The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

George Smith's movements were abrupt and swift.

From the complete collapse of the camouflage shell of the research vessel "Prometheus" to the massive tungsten alloy pillar, over five meters in diameter and wrapped with terrifying blue electric arcs, crashing down under the combined effects of gravitational acceleration and electromagnetic propulsion.

Only five seconds had passed.

……

The bow of the Zhenhai destroyer.

Lin Weiguo was sitting with his legs crossed, humming "The big sword is going to chop the heads of the Japanese devils," in a good mood as if he had just received a red envelope for the New Year.

But the moment that giant black pillar rose, the smile on his face vanished abruptly.

As a veteran naval officer who had spent his entire life dealing with Western powers on the high seas, a long-sealed top-secret internal document instantly surfaced in his mind.

Thirty years ago, when he was studying at the National Defense University, he saw a concept drawing of this thing in a seminar document about "future asymmetric warfare".

Earth's crustal vibrator.

The Eagle Federation military codename is "God's Hammer".

To the outside world, they claim it's a highly efficient deep-sea mineral exploration device developed for the benefit of humanity, capable of crushing rocks with shockwaves to extract rare metals. But any soldier with even a basic understanding of geology and weaponry can see that it's nothing short of a Damocles' sword hanging over the heads of coastal nations!

Especially at the boundary of tectonic plates like Longya Island, where the geological structure is extremely unstable, if this thing is inserted and shakes a couple of times, it will not only cause a local tsunami, but will inevitably lead to a geological disaster of collapse along the entire edge of the continental shelf!

"Fuck you, George!"

Lin Weiguo suddenly jumped up from his chair, slamming the enamel mug in his hand onto the deck with a clatter, unaware that tea had splashed all over his trousers.

"Stop it! Quickly! Anti-aircraft guns! Close-in weapon systems! Any kind of gun, blast it to pieces!"

He yelled so loudly his voice almost cracked.

But reason told him it was too late.

The probe was less than fifty meters from the sea surface.

It is driven by both gravity and its own power, and its entry speed into the water can reach half the speed of sound. By the time the cannon barrel turns around, it has already burrowed into the seabed rock and started "dancing".

"It's over..."

Lin Weiguo watched as the black shadow crackling with blue electricity hurtled down, his mind going completely blank.

No matter how much we planned, we never expected that these lunatics would actually dare to self-destruct in someone else's territorial waters.

These are outlaws.

When they can no longer maintain their dignity, they will reveal their most primitive and savage fangs.

……

Kunlun Palace, in front of the screen.

Unlike Lin Weiguo's nervousness.

Su Yun watched the rapidly falling red line, her eyes showing little emotion.

This was within his expectations.

Or rather, this was precisely why he released the Mist Totem in the first place. How could he possibly devour this fleet whole without cornering the enemy?

So he pressed lightly with his finger.

[Host's intention detected...]

[The F-rank skill "Mud Totem" is being unleashed...]

[Judging in progress... The talent "Territory is Territory" has intervened.]

[Approved. Current coverage area: 960 million square kilometers + 300 million square kilometers of territorial waters]

[Skill level detected as too low, unable to match current range... Extracting historical context... Reshaping concepts...]

[Skill mutation complete.]

Su Yun read aloud softly:

"Drawing a circle on the ground as a prison - Yunmeng Marsh".

……

The South China Sea, a region originally known for its clashes between storms and steel, is now experiencing another mind-blowing anomaly, following the fog.

The world, which was originally shrouded in white mist, suddenly changed.

There was neither a spectacular explosion nor any dazzling light effects.

It's just a kind of "feeling".

A sudden, heavy, and overwhelming sense of "weight" that seems to crush the soul.

The originally light and ethereal water vapor seemed to gain substantial weight in that instant.

The sea breeze stopped. The once undulating waves, like an oil painting frozen in time, remained suspended in mid-air, their swirling motions perfectly still. The edges of each wave were clearly discernible, yet they refused to fall. The dust, smoke, and even the light floating in the air seemed to be weighed down with lead, suspended heavily.

In a daze, the scenery of heaven and earth changed.

Between heaven and earth, the faint outline of a vast and boundless ancient marshland appeared.

It was a wild memory from thousands of years ago, with withered reeds stretching to the horizon and black swamps bottomless, desolate, bleak, and silent.

The mist rises from the Yunmeng Marsh, and the waves shake Yueyang City.

But this is not the magnificence described in poetry; rather, it is the terror of a forbidden zone for life. Anyone who enters this place is as if treading on a thousand pounds of mud, as if falling into an ancient abyss.

This is the new rule that Su Yun has given to this sea area—

Drawing a line on the ground creates an absolute barrier, making things completely stagnant.

……

Above the Prometheus.

The "Hammer of God" probe, carrying an aura of destruction, was less than half a meter from the sea surface.

The pale blue arc of electricity had even touched the waves, stirring up plumes of mist.

According to the laws of physics, in the next millisecond, it should tear through the water's surface and plunge into the seabed with billions of joules of kinetic energy.

however.

It suddenly stopped.

No, to be precise, it was never completely still. It was still moving, but in a way that would have made Newton turn in his grave and driven all physicists mad on the spot.

What was originally a violent descent of over 300 meters per second suddenly turned into an absurdly slow-motion scene.

It was like an insect that had unfortunately fallen into amber, tightly enveloped by the viscous, almost solid air around it. It was struggling, trembling, and painstakingly, little by little, "moving" downwards.

0.01 meters per second.

The terrifying kinetic energy, enough to pierce through the seabed rock layers, did not vanish into thin air. Instead, it was stripped away and devoured layer by layer by the strange rules of the "Yunmengze". The enormous kinetic energy was converted into heat energy or other forms of energy, but it was then suppressed on the probe's surface by a strange viscous force field, unable to explode.

Sizzle... sizzle...

The high-voltage arc wrapped around the probe surface was still pulsating.

But in this environment, even light and electricity lose their original speed. The current, which should have flashed by in an instant, is now stretched into slow-moving bands of light visible to the naked eye. They are like eerie blue earthworms doing slow-motion calisthenics, and you can even see each spark they ionize in the air, slowly spreading outwards at the speed of a snail.

……

Poseidon's command center.

General George's expression froze in a distorted state, half insane and half bewildered.

His mouth was wide open to its limit, as if he were roaring.

But no sound came out.

Because sound waves here also transform into "crawling" snails.

He maintained that world-destroying posture, his eyes bulging out, gesturing wildly, looking like an abstract wax figure sculpted by a clumsy artist.

General George was not completely immobilized.

His mind was still racing, and his eyes could still move extremely slowly.

But to his horror, he found that when he tried to blink, his eyelids felt as heavy as if two mountains were hanging from them.

That moment of closing his eyes took him a full five seconds.

When he opened his eyes again—which took another long five seconds—the outside world made him forget to breathe. If he could still breathe smoothly.

On the deck outside the window.

A sailor, confident in his strength, attempted to escape by jumping into the sea, but was now suspended in mid-air.

His feet were half a meter off the ground, his face was filled with terror, and his hands were still in the air in a paddling motion.

Gravity seemed to have no effect on him.

Or rather, the buoyancy and resistance of the air are so great that they can lift an adult man.

He just hung there, like a clown glued to a picture frame.

Even more interesting were the seagulls that passed by the Zhenhai.

Several seagulls, who had initially thought the old man at the bow was too noisy and wanted to give him some dung, were now frozen in mid-air, their flapping wings stiff. Their eyes were filled with great confusion, clearly unable to understand why, despite their vigorous flapping, they couldn't move even a centimeter.

The entire world was put on a play button called "0.1x speed" or even "0.01x speed".