America: The Cremator

Chapter 197 Uriel, the Best Tanker!

The fist slammed down, landing squarely on Baphomet's face, crushing its sheep-like features and ruthlessly shattering its nasal and cheekbone bones.

Immediately afterwards, the world-destroying fire that had been accumulating inside the gauntlet exploded.

Fireball triggered!

A ball of purple-gold fire exploded on Baphomet's face, instantly burning the flesh and blood on his face into charcoal before vaporizing into grayish-white smoke.

Its exposed skull shattered inch by inch under the combined onslaught of the heavy punch and the explosion, eventually turning into dust and scattering.

The residual force of the punch swept across the ground, kicking up clouds of ash.

The enormous demonic body was sent flying backward by this immense force, crashing into the dry, scorched earth and creating several deep craters.

Baphomet bounced and rolled for dozens of meters on the ground before crashing heavily into a pile of dead wood, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A system notification popped up quickly on Su Long's retina.

[The enemy has gained the status: Wither.]

[Host has acquired the status: God of War!]

As the text on the panel appeared, an unprecedented surge of violent energy rushed up Su Long's spine and straight to his head.

Now all the muscle fibers in his body are in a state of high excitement, blood is surging in his veins, and his heart is beating as loudly as a war drum.

Vision, hearing, and reaction speed reached their peak at this moment.

The trails of ash floating around him slowed down dramatically in his vision, and he could even clearly hear the sound of Baphomet's bones grinding as he struggled to his feet in the distance.

More importantly, the muscle soreness and mental fatigue from the intense battle were completely eliminated.

The pain in his body was completely blocked out; Su Long's body was now a killing machine, utterly tireless.

He turned his head to look at Elena and Byron, who were still adjusting their stance, and quickly gave the order to launch a full-scale attack.

"Elena, Byron, don't hold back, act now!"

"This guy's strength is greatly diminished now, far weaker than a normal A-rank. If the three of us join forces, we might be able to kill him here!"

Upon hearing this, Elena did not hesitate and gripped the greatsword that was attached to the lantern tightly with both hands.

The holy golden light on the blade grew brighter and brighter, and she slammed the lantern at the bottom of the hilt heavily onto the ground.

A dazzling golden light spread along the ground, transforming into a semi-transparent wall of light that directly blocked Baphomet's evasion route.

Byron bit his finger, and blood dripped onto the black notebook as he quickly sketched new runes.

The two men's combined efforts completely cut off Baphomet's escape route.

Su Long turned his gaze back and immediately activated all the spiritual energy within his body.

With the boost from the [God of War] state, his physical strength surged once again, and then he slammed his feet into the ground.

The hard, scorched earth collapsed with a deafening roar, and the powerful recoil propelled Su Long's body away, transforming him into a streak of purple-gold flames as he hurtled toward Baphomet, who had just crawled out of the ruins.

As Sulong moved at high speed, the heavy flame gauntlets on his fists left two long, purple-gold trails of flame in the air.

With each step he took, the violent force crushed the black moss and soil on the ground, and the air behind him was distorted by the scorching heat.

Dozens of meters away, Baphomet, his tattered demonic body swaying, stood up from the pile of dead wood.

It was in a terrible state; its entire face had been smashed by Su Long's punch, leaving only the back half of its skull and two broken ram horns.

The purple-gold sparks were still burning wildly in those remaining bone crevices, suppressing its self-healing ability in conjunction with the [Withering] rule.

At the severed point of the left wrist, the sacred golden light was also constantly eroding its flesh, preventing the limb from regenerating.

This extremely frustrating suppression drove Baphomet into a rage.

"You three think you can kill me!"

A whistling roar spewed from its lipless throat.

Faced with the rapidly approaching Sulong, Baphomet suddenly raised his intact right claw, and the five thick, sharp claws dug directly into the edge of his mangled cheek, and began to pull it outwards with force.

With the sound of large pieces of flesh being torn apart, it forcefully ripped off all the pieces of skin and flesh stained with the flames of world destruction from its face, along with some of the damaged bones!

Black blood gushed from its face, splattering on the ground with a sizzling, corrosive sound.

Baphomet casually slammed the still-burning lump of flesh onto the ground, letting it turn to ashes. Then, he grabbed his left elbow with his right hand.

"Sizzle!" Another tearing sound.

It ripped off its own forearm and left it aside.

Such physical damage was nothing to a demon from hell, and Baphomet knew very well that if he didn't abandon these parts, he would be slowly worn down to death.

After discarding the body tissues stained with holy light and flames, the terrifying regenerative power of the A-level demon erupted at this moment.

Dense, fleshy buds wriggled and intertwined wildly on its mangled face and severed arms.

The bones rapidly remodeled, and in just a few seconds, a brand new sheep face and a thick left arm grew back.

But large patches of charred burn scars remain, like branding marks, etched onto its new skin.

Those scars were not only extremely ugly, but also retained the high temperature of the world-destroying fire inside, causing Baphomet to exhale choking black smoke from his nostrils with every breath.

The killing intent in his horizontal pupils was almost tangible. His huge bat wings on his back suddenly throbbed downwards, and his massive demonic body rose from the ground, crashing into the charging Su Long at high speed.

The distance of several dozen meters was quickly closed as the two charged at full speed.

Baphomet extended his left claw, and five disintegrating threads rapidly spread from his fingertips, heading straight for Surong's face and chest to strangle him. At such close range, there was absolutely no room for dodge.

But Surong had no intention of dodging.

He used his waist and back to generate power, and with the momentum from his sprint, the muscles in his left arm bulged high. He then used the flaming gauntlet to smash directly into the disintegrating threads.

The two forces collided violently in mid-air.

"boom!"

A massive fireball was triggered between the two.

The flaming gauntlet on Su Long's left hand exploded completely in the extreme energy conflict, and a violent wave of high-temperature fire, mixed with shockwaves, swept out in all directions.

Under the intense heat, the four decomposition threads extending from Baphomet's claws shattered instantly, turning into specks of dark red light, which were then completely vaporized by the world-destroying fire.

However, at the very moment the boxing gloves shattered.

The last decomposition thread, propelled by the explosive airflow, bypassed the core area of ​​the world-destroying fire with its highest temperature and headed straight for Su Long's chest.

"Buzz!"

A metallic crackling sound exploded in front of Su Long's chest.

The tip of the thread struck Uriel's chest scales squarely.

This seemingly light thread, imbued with the power of decomposition, possessed immense destructive force. The armor plates on Uriel's surface cracked and creaked the moment they made contact.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of dark gold armor plates exploded directly in front of Su Long's chest, and broken metal fragments flew outwards.

But as it shattered, Uriel also fulfilled its duty as armor, completely neutralizing the terrifying spiritual energy attached to the threads.

Su Long felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer. Without the protection of armor, this blow would have been enough to make his entire torso explode like a watermelon falling from a great height.

However, under the blessing of the [God of War] state, his physical strength was greatly enhanced, and he was exempt from pain.

Even after suffering such a heavy blow, his legs remained in a forward-moving posture.

The speed at which the two sides clashed was simply too fast.

From the approaching five threads to the shattering of the left gauntlet, and then to Uriel blocking the fatal blow, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

In just one round of combat, the two crossed that final distance.

Sulong could clearly see the murderous intent churning in the demon's horizontal pupils, and he could also smell the thick black smoke spewing from its nostrils.

Baphomet clearly hadn't expected Suron to withstand this fatal blow. Its left arm was still in front of it due to inertia, while its right claw was preparing to lash up and tear open Suron's abdomen.

At the extreme distance of face to face, there is no time to retract the arm before throwing a punch.

Su Long didn't even use his hands; his mind locked onto Su Long's in an instant.

The Samsung-level entry for "Ruler" is activated!

An extremely large amount of spiritual energy was rapidly compressed in Su Long's mind, and then burst out directly from his face.

The mental shockwave slammed directly into Baphomet's face and slammed into its brain.

If it were a physical attack, Baphomet could withstand it thanks to its demonic body, but this kind of purely mental bombardment directly affects its soul.

Baphomet's dark yellow pupils suddenly rolled upwards, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot. His right claw, which was about to strike, stopped abruptly in mid-air, and his massive demonic body stiffened briefly.

It was stunned.

In a life-or-death struggle of this level, even a mere fraction of a second of weakness can be enough to seal a death sentence.

This was the opportunity that Su Long had been waiting for.

He twisted his waist muscles violently, concentrating all his strength into his right arm. With the blessing of the [God of War], the purple-gold flames on his right gauntlet burned to their peak.

The extreme heat turned the surrounding air white.

With his right arm fully extended, Sulong delivered a powerful swing punch, slamming it heavily into Baphomet's unguarded cheek, which was caught off guard due to his dazed state.

"Bang--!"

The sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the logging road.

The power of this punch was several times more terrifying than the blow that had previously crushed its face.

Baphomet's cheek was pierced through, and the violent impact, combined with the explosive flames of the world-destroying fire, raged wildly on its newly reconstructed ram's head, completely flattening its right cheek.

Its jawbone flew off, and half of its head was crushed like a watermelon by the punch.

Pale white bone fragments, black brain matter, and charred flesh sprayed wildly outwards, but before they could even hit the ground, they were burned to ashes by the flames attached to the fist.

The immense force caused Baphomet's body to tilt violently to the left, its cervical vertebrae cracking with a snapping sound, as if its entire head was about to be broken off.

Under normal circumstances, even a high-level supernatural being would lose the ability to move if half of its head was blown off.

But Baphomet is clearly not included in this category.

The destruction of his head could not stop his thinking, and the pain he endured during his resurrection could not easily deter his actions.

Just as half of its head was blown off and it was about to fall due to loss of balance, it was hit.

The single eye on its remaining face blazed with a terrifying light. Instead of falling, it used the tilted posture of its body to suddenly flip its right claw, which was suspended in mid-air, and viciously grabbed towards Su Long.

This time, it tucked its five thick claws inward, its palms aimed at Su Long.

After landing a hit, Su Long instinctively sensed danger. His intuition told him he shouldn't be greedy and he instantly strained his leg muscles, preparing to retreat and create distance.

But he soon realized that he couldn't move.

The instant Baphomet raised his palm, a massive amount of air began to collapse and condense wildly, centered on Baphomet's palm.

The direction of airflow reverses instantly, forming an invisible air vortex.

The suction force of this vortex was extremely strong. The scorched earth, gravel, and the burning remains of dead trees in the distance were all pulled into the air by this violent suction force, and then crushed into dust by an invisible force near Baphomet's palm.

Su Long was too close and felt as if he were being tightly bound by hundreds of invisible steel cables.

The immense pulling force yanked his body, tugging wildly toward Baphomet's palm.

He planted his feet firmly on the ground, his leg muscles taut, his boots dragging a deep chasm in the hard, scorched earth, yet he still couldn't escape the terrifying suction.

With the two sides locked in a stalemate, he was firmly pinned to the spot.

Seeing this, Elena, who was behind, clenched her greatsword so tightly that the veins on the back of her hand bulged.

She wanted to go forward to help, but the air vortex was too large, and the strong winds it generated kept her and Byron more than ten meters away.

Byron's finger hovered over the black notebook, but due to the interference of the violent airflow, he was unable to lock onto Baphomet, which was located at the center of the wind field.

"roar!"

A hissing sound came from Baphomet's tattered throat, his single eye fixed on Suron.

The next moment, an even more horrifying scene unfolded.

As a massive amount of air was forcibly drawn away and compressed to an extreme, the air in front of Baphomet's palm, after being compressed to its limit, began to emit a dazzling, eerie blue light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and the temperature rose exponentially. Even the surrounding world-destroying flames were forced to recoil outward by this blue light, and an extremely pungent smell of ozone began to permeate the surroundings.

An extremely sharp electromagnetic boom emanated from inside the ball of light, and fine black cracks even appeared in the surrounding space under the pressure of this energy.

Su Long's heart skipped a beat as he watched the dark blue ball of light rapidly expanding in Baphomet's palm.

Plasma state!

This crazed A-level demon, with its powerful spirituality and cohesive force, actually managed to compress and ionize the surrounding air, turning it into an extremely dangerous sphere of plasma.

This has completely gone beyond the scope of conventional hand-to-hand combat.

Once this thing explodes, even with all the buffs from the God of War state, Su Long's body will be instantly vaporized in the energy burst, leaving not even ashes.

The eerie blue light had turned Su Long's gas mask a ghastly white, and the aura of destruction had completely locked onto him.

Baphomet's single eye reflected the light and shadow of the plasma sphere, filled with a vengeful pleasure. It wanted to watch the man who had tormented it to the point of wishing it were dead evaporate before its eyes.

The next moment, the giant hand, carrying this extremely unstable high-energy plasma, slammed down hard on the shattered scales on Su Long's chest!

heart!

Su Long's pupils contracted sharply.

Uriel's chest armor, which had been covered by the disintegrating threads during the collision, was slowly regenerating at a visible rate, but this process would take time.

And directly beneath that shattered area was his heart.

Even if he has the ability to move organs within a small area of ​​his body, it is only limited to avoiding piercing attacks.

Faced with such a wide-ranging high-energy explosion, moving the heart a few centimeters away is completely meaningless; the entire chest cavity would be instantly vaporized.

All of this happened too fast.

From Baphomet's valiant counterattack despite the mental shock to his forced compression of air to create a plasma sphere, the entire process took less than two seconds.

[Slow Field] is still cooling down, and [Shadow Strike] has used up its last chance in a short time due to the previous dash.

Elena and Byron were too far away to provide support in time.

Desperate situation!

As Su Long activated Bullet Time and watched Baphomet's hand gradually approach the plasma sphere, his brain raced, calculating every possible way to break the deadlock.

Back off?

Impossible, that terrifying suction force had already pinned him firmly to the spot.

defense?

It's even more of a joke. Even if Uriel were in perfect condition, let alone already damaged, it wouldn't be able to withstand an energy burst of this magnitude.

Then, there's only one choice left.

Su Long's eyes turned crazed in an instant, reason suppressed fear, leaving only the purest fighting instinct.

Opposite wave!

Use your strongest attack to counter the opponent's strongest attack!

Attack with attack, and use explosives to counter explosives!

This might deflect the core of the explosion away from its vital points, and even cause some damage to Baphomet.

Even if my right arm is ruined, or half of my body is blown apart, it's still much better than having my heart blown to pieces!

In a flash, Su Long made a decision.

The right fist that had already been thrown suddenly stopped, and the core muscles of the waist and abdomen twisted at an exaggerated angle, with the power flowing up the spine and pouring into the right arm without reservation.

The heavy flame gauntlet wrapped around his right fist burned with an intense purple-gold light as a massive amount of spiritual energy was poured into it.

go to hell!

Su Long roared inwardly. He abandoned all defensive stances, his right arm muscles bulging to their limit, and he punched the dark blue plasma ball in Baphomet's palm!

"Bang--!"

The heavy gauntlets, burning with purplish-gold flames, collided solidly with the plasma sphere emitting a ghostly blue electric light, less than half a meter apart from the two.

There was no earth-shattering roar; at the moment of impact, a white point of light, countless times brighter than the sun, was born.

Immediately afterwards, the point of light expanded outwards wildly.

Extreme light and heat engulfed everything.

Su Long's vision instantly turned into a pure, deathly white, and he could see nothing at all.

Immediately following this was the feeling of my right arm being completely torn apart.

The fiery gauntlets wrapped around the knuckles were annihilated the moment they came into contact with the plasma.

Then, the violent energy, powerful enough to distort space, acted directly on "Lucas," causing it to let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

Su Long felt as if his right fist had been shoved into a furnace and burned.

Flesh, fascia, and bones were vaporized the moment they came into contact with that energy.

This destruction was so complete that even the pain immunity of the [God of War] state seemed superfluous, since the nerves that transmit pain disappeared immediately.

The next second, the white sphere of light, expanded to its limit, exploded with a bang.

Su Long felt as if he had crashed head-on into a wall, the violent and unparalleled impact slamming into his body.

Even a steel body enhanced by the [God of War] state is as fragile as paper in the face of this pure energy storm.

The already tattered Uriel armor on his chest was torn to shreds, and the shockwave pierced straight in, slamming into his chest.

The person's entire body was like a leaf being swirled up, flung backward by the force.

He tumbled in mid-air, completely losing control of his body, and finally crashed heavily onto the ground several kilometers away.

And the epicenter of the explosion.

Baphomet fared even worse than Suron; as the releaser of the plasma sphere, it absorbed the largest share of the damage at the core of the explosion.

The right hand that was holding the plasma ball was completely vaporized along with the entire right arm in the instant of the explosion.

The violent energy traveled upwards along its arm, blasting half of its chest to smithereens.

The black blood and shattered internal organs were vaporized by the high temperature, and the edges of the wounds had a glassy texture.

Baphomet stood at the point of the explosion, his mangled body convulsing, making incomprehensible hoarse sounds, as thick black smoke billowed from his shattered chest cavity.

On the logging road in the distance.

Su Long struggled to get up from the ground, shook his somewhat dazed head, and looked down at his body.

The situation is much worse than we imagined.

His right arm, from the elbow down, was completely gone; the cut was charred black, and all the tissue had been carbonized by the high temperature.

His chest was in even worse shape; Uriel's soft armor was completely destroyed, and the sunken chest indicated that several sternum bones were broken, and it was uncertain whether the broken bones had pierced his internal organs.

If he hadn't used all his strength at the last moment to shift that punch upwards slightly, raising the epicenter of the explosion a little, his heart would probably have been blown apart by now.

But—he is still alive.

Moreover, under the blessing of the [God of War] state, Su Long could not feel any pain.

Although Su Long was seriously injured, the regenerative power brought by the [God of War] state, combined with the Flesh and Blood Overlord, was frantically repairing his broken body.

As long as the heart is not destroyed, any damage can be repaired.

Large areas of charred dead skin began to peel off, revealing pale bones protruding from the broken ends, and the skeleton rapidly extended forward.

Then, bright red blood vessels and thick muscle fibers wrapped and climbed around the skeleton.

In just a few breaths, a completely intact right arm grew back.

Su Long flexed his fingers, feeling a surge of strength.

Looking up, several dozen meters away, Elena and Byron were besieging Baphomet, who was in a critical condition.

Elena gripped the greatsword, which was integrated with the brass lantern, with both hands. The sacred golden light on the blade shone brightly, and the heavy blade swung wildly, carving deep trenches in the hard, scorched earth, blocking Baphomet's movement space.

Byron stood at the back, a small moon emitting a cool, faint light appearing above his head.

Rays of silvery-white laser light shot out from the moon, striking Baphomet's exposed flesh and blood, tearing the demon's skin and flesh apart.

With a slight thought, Su Long caused the purple-gold flames of destruction to intertwine on his fists once more, reforming the pair of flaming gauntlets.

Then, by connecting with the "Raphael" at his waist, a refreshing liquor immediately flowed into his mouth.

The liquor flowed down the esophagus, transforming into a powerful spiritual force that rushed straight to the head, dispelling the dizziness and drowsiness caused by the recent close-range explosion and restoring clarity to the brain.

Then, Su Long sprayed a mouthful of wine directly onto the flames of his fists.

boom!

The flames surged, and the purplish-gold tail flames shot up several meters high.

At the same time, the cooldown times of [Lapse Domain] and [Shadow Strike] were each reset once, which greatly increased the room for maneuver in the future.

Su Long sneered, his leg muscles tensed completely, and then he stomped heavily on the ground.

He transformed into a fiery afterimage, hurtling towards Baphomet.

The distance quickly closed to ten meters.

The entry 【Flash Shadow】 is activated.

Su Long's body disintegrated into a pile of ashes on the spot.

The next moment, he bypassed Baphomet's blind spot and appeared steadily behind the demon.

Baphomet immediately sensed the threat behind him. His broken demonic body tried to twist and swing his newly grown left arm to fight back.

But Elena, facing it head-on, gave it no chance, her greatsword slashing down with a fierce whistle.

Byron, behind it, manipulated the Moon Wheel, sending several lasers firmly anchored at its joints, forcibly interrupting its movements.

Sulong's attack has arrived.

With his arm muscles bulging high, wearing those heavy, fiery gauntlets that burned to their extreme, he aimed at Baphomet's newly remodeled ram's head and attacked with both hands.

Double fists piercing the ears!

boom!

Two violent forces collided solidly on either side of Baphomet's head.

A burst of purplish-gold flames exploded directly inside its head.

The ugly sheep's head, along with its brain and bones, was completely blasted into powder by the high temperature and impact, leaving not even a slightly larger piece of bone.

Having lost its head, Baphomet's massive demonic body froze in place.

Without any hesitation, Elena gripped the greatsword tightly with both hands, compressing divine light to its maximum on the blade.

Using the momentum, she leaped high into the air and slashed down hard across Baphomet's severed neck.

scoff!

An extremely piercing sound of flesh tearing rang out as the heavy blade cleaved the mangled demonic body vertically in two.

Black blood gushed out like a waterfall.

However, the vitality of an A-level demon is extremely tenacious. Countless thick, dark red blood vessels immediately emerged from the edges of Baphomet's split body.

These blood vessels wriggled wildly, trying to intertwine and stitch themselves back together.

Byron, who was behind, reacted quickly and slashed his own left wrist with the silver dagger in his hand.

A large amount of blood gushed out and, guided by spiritual energy in mid-air, quickly congealed into a mirror.

The lens cut right into the center of Baphomet's cleaved body. The flesh and blood threads that were trying to heal collided with the lens, immediately making a sizzling corrosion sound, blocking any possibility of reconstruction.

Having suffered repeated heavy blows, Baphomet's remaining consciousness could not accept that he had been forced into this situation by three humans who couldn't even expand their domains.

His remaining left hand suddenly rose, and the five sharp demonic claws turned around and ruthlessly pierced into the still-beating black heart in the left half of his body.

As the claws pierced the heart, an extremely terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from the center of the heart.

Baphomet's mangled remains, split in two, began to collapse inward uncontrollably.

The surrounding air, the scorched earth, and even the light were all violently pulled by this gravitational force, forming a small prototype of a black hole.

Seeing the familiar starting stance, Su Long immediately understood his opponent's intention.

This madman is going to escape by self-destructing again!

It wanted to abandon this body, concentrate all its energy and detonate it, taking everyone with it!

Surong yelled, "Elena! Throw the grenade in! Trust me!"

Elena swiftly pulled the three silver-powder concussion grenades from her belt, flicked the pins with her thumb, and hurled them forcefully toward Baphomet's collapsing core.

The three grenades were sucked into the dark gravitational center without any hindrance.

The surrounding suction force grew stronger and stronger, and the wind howled.

Suron, Elena, and Byron's bodies began to slide uncontrollably toward the core of the explosion.

Sulong gripped the ground firmly with both feet, raised his arms, and aimed them at Elena and Byron respectively.

The term "Ruler" is activated!

Two powerful sonic shockwaves shot out from his palms and struck the two men directly in the chest.

This force was controlled so precisely that it propelled them far beyond the core of gravity.

After seeing his teammates off, Su Long was completely unleashed.

The next operation takes very little time, so he must slow down the process as much as possible to increase the margin of error.

With a thought, the [Stagnation Domain] was instantly deployed!

Although it was impossible to completely stop the self-destruction process of the A-level demon, the collapse speed was slowed down by several times, giving him more time for precise control.

Immediately afterwards, he activated bullet time, and the whole world slowed down dramatically in Suron's vision.

Then, Surong removed the flaming gauntlets from his hands and switched to the Revolver Sirius.

The purplish-gold flames of destruction poured wildly into the revolver's cylinder.

Bang bang bang bang!

Six gunshots rang out in a row, and high-explosive shells, trailing bright flames, shot into the slowly collapsing, dark core.

This is not finished.

Su Long opened his mouth, and a thick pillar of sonic fire mixed with violent, world-destroying flames followed and blasted in.

A massive amount of flames and energy were crammed into that unstable collapse point.

The originally invisible and pitch-black core underwent a violent reaction after absorbing the flames and energy.

Suddenly, a dazzling white dot lit up the pitch-black center.

The moment he saw the little white dot appear, Su Long immediately realized that he had succeeded, but he didn't have much time left.

The speed at which the light spot expands has exceeded the suppression limit of the hysteresis field.

Su Long suddenly turned around, bent his knees, and quickly squatted down, clutching his head tightly with both hands.

His back muscles were completely taut, positioning the still-intact "Uriel" directly against the core of the explosion.

At the same time, he mobilized the remaining spiritual energy within his body, attaching a thick layer of world-destroying fire to the surface of the soft armor, forming a purple-gold flame defense layer.

After doing all this, Su Long lowered his body to its lowest point and roared inwardly.

"Uriel, I'm counting on you this time!"

Behind them, the glaring white dot suddenly exploded.

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