been a collapse? The latter seemed highly unlikely, but as the buildings swayed without falling, some might have guessed that they were confident in the stability of the base and chose not to expose themselves.
Julia pointed to a distant building, standing alone, unaffected by the intense shaking. She couldn't help but ask Ramonica, "Do you see that building? How is it so stable while everything else is shaking so violently?"
Monica shook her head in bewilderment.
Danny leaned in, somewhat puzzled, and said, "I reckon the foundation of that building must be very deep!"
Barren shook his head, saying, "Even with a deep foundation, it would still shake. Unless that's the center of the shaking, like a hurricane, where the power on its sides can tear everything apart, yet the center remains calm. Or perhaps there's some special device built under the building to absorb the shock waves!"
"Oh! I didn't realize you knew about these things!" The three looked at Barren in surprise, never imagining that he would be so quick-witted.
"Just a little! Just a little!" Barren replied modestly.
"Hmph! 'Just a little' my foot! I saw you looking up information just now, specifically about hurricanes!" Davin Green walked over, familiar faces prompting him to speak mockingly. He relished in making them uncomfortable, especially after Barrett Walker had humiliated him, and now that Walker's status had been publicly elevated, Green was eager to bring them down a peg. With his mocking words, he made his followers laugh and belittle themselves, especially his cousin, who laughed the loudest and most foolishly, embarrassing everyone and leaving them unwilling to stand with him.
"What do you want, a fight? So what if you have more people, can you outnumber ants?" Barren stood his ground, calmly facing Davin Green, showing that their identities were not so different, but Barren's composure seemed to give him the upper hand.
"Don't fight! The instructor is here, do you want to be punished? I don't want that!" George Dolarge said foolishly.
Davin Green just wanted to find a machine gun and shoot his foolish cousin. Why did he have such a relative? Was this punishment from the heavens? But as he stirred things up, the tense atmosphere between the two sides became more lively.
"Whoosh! Suddenly, a piercing screech rang out, like a military bugle blowing in the ear. Many people, in agony, clutched their ears and fell to the ground. The harrowing sound was too intense, causing a large number of people on the playground to collapse, even catching the soldiers and instructors off guard, causing them to fall to the ground. Some suffered severe injuries, with blood streaming from their ears, and they continued to roll and scream in agony."