Chinese Superman

Chapter 116 Dongfeng Express, Coming for Me?

"Steppenwolf? Who's that?!"

Mammon was taken aback and asked instinctively.

He had never heard of this name before.

There is no such person among the Seven Demon Lords. Could it be a newly born super-class demon?

"A cousin who, like you, likes to wear armor."

"He's not important. What's important is whether you know how to leave."

Xia Xinghan asked casually.

"I really don't know—"

"Then you're useless."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Xinghan lunged forward and delivered a powerful punch.

Mammon's pupils contracted sharply, and his remaining golden right arm crossed with his other arms to protect his chest.

[Golden Rule] frantically plunders the remaining gold coins in the ruins, seemingly trying to squeeze out all its strength to build the strongest golden barrier in front of it!

However-

"Bang!!!"

Xia Xinghan's fist pierced through the seemingly indestructible golden barrier as easily as piercing through a thin sheet of paper, leaving a solid imprint on Mammon's crossed arms!

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—

The arm armor shattered completely!

An irresistible force pierced through the shattered armor and slammed into Mammon's body!

"Puwa!"

Mammon coughed up blood, his towering body flying backward like a broken golden kite with a scream, even faster than before.

He crashed straight through the ruins of the Demon King's castle, tracing a long parabola before slamming into the boundless, filthy, and stinking swamp outside the castle.

At that moment, at the point where the parabola landed, there happened to be a monster lurking deep in the mud.

Higher-order species—Giant Death Worm.

It is over 300 meters long, and it is opening its chrysanthemum-shaped mouth, exposing a mouthful of spiraling sharp teeth, ready to devour its prey.

As a result, Mammon fell from the sky like a meteorite, hitting the dead worm precisely where it landed.

"hiss!!"

The death worm let out an extremely shrill scream, and its body, which was tougher than steel, was smashed to pieces in an instant, like a cream cake hit by a high-speed armor-piercing bullet.

Dark green blood and bits of flesh, mixed with mud, stained a large area of ​​the swamp.

Immediately afterwards————

"Boom!"

Mud shot into the sky, as if a bomb had been detonated!

The murky mud waves swept outwards, engulfing large swaths of twisted, strange trees and lurking monsters.

Before the churning swamp could calm down, the mud exploded again!

A figure with dim golden light burst out of the mud and hovered in mid-air.

It was none other than the greedy demon Mammon.

He was in a terrible state, his aura was weak, most of his armor was broken, his body was covered in foul-smelling mud, and his faceplate was broken, revealing half of his pale and ferocious face.

His vertical, molten gold pupils were bloodshot, filled with madness, despair, and terror.

"Hahaha—hahaha—hahahaha!"

Suddenly, Mammon threw his head back and burst into wild laughter.

His laughter was hoarse and manic.

"You forced me to do this, you insect!"

"I'll show you the true power of a king, and the immense wealth gained from destroying the last [Dungeon]!"

He suddenly opened his arms wide.

Another inherent skill of the Golden Legend Set was finally revealed to Xia Xinghan.

"Endless wealth, heed the king's call, awaken from your slumber, and unleash the power of greed upon the ants—my supreme treasury—"

"The King's Treasure has appeared!!!"

"Buzz"

The space behind Mammon rippled violently like waves.

One after another, golden ripples, each more than ten meters in diameter, appeared, spreading outwards from him in all directions in a dense, even pattern.

In the blink of an eye.

Hundreds and thousands of golden halos filled the sky above the putrid swamp, like countless cold golden eyes looking down on the earth.

Immediately afterwards, the golden halo opened like the doors to a treasure vault.

But what was revealed was not some fantastical magical artifact such as swords, spears, or halberds.

Instead—

One after another, intercontinental ballistic missiles painted in military green or gray-white.

Their projectiles are long and slender, with stabilizing fins at the tail, and either conical or elliptical warheads that gleam with a cold metallic luster.

Among the many intercontinental ballistic missiles, there are even larger models with multi-stage propulsion systems!

Of course, each intercontinental ballistic missile is engraved with the magic rune of "greed," which can be controlled and detonated by the Demon King.

Wait a minute, what's going on? An intercontinental ballistic missile?

Is this scientific?!

Xia Xinghan was completely stunned.

"Hahaha, this is the ultimate weapon from the last [Dungeon]. I've kept all the remaining ones for myself."

"Now, use them to bury you! Bomb you until not even ashes remain!"

"Full range launch—!!!"

Mammon suddenly swung his arms forward!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

A chilling, dense shriek echoed through the sky!

Hundreds and thousands of intercontinental ballistic missiles spewed out scorching tail flames, like a steel rainstorm rising in reverse, and then fell again, covering and saturating the area where Xia Xinghan was located!

This is the final echo of civilization in the world codenamed "Undead," symbolizing the strongest blow of modern human technology.

Hundreds or even thousands of intercontinental ballistic missiles.

In an instant, the entire sky above Xia Xinghan's head was covered by the trails of missiles hurtling towards him.

The shadow of destruction descends!

"Hahahaha, go to hell!"

Mammon retreated frantically, creating distance, while laughing hysterically.

His disheveled face wore a cruel yet expectant smile, as if he could already see Xia Xinghan being completely annihilated in countless nuclear fireballs.

Xia Xinghan looked up at the swarm of missiles that blotted out the sky, and was actually a little shocked.

These are not the "Shhh" missiles that Magneto caught, but intercontinental ballistic missiles carrying nuclear warheads, and there are many more of them.

It includes everything from "Salmat," "Dongfeng," "Trident," and "Militia."

"I never imagined I'd be bombed by a 'Dongfeng Express' aircraft!"

The intercontinental ballistic missile in Xia Xinghan's eyes kept getting bigger.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!"

The first missile hit its target.

Then came the second, the third, the hundredth, the five hundredth —!

The dazzling nuclear fireball was like thousands of scorching and deadly flowers of death blooming simultaneously on the ground!

Terrifying light radiation, shockwaves, heat waves, and nuclear dust instantly swept across nearly 10,000 square kilometers of land, engulfing the entire [Rotten Swamp] centered on Xia Xinghan!

The earth is groaning!

Millions of hectares of mud were vaporized, and countless demons were burned to ashes by the million-degree heat.

Whether you are a low-level, mid-level, or high-level species, under the influence of nuclear weapons, all beings are equal, and everything is forcibly erased.

The sky was dyed an eerie dark red.

Mushroom clouds, stained with filth, rose into the sky, forming an incredibly spectacular mushroom jungle!

It felt like the end of the world was coming again!

This is a true nuclear weapons cleanup!

The terrifying firepower, enough to wipe a small country off the map, was unleashed in the swamp of another world!

The explosion lasted for a full three minutes before gradually subsiding.

Thick smoke, dust, and radioactive clouds, mixed with the stench of the swamp and remnants of magic, formed a massive, slowly rising column of pollution.

What was once a vast, putrid swamp has now been transformed into a massive, charred meteorite crater.

The crater is filled with lava and radioactive vitreous material.

The peripheral areas are also devastated and devoid of life.

Mammon hovered in the safe airspace at the edge of the explosion, panting heavily, his tattered armor clanging in the blast wind.

He stared intently at the center of the explosion, which was gradually being swallowed by smoke and dust, his molten gold pupils revealing a look of shock.

Even as a greedy demon king, he was terrified by the power of nuclear weapons sweeping the land.

In the previous [Dungeon] war, although it eventually evolved into nuclear resistance, there was no scene of a thousand intercontinental ballistic missiles being launched simultaneously.

Because that invasion of the [Dungeon] broke out simultaneously and directly across the entire world, no matter how many nuclear weapons you have, where can you bomb them?

War rages everywhere, monsters roam everywhere!

If major powers act recklessly and bombard everything indiscriminately, it will only lead to the premature extinction of humanity.

"Is he dead?!"

"—He should be—dead, right?"

"Under such a terrifying saturation attack, even the top demon lords of the god-level species would be injured—"

He muttered to himself.

The world was quiet except for the thunderous roar emanating from distant ionized cloud pillars.

Mammon was silent for a moment, then threw his head back and burst into wild laughter: "Hahahaha, he's dead after all!"

"I knew it! No matter how strong he is, he's still just a human. How could he possibly compare to a true demon god?"

"Good riddance! Good riddance!"

"As for the wealth consumed, let's replenish it during this [Dungeon]."

However, before he could finish speaking, another clear and childlike voice rang out.

It felt like striking up a conversation with a friend—so natural and harmonious.

"Shall we pop some champagne at halftime? Count me in!"

Mammon, unaware of anything amiss, instinctively replied, "Champagne, a fine wine made by humans, it's been quite a while since I've had it."

"This time, I'll have my soldiers bring it to me—"

He was only halfway through his sentence when the remaining words got stuck deep in Mammon's throat.

He turned his head stiffly, only to find that there was nothing behind him!

"Hmm, nobody's here?"

"Could it be that I'm imagining things?"

The Demon King of Greed turned around, looking ahead with a puzzled expression, his pupils suddenly contracting.

A massive pillar of thunderclouds, stretching from the sky to the earth, was suddenly and violently torn apart by an invisible force!

A figure, like a demon god returning from purgatory, slowly emerged from the still churning, intensely hot and radiant core of the explosion.

It was Xia Xinghan!

His clothes had turned to ashes, and there were scorch marks on his skin.

but!

It has nothing to do with each other.

Because his biofield was broken, he withstood thousands of atomic bombs and even hydrogen bombs, which caused him to be injured for the first time. However, this also awakened another of Superman's abilities - Super Healing!

"How could I forget about Super Healing?"

"Indeed, now I truly have everything I need."

Xia Xinghan raised his hand and glanced at his burning skin.

In the blink of an eye, it was completely healed; dead skin peeled off, and the skin became fair again.

Xia Xinghan gazed into the distance at the Demon King of Greed, his eyes gradually swirling with an increasingly intense, chilling crimson light!

"No—impossible—absolutely impossible!!"

Mammon screamed hysterically as if he had seen a ghost, his remaining arrogance and madness completely crushed by boundless fear.

"What exactly are you?!"

"You're not human! You're absolutely not human!"

For a moment, Mammon wondered if he had picked up the wrong script.

Which of us is the real demon king?

Xia Xinghan did not answer his question, but calmly stared at the nearly collapsing Mammon with his scarlet eyes, and walked step by step into the air.

"Monster! You're a monster!"

"You are the true Demon King!!"

Mammon panicked completely. He turned to run away, but his severely injured body and depleted magic made him move slowly.

"Wait! Don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me!"

Mammon suddenly lost his dignity and pride as a demon king and began to beg for mercy in a hoarse voice.

"I—I'll tell you the truth!"

"I was originally human! A powerful human from the previous era!"

"In the millennium war, humanity was defeated, and civilization was utterly ravaged! To survive, I had no choice but to don this cursed [Golden Suit of the Greedy Demon King], becoming one of the seven Demon Kings, harvesting pastures for the [world]!"

He was incoherent and tears streamed down his face.

"I didn't do it willingly! I'm a victim too!"

"Spare me! I can tell you more secrets about the [world]!"

"Yes, you can't kill me. I'm just the weakest of the seven demon kings. The other six are true gods, practically demon gods themselves. You can't kill me! If you kill me, they won't let you get away with it!"

Xia Xinghan stopped in front of Mammon.

A pair of scarlet eyes coldly stared at his distorted face, a mixture of fear, pleading, despair, and threat. His emotions remained completely unwavering, and he uttered only four words: "None of my business."

then.

"Look me in the eyes, you little brat!"