novelsite Chapter 163 A Level 9 Powerhouse Descends, Flattening the Twin Peaks with a Single Palm!
Chapter 163 A Level 9 Powerhouse Descends, Flattening the Twin Peaks with a Single Palm!
3 PM.
The sky was terribly overcast, and the sea wind howled, whipping up waves two meters high.
After Lu Sheng urged them three times, this massive fleet, a spectacle of the apocalypse, finally completed its final assembly before death arrived.
"Ugh—!!!"
As the flagship, the Blazing Flame let out a mournful whistle and took the lead, breaking through the wind and waves.
Its menacing ram sliced through the seawater, and its black hull exuded a chilling sense of oppression.
The Zhenyuan and Xianfeng, two main warships, escorted the ship on either side, followed by dozens of smaller warships and strategic supply ships.
And 500 meters behind these regular steel fleets.
It is a "raft dragon" that stretches for several kilometers.
Countless civilian fishing boats, yachts, and even high-powered motorboats towed the huge wooden rafts with thick steel cables, struggling to move forward on the turbulent sea.
The raft was packed with refugees.
Without shelter from the wind and rain in the cabin, they could only grip the makeshift handrails in fear, or huddle together tightly, tossed about violently by the waves.
The icy seawater splashed against their faces from time to time, causing screams and cries.
Some of the old refugees and technicians from the Jinling Fleet stood on the high deck of the fishing boat, holding steaming food in their hands and wrapped in thick blankets, looking down at the shivering Twin Peak refugees on the rafts below.
A hint of superiority and a touch of pity, like the saying "a rabbit mourns the death of a fox," were evident in their eyes.
At this moment, on this vast sea, social classes quietly took shape.
No language is needed; this stark difference in treatment speaks volumes more clearly than any preaching.
In this world, strength is the ticket to success.
Without strength, you can only lie on a piece of wood, gambling your life for tomorrow's sun.
"Major Lu, everyone is on board. The power unit is already operating at overcapacity."
On the screen in the main control room of the Blazing Flame, Qin Yue looked at the long, teetering dragon behind them, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes: "Although we brought everyone along, the speed... is only half of full speed."
"That's enough."
After hanging up the communication, Lu Sheng went to the stern deck and let the strong wind mess up his black hair.
He didn't look at the refugees, but instead activated his Dragon Eyes, his golden vertical pupils fixed on the receding twin peaks.
The sense of crisis in my heart did not subside as the distance between us increased.
Instead, it was like a taut string, buzzing in his mind, growing louder and louder.
The feeling was as if I were locked in by some insurmountable, terrifying being across time and space.
"Soon..."
Lu Sheng muttered to himself, his fingers unconsciously tapping the railing.
"Hopefully that old monster will arrive later."
……
The fleet is sailing at full speed.
Two hours later, the twin peaks were reduced to a blurry black dot in sight, about fifty kilometers away.
The atmosphere on the ship eased a little.
Many people who knew the inside story began to sit on the deck, panting, and some even started whispering among themselves.
"Aren't we being too tense? That so-called level 9 monster might just be the dead monster bragging."
"Yeah, they just threw away a perfectly good farm like that. What a waste of those few acres of potatoes I just planted..."
Just then.
"Bang!"
The door to the main control room was violently kicked open.
Zhou Hai stumbled out, clutching a walkie-talkie in his hand, his face ashen, even his lips trembling.
"Lu...Lu boy! Quick! Qin Yue said...something happened there!"
Lu Sheng's eyes sharpened instantly, and he thought to himself, "They've arrived."
Without wasting a word, he strode into the control room.
The control room was deathly silent.
Qin Yue was staring intently at the radar screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard, her voice dry and hoarse like rusty gears.
"Major Lu, the high-altitude reconnaissance drone you instructed us to leave behind... has captured the images."
"Screen mirroring," Lu Sheng nodded and said.
"Sizzle—"
The huge central screen in the control room flickered for a moment, and then a clear, high-definition image appeared.
Everyone's breathing stopped completely at that moment.
In the scene, the once calm Twin Peaks Sea area now resembles boiling water, with the seawater within a ten-mile radius churning wildly.
A giant black wave, hundreds of meters high, rose from the deep sea without warning, defying all the laws of physics, and remained suspended silently in mid-air.
At the crest of the waves.
Standing there was the figure of a middle-aged man wearing an ancient robe and with his long hair dancing wildly.
His feet did not touch the water, but rather he stepped on the void, surrounded by terrifying black spiritual energy, like a god who controlled the ocean.
Although the data couldn't be seen through the screen, the overwhelming sense of pressure that seemed to overflow from it made everyone present feel suffocated.
In the scene, Tian Zhen looks at the port in ruins and feels the lingering scent of her son's death in the air.
He looked up at the sky and let out a silent roar.
Followed by.
He slowly raised his right hand and pressed it into the air towards the main peak of the twin peaks below.
Those watching on the screen felt their hearts skip a beat.
In the sky, endless seawater instantly converged, transforming into a giant, transparent hand that blotted out the sun and was a thousand meters wide!
The giant palm, with its clearly visible palm lines, crashed down from the clouds with a devastating force!
"BOOM!!!"
Even though there was no sound coming from behind the screen, everyone's minds automatically filled in the echo of that deafening roar that could shatter one's soul.
That twin-peaked main peak, which had stood for countless years and served as their formidable fortress.
Under that giant hand, it was like a sandcastle built by children on the beach.
Collapsed instantly! Shattered!
Jagged rocks pierce the sky, and smoke and dust swirl around them.
Half a mountain, along with all the remaining buildings on it, was flattened by this single palm strike and sank directly into the sea!
The original double peak has become a single peak!
"hiss--"
A collective gasp of astonishment filled the main control rooms of all the warships.
Zhang Yi's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his face filled with terror.
Qin Yue covered her mouth, her face filled with terror.
Even the cigarette Zhou Hai had just lit was so startled that it fell onto his crotch, burning him so badly that he forgot to yell.
Everyone was terrified.
Is this the danger Lu Sheng was talking about?
This is divine punishment, isn't it?!
If they hadn't listened to Lu Sheng and run away in advance, if they had been dawdling over those supplies...
This slap landed.
Of those 100,000 people, not even a trace remained!
In the video, Tian Zhen, who had flattened the mountain peak, was still angry.
He turned his head abruptly.
Those blood-red eyes seemed to pierce through the drone's lens, traversing fifty kilometers of sea, and directly meet Lu Sheng's gaze on the screen!
"Bang!"
The drone exploded instantly, and the screen turned into a static display.
But in the last second before the image disappeared.
Tian Zhen pinched his fingers, activating the blood curse.
A mental roar filled with endless resentment and killing intent exploded directly in Lu Sheng's mind, ignoring spatial distance:
"The one who killed my son..."
"No matter where you run to..."
"I will surely kill you!!!"
"Hmm!"
Lu Sheng groaned, his body swayed violently, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
But he did not fall.
He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. In his golden eyes, there was no fear, but rather an unprecedented brightness and fervor.
He slowly turned around and looked at the officers around him who admired him to the point of prostration and even held him in awe.
Lu Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice hoarse yet firm:
"Does anyone still think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill?"
The entire room fell silent.
The next second, Zhang Yi suddenly jumped up from the ground, rushed to the control panel, and roared at the top of his lungs:
"Quick! Full speed ahead!"
"No need to worry about saving fuel!"
"run!"
P.S.: Today's update (2/4).