If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

"go home!"

When Su Chen's calm and composed voice reached the ears of every Kunlun warrior on the beach, the immense shock they felt from witnessing the miracle instantly transformed into overwhelming joy and pride!

"roar--!"

"Long live the commander! Victory to Kunlun!"

Three thousand iron-blooded warriors could no longer contain their excitement. They raised their Tang swords high and shouted the most fervent, believer-like cries at the majestic figure in the sky!

Their voices merged into a visible sound wave that soared into the sky, even causing ripples to spread across the newly purified sea surface.

Come back home!

For these soldiers who had just completed an unprecedented "surgery" in the heart of the enemy country, these two words were the best reward and the most beautiful melody!

However, just as everyone was preparing to set off on their journey home.

An anomaly has occurred again!

Beyond the sea area that Su Chen had just leveled with a single palm strike, on a more distant horizon, countless black dots reappeared!

Moreover, this time, they came from more than one direction!

Instead, they came to encircle them from the east, south, and north at the same time!

"Damn it! Is this never going to end?!"

Wang Yanbing was the first to spot the enemy. He spat on the ground and his face showed extreme impatience.

"Did those Americans really pull out all the stops?"

Lei Kaihua's brows furrowed slightly.

The three newly appeared fleets were even larger than the previous one!

The flagship, also three, are nuclear-powered aircraft carriers that resemble sea fortresses!

They are the USS Carl Vinson, the USS Theodore Roosevelt, and the USS Nimitz!

Country M has moved all of their mobile carrier strike groups, which are deployed all over the world, here!

They are gambling the future of the entire US Navy on this final battle!

"It seems we underestimated the madness of the American people."

A solemn expression also appeared on Long Xiaoyun's face.

Although she had absolute confidence in Su Chen's abilities.

However, facing three fully-equipped carrier battle groups at once is no longer a problem that can be solved simply by force.

This is the ultimate test of endurance and sustained combat capability!

"husband……"

She subconsciously looked up at Su Chen in the sky, a hint of worry in her eyes.

However, Su Chen's face remained calm and composed.

He watched the massive steel fleet slowly approaching from three directions, and a playful smile even appeared on his lips.

"Alright."

"Let's resolve this all at once, so we don't have to worry about it later."

His voice, though not loud, clearly reached the ears of every Kunlun warrior.

That absolute confidence, which made them regard the three carrier strike groups as nothing, instantly calmed everyone's slightly agitated hearts.

Commander, since you've said that...

Then there's definitely no problem!

Su Chen slowly extended his right hand.

This time, he did not conjure that earth-shattering golden giant hand again.

Instead, the five fingers are loosely clenched.

"Buzz—!"

A faint hum, seemingly emanating from the deepest abyss, resounded throughout the world.

The air around him began to violently distort and collapse.

Endless water vapor was forcibly drawn from the sea surface and gathered towards his palm.

The moisture was compressed and condensed to the extreme in his palm.

In the end, it transformed into a massive ice blade, a thousand meters long, entirely ice-blue in color, radiating a bone-chilling cold!

The ice blade was crystal clear, and wisps of white, cold air, visible to the naked eye, swirled around its blade.

The blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, was so sharp that it seemed capable of easily slicing through this entire space!

"The Six Secrets of Unyielding Cold, Snow Drinking Mad Blade!"

Su Chen gripped the thousand-meter-long ice blade, formed from endless water vapor and the power of laws.

A domineering and unparalleled sword intent, filled with endless arrogance and icy coldness, surged up from his body!

In that instant, he seemed no longer to be the gentle and refined young man he once was.

Instead, he transformed into the Uncrying Death God, who stands proudly between heaven and earth, wielding the Blood Drinker in the world of Fengyun!

"cut."

Su Chen looked at the USS Carl Vinson carrier strike group that was flanking from the east, and simply swung his ice blade.

One strike, and it's gone!

There was no earth-shattering fanfare.

There were no dazzling lighting effects.

That enormous ice blade, a thousand meters long, silently slashed through the sky.

The speed, seemingly slow, covered several kilometers in an instant, landing precisely above the USS Carl Vinson!

"laugh--"

A sound, barely audible.

That aircraft carrier, with a displacement of over 100,000 tons and a hull made of indestructible special steel, was like the softest tofu in front of that ice blade.

Starting from the bow, it was silently split in two!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, so smooth that it could even clearly reflect the clouds in the sky!

Not only that!

An extreme chill spread wildly from the cut in all directions!

The entire aircraft carrier, along with all the escort ships around it, was instantly covered by a thick layer of crystalline ice the moment it came into contact with this cold air!

It has been transformed into lifelike ice sculptures at sea!

The M country soldiers inside, even their expressions, still retained the horror and disbelief of dying.

"Cut again."

Su Chen didn't pause.

He swung his thousand-meter-long ice blade once more.

This time, the target is to the south, the carrier strike group led by the USS Theodore Roosevelt.

Similarly, it was slashed down in one stroke.

Similarly, it happened silently.

Similarly, it is divided into two.

Similarly, the land is frozen solid for thousands of miles!

The second, the aircraft carrier battle group, followed in the footsteps of the first fleet in the blink of an eye.

"And you."

Su Chen slowly turned around, his gaze, devoid of any emotion, falling upon the last of the Nimitz carrier strike group, which was flanking from the north.

At this moment, the bridge of the USS Nimitz was in complete chaos.

"Turn around! Turn around now! Full speed back!"

(Turn around! Turn around immediately! Reverse at full speed!)

The fleet commander, watching the two friendly fleet signals vanish instantly on the radar screen, let out a heart-wrenching roar of despair.

He finally got scared.

He didn't want to die.

However, it was too late.

Su Chen's third strike had already landed.

No accidents.

No suspense.

The third carrier strike group, too, has been transformed into silent ice sculptures, forever standing on this burial ground that belongs to them.

Three knives.

Only three cuts.

The last three carrier battle groups of the United States were completely wiped out!

Su Chen looked at the frozen world he had created with his own hands, a faint sense of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He waved his hand casually.

The enormous ice blade, a thousand meters long, transformed into countless ice crystals and vanished into the air.

It was as if it had never existed.

He once again transformed into the composed and elegant gentleman he once was.

It was as if the earth-shattering miracle that had just frozen three carrier strike groups had nothing to do with him.

This scene was clearly presented to everyone in the world through the lenses of those satellites that were still in operation and the cameras of reporters.

If that palm strike just now made them feel the power of a god.

These three blows made them deeply understand what the majesty of God meant.

Gods must not be insulted.

To insult him is to be executed.