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Lin Feng raised his hand, spread his fingers, and pointed his palm downwards toward the sea.

The blood and qi surged down from the palm, directly locking down the deepest ocean currents.

"turn."

Lin Feng raised his wrist upwards.

The sea, which had been calm just moments before, suddenly became turbulent without warning.

The undercurrents on the seabed were forcibly reversed, and tens of millions of tons of seawater were pulled up from the ground by the force of the star core, forming a water wall a thousand meters high.

"Boom!"

A giant wave crashed down.

The heavy frigate, costing billions, is so fragile under water pressure that it's less than cardboard.

The ship was snapped in half, and the three steel behemoths were plunged upside down into the whirlpool, making a few big bubbles before disappearing completely from the sea surface in the blink of an eye.

Richard stared dumbfounded at the three green dots that had disappeared from the holographic screen, completely stunned in front of the control panel.

"Is this guy a martial artist?"

Richard grabbed his adjutant by the collar. "You're telling me this is something a human being would do?"

The adjutant's legs were shaking so badly he could barely stand. Pointing below the deck, he stammered, "Commander, there's another mech squadron in the lower deck... should we...?"

"Release them! Release them all!" Richard shoved his adjutant aside. "If we don't kill him today, none of us are leaving!"

The heavy-duty elevators on the aircraft carrier deck are operating at high speed.

Three hundred paladins clad in exoskeleton armor surged onto the deck, wielding high-frequency vibration swords.

More than a dozen heavy combat mechs followed behind, eyeing Lin Feng in the sky.

Lin Feng hovered in mid-air, glancing down at the vast crowd below.

He tilted his head and looked up.

The Nether Dragon poked its large head out from the clouds, looking down impatiently.

"Burn it all, don't leave any ashes," Lin Feng said.

The Nether Dragon had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

A hundred-meter-long dragon descended from the sky, its gaping maw opening wide, and its breath swept down onto the aircraft carrier deck.

The three hundred paladins below had just raised their high-frequency swords above their heads.

The intense heat hit them directly.

There was no struggle.

The man and his exoskeleton armor were burned to ashes.

In just a few seconds, the deck, which had been bustling with people, was now nothing but a pool of bubbling liquid.

Richard has gone completely insane.

He knew he'd met his match today; there was no way he could run away.

He ripped open his silver armor, revealing a disc embedded in his chest.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Richard's eyes were bloodshot as he slammed his fist onto the disc.

This is a desperate weapon that the Western coalition parliament equipped its top commanders with.

Portable fusion pulse bomb.

This thing costs as much as an entire aircraft carrier battle group, and its power is enough to flatten a city.

The disc exploded in a burst of white light.

A devastating impact slammed into Lin Feng's chest.

"Die!"

Richard burst into laughter amidst the bright light. "Nobody can withstand a fusion pulse! Not you!"

The white light remained in mid-air for a full thirty seconds.

The seawater around the deck was evaporated by the high temperature, creating a large vacuum zone and a thick white fog.

Richard was breathing heavily, staring intently at the center of the white fog.

The sea breeze dispersed the white fog.

Lin Feng stood still, without moving an inch.

"Is this the cutting-edge technology you're so proud of?"

Lin Feng looked at Richard with a mocking gaze, "Are you trying to light my cigarette with a giant lighter?"

Richard's face turned bright red.

thump.

Richard's knees buckled and his head banged against the ground.

"Grandpa Lin... Grandpa Lin!"

"Don't kill me! This is the council's decision; I'm just a soldier following orders! Spare my life; I'm useful to you!"

Lin Feng landed on the deck and looked down at Richard.

"Are you useful? Tell me about it."

"I can go back and be your inside man! I know all the Western Union Parliament's weapon deployments and the coordinates of its underground bunkers!"

Richard abandoned all moral boundaries in order to save his life.

"There are still 20,000 tons of top-grade spirit stones in the council's treasury! I can find a way to get them for you! I'm willing to be your dog!"

"Oh." Lin Feng pointed the tip of his gun and directly pried open Richard's chin. "The offer is quite tempting."

A glimmer of hope ignited in Richard's eyes: "Just let me go..."

puff.

The gun tip pierced Richard's head.

"Unfortunately, I won't take Westerners as my dogs."

With a flick of his wrist, Lin Feng turned Richard into a handful of black ash in the blink of an eye, which was then scattered clean by the sea breeze.

The remaining officers and operators in the aircraft carrier's control room were all lying on the ground, their crotches soaked with sweat, and they didn't even have the courage to look outside.

Lin Feng looked up and glanced at the sky.

He flipped over and leaped onto the back of the Nether Dragon.

"The Western Joint Parliament, is that right?"

"Let's go visit their hometown. If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll really think our Dragon Kingdom has no one left."

The Nether Dragon let out a deafening roar, and sonic boom clouds exploded one after another in the sky.

A man and a dragon soared straight into the western sky.

The central city of the western continent.

This is the headquarters of the Western Union Parliament.

Beneath the massive circular conference building lies a nuclear-grade underground bunker, 500 meters deep.

At this moment.

Western leaders have watched the entire footage of the East China Sea, and they are all pale with shock.

"All gone?"

A blond congressman slumped in a chair, his hands trembling.

"That idiot Richard! Who told him to mess with Raymond Lam!" Another person slammed his hand on the table, shifting the blame directly.

"What's the point of saying all this now!"

The speaker, standing at the very front of the long table, was drenched in sweat: "Lin Feng's strength has exceeded the limits of the data model. Our anti-blood energy field generator is completely ineffective against him!"

Just as they were passing the buck to each other.

High above the city center.

Lin Feng stood on the back of the Nether Dragon, looking down at the bustling city below.

"Trying to hide underground like a coward, huh?" Lin Feng scoffed.

He stepped off the dragon's back and was suspended 10,000 meters in the air.

His vital energy surged wildly from his body, turning half the sky a purplish-gold color.

"Give it to me, press it down!" Lin Feng pressed down with both hands.

boom!

The terrifying pressure of the Star Core Realm descended from the sky, crashing directly towards the central city.

In the bunker conference room 500 meters underground.

The speaker had just picked up his water glass when he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.

"Snap!"

Dozens of members of parliament were pressed to the ground by this invisible force, unable to even lift their heads.

Several civilian officials with weaker constitutions coughed up blood on the spot.

The speaker hasn't grasped the current situation yet.

"What exactly is going on?"

next second.

boom!

The nuclear-grade bunker was forcibly torn open.

A figure walked in.

"You guys really kept it well hidden."