Moreover, according to those regulations, all the existing masters should be lined up for execution. On average, everyone should be shot at least twice, and as for Grandmasters... Grandmasters are formidable creatures. They'd need to be shot at for at least half an hour.

"Remember to keep a secret for me," Ji Jue said.

"Of course."

Xiao An nodded in agreement, as he always did, without a second thought.

He listened to the vibrations and roars that now filled the villa, then glanced up at the vaulted ceiling one last time: "It's chaotic up there, someone's coming."

"Don't worry about it."

Ji Jue looked down at his phone, watching footage from hidden cameras—a team of masked assailants wearing night-vision goggles, arms with various firearms, bent slightly at the waist, moving through the villa's complicated corridors with practiced tactical movements, opening door after door, searching meticulously.

In silence, communicating with just a few hand gestures as if they were one organism.

Neither the mines hanging on doorknobs nor any other small detail escaped their vigilance. They advanced swiftly and methodically, turning everything in their path into swiss cheese.

Where the hell did this full-on special operations squad come from?

You guys from the veteran club are really taking the backdoor dealings too far, huh?

"Are they acquaintances?"

Ji Jue sighed, his words tinged with the accent of Cliff City, ringing out from the speakers embedded in the corridor ceiling, "If any friends from Wanbo Road number 9 are here, please leave the stage. Let's not make this too difficult—"

The gunfire, like a torrential downpour, was unrelenting. The moment his voice sounded, someone from the squad unthinkingly looked up and pulled the trigger, while the others aimed elsewhere, ready for combat.

No hesitation. No faltering.

Good. They're probably not locals.

Ji Jue nodded, at least there was no worry of accidentally killing an acquaintance.

And so, his finger pointed at the screen at the leading member of the squad, his detached voice echoing through the corridor:

"Then, the first one—"

Bang!

Amidst the booming sound and without any warning, the ceiling's plaster broke open, and the head of the lead gunman burst open, spewing blood and collapsing backward.

The convulsing, incomplete corpse, stained crimson, left its last grotesque trail.

In an instant, the others retreated quickly, bullets rained like a downpour on the ceiling above, turning the plaster into dust, all in vain.

Ji Jue pressed on, "The second one."

Bang!!!

Atop the now exposed ceiling, another small fissure opened, and then, the last in line had their head burst, leaving a ghastly trail on the wall.

Then—

"The third one."

With the chill proclamation, death and destruction descended from above, sending the squad leader flying into the air, while his lower half remained behind.

Bulletproof shields shattered, bulletproof vests like tissue paper, severed at the waist!

"Sniper!!!"

Finally, someone couldn't contain their fear and cold horror, shouting out, but it was all futile.

Everyone knew there was a sniper, but where the hell was the sniper?!

Outside, the night remained pitch-black, only the flashes of Thunderbolt and fire crisscrossed, leaving no trace to locate any attackers, even the windows remained intact.

As if the bullets mysteriously fell from the sky...?!

Wait, from above?

As the realization dawned on them, they looked up at the bullet-riddled ceiling, and heard the declaration of death: "The fourth one."

Boom!!!

Among the deafening eruptions, another small fissure appeared in the ceiling, and the elaborate electrical mechanism attached to the upper floor's ceiling adjusted its angle, the anti-material sniper rifle welded to it aimed through the floorboards at the pale face below.

The trigger pulled, the rush of vibration and boom followed, and then, death descended.

Like torrential rain, relentless, one after another.

"Five, six, seven..."

Ji Jue's finger moved across the screen, selecting each member as Mechanical Descent issued commands. The mounted weapons throughout the villa, within ceilings and interlayers, unleashed a deadly deluge.

Like the Invisible Hand of Death selecting offerings for the altar, one by one, with each gunshot, a dismembered figure flew up and fell back.

He didn't bother dividing his attention to manually control dozens of firearms or the mechanical bases. All devices, connected through WIFI and integrated into a network by AP panels spreading across the floors, were ultimately connected to a server only a wall away from Ji Jue.

He didn't need to give it much thought.

A few days earlier, as the client, he simply laid out his needs, and within minutes, the server host completed the ROOT work of different manufacturers' chip boards, then wrote a complete set of programs—calculating the distance and coordinates of moving objects in three-dimensional space through multiple cameras, locking on the target, and then controlling the nearest weapon to fire.

The penetration power of the anti-material rifle was enough to shoot through walls, striking at any intruder. Theoretically speaking, from that moment on, everyone inside the villa was under his gun.

Friend or foe alike.

Hopefully, they were still wearing their electronic identification bracelets...

In just under ten seconds, a fully armed special operations squad lay dead in the corridors, and Ji Jue had stopped handling it manually.

Too inefficient, time is fleeting, and after all, this trick might not always work if overused.

Before the adversaries could react, he decided to make full use of it!

Without hesitation, he waved his hand towards the server, issuing the final command:

[Maximize efficiency, free to attack]

In the server room beneath the garage, amid flashing green lights, the buzzing of fans abruptly rose, piercing, frenzied.

[Calculations complete, analysis over, locking on]

Finally—

[Annihilation mode, activate]!

And then, it rained.

It poured like a torrential storm.

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