harleyscars Chapter 446 Fusion Strike Warning
Chapter 446 Fusion Strike Warning
Chapter 446 Fusion Strike Warning
The world seemed to fall silent suddenly, and the squeaking of the rats ceased.
Immediately, a sharp sound erupted like a tsunami, and the rats screamed in extreme terror as they fled frantically.
Flying desperately into the distance, burrowing frantically underground, the swarm of rats, which had formed a mountain, began to collapse at this moment. Their wild instincts were screaming alarms, immersing them completely in a struggle for survival.
In the distant, split mountain peaks, the two Black people also felt a chill run down their spines at the same moment.
Even though their reliance on blood sacrifices and their descent into evil have made it difficult for them to attain a level of power and mental state commensurate with their strength, they still sensed the danger at this moment.
One of them was even the manipulator of the rat swarm, so he could deeply understand the rats' fear.
"*Black continental profanity* refers to nuclear weapons."
The Black Continental man, dressed in a dark red robe, watched as the radiation created a burst of light under Bai Ze's palm and cursed, "Bullshit, isn't technology forbidden here?"
Although the continent is still in a rather barbaric state, these two are quite cultured as experts.
Even if someone was originally uneducated, they would become educated after joining the Great Freedom.
With a free and unrestrained aesthetic, one can tolerate fools, but absolutely cannot tolerate the African barbarians who are like primitive men.
All Black people who receive the Baptism of the Demon Blood will receive an additional blessing of Great Freedom—a cultural gift package.
By directly imparting knowledge, we force a barren brain to be filled with a wealth of knowledge. While it may not instantly turn someone into a wise person, it can at least make Da Zizai (a person's name) more pleasing to the eye.
This has led many people in the Black Continent to regard the baptism of the Great Freedom Demon's blood as a blessing and enlightenment, and they call the god who bestowed this grace "the merciful father." The Great Freedom sect is in a class of its own, even in the Black Continent where heroes gather, and can be called the strongest cult in the Black Continent.
Upon noticing the anomaly, the two educated Black people immediately took action, breaking through the ground beneath their feet and hiding inside the mountain.
But it was too late.
When that beam of light tore through the sky, it was too late.
Light burst forth from mid-air, a million times brighter than the midday sun. The extreme heat evaporated all the vital energy, making the entire mountain range transparent.
The textures of the rocks, the outlines of the forest, and the course of the stream were all revealed in that instant by this unnatural light.
Then, it erupted.
The light expanded into a perfect fireball, its color shifting from incandescent white to golden yellow, then tinged with the orange-red of the edge of hell. It engulfed the mountain peaks, like a newborn sun imprisoned on the earth's surface, incinerating everything it touched—grass, trees, rocks, and beasts.
Countless mice were swallowed up by the blazing sun's molten gold-like rays and disappeared in the light and heat.
After that, a sound as if the world was being torn apart erupted.
The sound waves crashed into the surrounding mountains with the pressure of solid matter, shattering rocks that had existed for countless years like glass. The shockwave followed closely behind, an invisible, moving wall that flattened mountains and uprooted forests wherever it went.
Towering trees were snapped and tossed into the air like matchsticks, burning into countless torches in the air.
Zhang Xiaotian, Lü Xuanfeng, and the others who were in pursuit faced the sound waves that were like a moving city wall, and a violent explosion of divine senses resounded.
— [Nuclear Explosion!]
Zhang Xiaotian unleashed his divine sense fluctuations like a bomb, which then blasted into the earth like a cannonball, creating a large crater and continuing to drill underground.
"Bomb One"
The foehn wind passed through after the sound waves, spreading extreme heat.
The two Black Continents people who had no time to dodge were directly confronted by this earth-shattering explosion. Blood-red mist burst from their bodies, burning like flames, but paled in comparison to the extreme light and heat.
A mournful wail rang out, and countless faces twisted, writhed, and perished within the blood-red mist.
Under the blazing light, all demons and monsters will be reduced to ashes under this extreme physical force.
In the blink of an eye, one of the Black people could no longer hold on.
The blood mist surrounding him was completely burned away, and his entire body, like water vapor, decomposed into countless particles under the extreme heat, merging into the endless burning wind.
"Damn it! O most high and merciful Father, grant me life and redeem me."
Barak, a Black man dressed in a red robe, roared loudly. Thick blood surged on his body, his life essence was burning, and crimson blood patterns covered his black face.
He felt himself being elevated, as if connected with the supreme and loving Father, whose grace had descended right before his eyes!
Barak opened his eyes wide and saw the "benevolent father" descending with two heads in his hands.
That powerful surge was the blood of a loving father.
"idiot."
The rebuke seemed to come from nowhere, piercing Barak's consciousness like lightning.
Barak suddenly awoke, and the "benevolent father" before him was no longer so sacred, but rather radiated an apocalyptic light and heat.
That wasn't a loving father, it was Bai Ze.
"Blasphemy!"
Barak roared and brandished his sacrificial dagger, but Bai Ze blocked it with a palm strike.
The palm released a hellish heat that melted the sacrificial dagger, and a burning wind swept across Barak's body, making him burn like a torch.
"boom--"
The fireball began to rise, sucking in all the soil, gravel, burning trees, and even entire hillsides from the ground, which were then drawn into the sky by an irresistible force, forming a huge mushroom cloud.
The mountains groaned under this force.
It felt like an instant, yet also like ten thousand years. When the foehn wind was fully released, the light faded, and the colors vanished along with it.
What appeared before my eyes was a gray and white world.
The lush valleys turned into geometric voids, rivers evaporated or changed course, revealing cracked riverbeds, and strange shadows were branded onto the ground and mountains.
Those were the last traces left by trees and creatures.
Bai Ze waved his hand gently, and the black ash dissipated from his palm, leaving only two clumps of demonic blood, which slowly rippled and were absorbed by his palm.
"Too carefree, that's a bit undignified."
He chuckled and waved to the void, "If you hadn't interfered, I might have been able to acquire another valuable head."
The sensation that Barak just experienced was not an illusion, but a real one.
However, what inspired him was not his "benevolent father," but an enemy who had taken away his "benevolent father's" fortune and was now trying to undermine him.
Bai Ze had already deceived his mind with his words, and he was just a hair's breadth away from being able to twist off Barak's head.
As a result, Da Zizai intervened and awakened Barak's consciousness, leaving Bai Ze with no choice but to accept the demon blood with tears in his eyes.
Da Zizai did not respond to Bai Ze's rudeness, as if he had never appeared.
However, there were fluctuations in the surrounding energy.
.....
.....
"Pooh!"
Zhang Xiaotian spat out a mouthful of dust, his entire body enveloped in a shield of true energy as he rose from the ground.
As a martial artist who has been active in the world of mountains and seas for many years, he has seen it all before, having witnessed the clash between the God of the Mortal Realm and the God of War from thousands of miles away.
Therefore, he has considerable experience in dealing with nuclear explosions.
Even if they were within the blast radius of a nuclear explosion, with proper precautions, they wouldn't necessarily die on the way.
As long as an eight-star martial artist is not at the center of the explosion, there is not much problem in surviving.
Even if the yield of this nuclear explosion seems a bit large... there's no need to worry about the subsequent radiation, as an eight-star martial artist has very strong vitality.
"Hello, is everyone here?"
Zhang Xiaotian flew up from the deep crater he had created, calling out as he searched for the others.
Lu Xuanfeng and Zhang Shaofeng responded immediately, and the two of them, supporting their true energy shields, returned to the original ground.
As for Xiao Zangfeng, he was holding a communication jade slip, standing on a hillside that had been melted and then solidified.
Ahead lay a range of mountains whose appearance had been completely altered.
The ridge at the epicenter of the explosion was flattened, and the surface of the mountain and the ground below it were crystallized, with hot and dense air surging around.
Between heaven and earth, everything was black and white, utterly desolate.
A figure shrouded in chaotic colors stood in the sky, indifferently scrutinizing the masterpiece he had created himself.
"Now you're telling me this is Bai Ze?"
Zhang Xiaotian gazed at the seemingly tiny figure in the distance and said in a low voice, "You might as well say that the god of the mortal realm has another son."
Hand-crafting a nuclear weapon and remaining unharmed at the epicenter of the explosion is something only a uranium crystal war machine can do.
"The intelligence was wrong," Lü Xuanfeng replied.
As soon as he spoke, he tried to define the situation, his eyes filled with a subtle contemplation, and said, "This person is related to the gods of the mortal realm. I think we should take the information back first and discuss it further."
"Hey, Lao Lü, are you scared already?" Zhang Shaofeng asked in surprise.
"I am being cautious," said Lü Xuanfeng.
Fear is, of course, impossible.
Having become a nine-star martial artist, Lü Xuanfeng naturally possessed his own pride.
In the current situation, it's not a question of whether we're afraid or not.
If the opponent is indeed Bai Ze, then this attack can be considered a warning.
If you're willing to accept the warning, then don't get involved in this mess.
Conversely, those who ignore warnings will face a full-scale counterattack. What was once a distant nuclear explosion might be right in your face next.
Lu Xuanfeng could not possibly get along with someone who had fallen into demonic possession, but with the situation still unclear, he did not want to become cannon fodder for others.
All indications suggest that there is currently a lot of turmoil within the Eastern Xia Federation, and no one knows what will happen next.
In this situation, remaining on the sidelines is a good strategy.
Or perhaps, the target suspected to be Bai Ze is indeed a follower of Da Zizai. If someone can produce irrefutable evidence, then not only will the Daoist sect come, but the Yujing Martial Arts University will also personally take action to clean house.
Lu Xuanfeng may seem unreliable at times, but the fact that he was appointed as the vice principal of Yangping Martial Arts University shows that he is capable in other areas as well.
Now that he sensed something was amiss, he decided to temporarily withdraw and observe the situation.
Xiao Zangfeng shook his head resolutely and said, "He killed three eight-stars from the Social Security Bureau. Even if he is the successor of the God of the Mortal World, he must pay the price."
As a practitioner of the "Northern Emperor's Black Laws," Xiao Zangfeng didn't have many considerations.
All he knew was that someone had violated Dongxia's regulations and killed a member of the Social Security Bureau, and that someone had to pay the price.
Even if he ultimately loses, that's a matter for later; right now, he just needs to carry out his mission.
Assessing the situation and weighing the pros and cons is not something a practitioner of the Northern Emperor's Black Law should do.
"The Wushu Association has dispatched three teams, which are on their way and are expected to arrive at the target's location in about 30 minutes to encircle it."
Holding the communication jade slip, Xiao Zangfeng said in a deep voice, "The second disciple of the King of Yanjing is also in the Mountain and Sea Realm and is rushing here. No matter what dangerous place he hides in, we will flatten it and capture him."
The target is suspected to be Bai Ze, and the only remaining son of the old master of Yanjing died at Bai Ze's hands.
Wang Yiming deserved his punishment; this was a verdict personally handed down by the Third Divine Enemy, and it cannot be changed.
Even if the Wang family wanted revenge, they couldn't do it openly and honestly.
But now, the situation is different.
Since the target is a criminal who killed a member of the Social Security Administration, the Wang family has every reason to strike hard.
Although Old Master Wang's descendants are not very capable—the entire family only has one eight-star martial artist who is currently the deputy minister of the Martial Arts Association's finance department—he has also taken on other disciples, all of whom are from other families in Yanjing.
The fact that these disciples could appear as Master Wang's students suggests that Master Wang was powerful for only one reason.
For example, these two disciples are nine-star martial artists, and it is even said that they are not far from ten-star.
This is only what's out in the open; who knows if there might be a ten-star martial artist following behind in secret?
Although the number of ten-star martial artists is far fewer than that of nine-star martial artists, and most of them are either exploring on their own or cultivating in seclusion, attempting to reach the Heavenly Gate, if the circles in Yanjing were to truly invest heavily, they could still manage to bring out a ten-star martial artist.
Upon hearing this, Lü Xuanfeng remained silent.
Although he intended to remain on the sidelines, he himself was unsure of the true situation and was currently observing.
Perhaps, in the end, Lü Xuanfeng will still have to step in.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaotian didn't participate in the discussion; he just kept staring at the figure in the distance.
This is the experience he gained from years of navigating the world of mountains and seas.
Always keep an eye on the most threatening areas.
"He's not leaving."
Zhang Xiaotian suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Lu Xuanfeng suddenly looked up.
The figure that had been hovering in mid-air did not leave as it had before, but remained in place.
Even in the next second, the other party slowly landed on a charred mountain peak and stayed there.
He stopped moving and stayed where he was, waiting for the pursuers to arrive.
Lu Xuanfeng fell silent. In a daze, he seemed to smell a boiling murderous intent, a bloody storm about to unfold.
He no longer needed to worry, because Lü Xuanfeng would likely soon find out the target's true identity.
Under the onslaught of pursuers, even if the opponent is Bai Ze, who is invincible in the same realm, he should have shown a weakness by now.
Seeing this, Xiao Zangfeng didn't say anything, but directly sent a signal using the communication jade slip to notify the team that was rushing here.
However, he was unaware that his communications had already been tapped.
"Three teams, the Wang family patriarch's apprentice..." Bai Ze murmured, "Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish."