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Chapter 1713 Sweeping Across, Rampaging and Domineering

As if to confirm the experts’ fears, the parts of Connors’s body that were injured by the explosion, especially the deeper wounds, began to emit an ominous, increasingly bright blue-white light!

Under intense stimulation, the nuclear reactor inside it was operating wildly, and the energy of the devoured core was being rapidly converted into its own power, and it began to radiate outward uncontrollably!

"The bioenergy reading has broken through the peak! And it's still climbing! It...it's absorbing the energy of the attack?!"

The operations officer's voice was filled with disbelief and horror. The energy curve on the screen was rising sharply like a rocket.

Connors felt a surge of destructive energy within him.

It is no longer content to passively take hits.

Its massive head slowly rose, its cold gaze locking onto the F-15 formations that were relentlessly unleashing deadly fire from the sky.

The base of its massive dorsal fins, which stood like mountain peaks, began to glow with a dazzling blue light, as if lava were flowing!
The light rapidly spread and converged upwards along the grooves of the dorsal fin!
The surrounding air was distorted by the terrifying heat, emitting a hissing sound, and the small pebbles and metal debris on the ground began to melt!
"My God... what is that?! It's charging! Evade! All units, evade immediately!"

The fighter squadron commander's voice was distorted by extreme fear.

too late!
Connors suddenly opened his enormous maw, large enough to devour the entire building, and deep in his throat, a dazzling blue-white sphere of light, containing destructive energy, instantly condensed into shape!
The brilliance of its dorsal fin reached its peak at this moment!
"hold head high--!!!"

With a roar that seemed to come from the primordial chaos, a blue-white beam of light, more than ten meters in diameter and composed entirely of high-energy particle streams and scorching plasma, burst forth from Connors' mouth like a spear of divine punishment!
The destructive beam of "Atomic Breath" tears through the air at near-light speed, carrying the intense heat of burning everything and the annihilating impact, shooting straight into the sky!

The first to be hit was an F-15E Strike Eagle that was diving to drop bombs.

Before the pilot could even react, the aircraft, along with the bombs it was carrying, vaporized and disappeared silently the instant it came into contact with the edge of the beam of light, just like ice crystals thrown into the sun!
Not even a trace of wreckage remained!

The beam of light continued its relentless advance, sweeping across the air like a divine whip!

"Do not--!"

Desperate screams came through the communication channel.

The second and third F-15s were successively swallowed up and vaporized in the sweeping path of the beam!
The disaster is not over!

An F-22 Raptor stealth fighter, which was originally tasked with battlefield surveillance and "finishing blows" in higher altitudes thanks to its superior maneuverability and advanced sensors, was grazed by the edge of the devastating aftershocks!

That priceless, radar-deceiving, complex stealth coating melted and peeled off instantly like fragile tin foil in the face of the ultra-high-energy particle storm and terrifying heat radiation emitted by the particle torrent.

The robust frame and skin made of titanium alloy softened and melted at temperatures of thousands of degrees!
The left wing, along with a small portion of the fuselage, was cleanly sliced ​​off as if by an invisible giant blade, and the fuel inside was instantly ignited!
boom--!
A fireball, far more dazzling and intense than the wreckage of the F-15, exploded in mid-air!
The burning fragments of the "Raptor" were like the most brutal fireworks of the festival, scattering in all directions with a piercing whistling sound.

The unbalanced wreckage spun, spiraling in a desperate trajectory, tumbling and crashing into the forest surrounding the nuclear power plant, igniting another wildfire.

The ejection parachutes of the pilots appeared and disappeared amidst the thick smoke and flames, their fates unknown. From the launch of the first missile to the destruction or crash of four F-15s and one F-22, the entire process took no more than fifteen seconds.

"Retreat! Retreat! All units! Immediately disengage from the combat airspace! Disengage at maximum speed! Abandon all cheats! Execute the 'Rampage Escape' procedure! Repeat, disengage immediately! This is not a battle, it's a massacre!"

The surviving pilots were terrified; the channel was filled with heavy breathing, suppressed sobs of fear, and the screeching of engines revving up.

They pushed the throttle valve hard past the stop latch, opening the afterburner. Expensive fuel was consumed at an alarming rate, and the engine spewed out a blue-white exhaust flame that stretched for several meters.

Tactical formations and energy management were all thrown to the back of their minds.

They were piloting the most advanced war machines in human history, yet at this moment they were like a flock of frightened birds, engaging in chaotic, speed-driven maneuvers under the shadow of death, all in an effort to escape the absolute forbidden zone shrouded by Connors' death breath.

Connors slowly closed its enormous mouth, big enough to swallow a train, and scorching hot steam, carrying a strong ozone and the pungent smell of ionized air, surged out from between its teeth and from its huge nostrils.

These vapors condensed rapidly in the cold night sky, forming large swirling, thick white fog that resembled the breath of a dragon, temporarily obscuring its despairingly massive form.

Deep within its throat, the destructive blue light had not completely extinguished, pulsating dangerously like embers.

It turned its enormous head, its lava-like gaze sweeping over the "flies" that were fleeing in a panic at supersonic speed, a hint of disdain seemingly flashing in its eyes.

It didn't even bother to move an inch to chase after these insignificant provocateurs.

A deeper, more penetrating roar erupted from its chest!

This roar was not directed at the fleeing fighter jets, but was a pure, furious cry proclaiming absolute power and territorial sovereignty!

The invisible infrasound waves mixed with the audible roar, like a giant hammer, slammed into the air, making the distant wreckage tremble, and even the thick shockproof glass of the command center resonated with a deep thud!
It is demonstrating its unparalleled and unquestionable hegemony to this world and to humanity that dares to challenge it!

After making its declaration, Connors' attention instantly returned to its only concern.

The enormous foot rose, carrying the power to crush mountains, and stomped heavily once again into the center of the ruins of Unit 2 reactor.

Concrete fragments crumbled like biscuits beneath its feet.

It lowered its body, its giant claws like the most precise digging tools, scraping with a teeth-grinding sound, deep into the huge gap torn in the containment vessel, continuing its interrupted "feast"—digging out and devouring the molten core buried deep within, still radiating deadly and alluring radiation.

Each strike of the claws brought the earth to its knees, each blast of concrete was accompanied by the earth's painful groans and the frantic wailing of radiation alarms within the command center.

Inside the command center, there was a deathly silence, broken only by the sharp alarms of the instruments and the chaotic distress calls from the radio.

(End of this chapter)