Ten draws of Farmer? What the hell is Star-Destroying Pea Shooter?

The continuous damage values ​​jumped wildly on Fang Ming's system panel, like a group of carnival dancers. The long numbers dazzled him for a moment.

His eyes were fixed on the holographic map. The red dots representing Arhats or King Kong were like maple leaves swept down by the autumn wind, fluttering and disappearing one by one, turning into nothingness.

On the system panel, the kill prompts were like surging tides, one after another, densely surging.

After only three seconds, the red dots that were once densely covered on the holographic map had all disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed, leaving only a blank map, quietly telling the destruction just now.

Fang Ming took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner shock, and then decisively ordered to stop firing.

All shock waves, sounds, and dazzling lights disappeared

At this moment, the battlefield fell into a dead silence, with only the lingering sound, like a ghost, echoing in the air, telling the tragedy just now.

The ground after the bombing has become bumpy and unrecognizable, as if it had experienced a doomsday catastrophe.

The originally flat land is now covered with huge pits of varying depths. Those huge pits are like scars on the earth, hideous and terrifying, silently telling the tragic battle just now.

The soil is flying, the gravel is splashing, and the air is filled with thick dust and gunpowder, mixed with the smell of burnt, making it almost impossible to breathe, as if the whole world is shrouded in a layer of death.

In some places, the flames are still burning. Under the light of the fire, the entire battlefield is as terrifying as hell. The flames are jumping, as if celebrating the joy of victory, but also silently devouring all vitality.

Fang Ming stared blankly at the four hundred corn cannons behind him, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that everything in front of him was real.

Those corn cannons still maintained their original appearance, calm and majestic, as if they were not the ones who just attacked...

His expression was dull, and he muttered to himself: "This is too exaggerated..."

Now he finally understood a sentence.

All fears come from insufficient firepower.

Now Fang Ming can pat his chest and say that he will never be afraid again.

He knew that at this moment, he witnessed the real art.

......

At this moment, Song Dalei, Master, and Liu Ma, who were hiding in the distance and watching the whole process through the electronic screen, swallowed their saliva, their eyes full of incredible shock.

They watched those Arhats and King Kongs fall down one after another under Fang Ming's fierce attack, but just now, they appeared again in an incredible way, resurrected from the dead, and stood on the battlefield again.

"I watched them die, and Fang Ming even gained experience and leveled up. How come he's alive again?" Song Dalei's voice was trembling. He couldn't understand what was happening before his eyes.

Then, Fang Ming summoned a plant that they had never seen before.

The plant looked ordinary, just like ordinary corn, and it looked harmless to humans and animals, but what happened next made them all dumbfounded.

"What the hell is that?" Song Dalei asked stutteringly, his eyes widened as if he wanted to stare through the entire screen.

"Corn cannon, I heard him call it that."

The teacher said in a deep voice, with a hint of shock and curiosity that was hard to conceal, "I have never seen this kind of plant, and I didn't expect it to have such a terrifying power. This is simply... against the will of heaven!"

Liu Ma clenched her hands, her fingertips were a little white, and she muttered: "The world has really changed. Plants can become spirits, and they are so powerful... How can we old bones live?"

On the screen, the three of them just watched those corn-like shells being fired.

Each shot was accompanied by a dazzling light, like a meteor streaking through the sky, with destructive power.

Then, there was the violent explosion.

Even if they hid so far away, they could feel the strong shock wave, as if the whole world was shaking.

"Too scary..."

Song Dalei muttered to himself, his face as pale as paper, as if he had just been blown up, "Those King Kongs and Arhats are all tough guys, but under this corn cannon, not even a slag is left. Is this... is this still a human?"

The teacher nodded, with a complex light flashing in his eyes: "Fang Ming's strength has far exceeded our imagination. How many cards does he have hidden that we don't know? This child... is too unfathomable."

Liu Ma sighed, his tone was full of emotion and relief: "This child is becoming more and more difficult to understand. I hope he can make good use of this power..."

The three of them were silent for a moment, and they all mourned for three seconds for the Vajra and Arhats at the center of the explosion.

"What should we do next?"

Song Dalei broke the silence, his eyes flashing with determination and confusion, "You have all seen Fang Ming's strength, are we a little redundant here?"

After hearing this, the master pondered for a moment and slowly spoke: "Not only redundant...even a bit of a drag. But we can't just leave like this, what if there is something we can help with?"

Liu Ma smiled slightly, her tone full of kindness and wisdom: "Why are you in a hurry, you are here. Besides, how did those Arhats and King Kong survive? If this question is not clarified, how can we leave with peace of mind? Maybe there is a bigger secret behind this."

......

Fang Ming stood in the center of the battlefield like a solitary peak, surrounded by smoke and dust like mist in the morning light, mysterious and with a hint of unspeakable majesty.

His eyes were like a deep cold pool, with endless thoughts hidden in the coldness.

All around, as the last roar faded away, silence finally returned, leaving only the low and powerful echo of the corn cannon, rippling under the vast sky, like an ancient bell, announcing the end of the battle.

"Corn cannon, completely eliminate the monsters around." Fang Ming's voice was not loud, but it was full of unquestionable determination, as if every word contained a thousand pounds of force.

The corn cannon seemed to understand his order, and its huge body trembled slightly. The muzzle slowly adjusted and aimed at every corner of the battlefield.

Then, several bright star-like lights streaked across the sky, accompanied by thunderous roars, and the remaining monsters that were struggling to survive and trying to hide in the ruins were completely swallowed up by the blazing flames and violent energy in an instant.