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181. Pray!

"Sister Shana!"

Shortly after Lin Yu left the Tokyo area, Shana arrived at the Holy Residence, where the Holy Emperor, having received the report, personally came out to greet her.

"What exactly happened? What was that oppressive force just now?"

Although he didn't know what had happened, the Holy Emperor immediately thought of Lin Yu and Shana, as only these two could influence the entire Tokyo area with their aura.

"Xiaoyu has gone berserk! He's flown to America alone. If it's still possible to pinpoint his location now!"

Shana got straight to the point without beating around the bush, and the Holy Emperor was slightly taken aback, a look of worry appearing in his eyes. But then an old voice rang out from the side.

"Come to the conference room, we've located him."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked forward on his own. Shana never expected that the old man would take the initiative to help. Even the Holy Emperor was stunned for a moment before following him with Shana.

On the way, Shana explained the whole story to the Holy Emperor, and did not hide it from Kikunojo Tendo. Lin Yu had once said that this old man was no longer an enemy. At first, Shana was skeptical, but now it seems that it is true.

"So, Uncle is now traveling alone from Tokyo to America to kill Ayn Rand? How is that even possible! It's too dangerous!"

Upon learning what had happened, the Holy Emperor could hardly believe her ears. She had learned from Shana that Lin Yu wanted to face the powerful United States alone—a fact that seemed almost insane. This was far beyond what an individual could accomplish. As the head of the Tokyo region, she was well aware of the United States' strength. To put it bluntly, the US possessed a superweapon capable of destroying Zodiac Gastrea. Even the Tokyo region had a weapon like the 'Sky Ladder,' so how could the even more powerful United States not have one?

"Hard to believe?"

Shana, on the contrary, gave a sarcastic smile.

"Lin Yu's strength is definitely beyond your imagination, if he really acts recklessly because of the Flame of Sin..."

Shana met the Holy Emperor's gaze with utmost seriousness: "America will be utterly destroyed by him!"

Lin Yu and Xia Na are practically invincible in this world. Given enough time, destroying the world is not an impossible task. Even if the United States has the means to kill Lin Yu, they would have to be able to hit him!

“He was already locked onto by our satellites when he flew over Tokyo.”

Entering the conference room, Kikunojo Tendo said calmly, "Since we were able to locate him, the United States can do the same!"

The Holy Emperor's delicate body trembled. As the head of the Tokyo region, she was very clear about what those words meant.

"In other words, when Uncle actually flies to US territorial waters..."

The usually elegant Holy Emperor frowned, looking worriedly at Lin Yu soaring through the air on the screen.

"He will face a full-scale attack that the United States has been preparing for!"

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"Quickly! Quickly! Quickly! Construct a defensive line immediately!"

Along the American coastline, large numbers of troops began to build fortifications using the terrain, and heavy weapons emerged one after another, almost emptying their entire arsenal.

"Could it be an attack by zodiacal gastrulators? Why are so many troops gathered here!"

This question has appeared in the minds of almost every military. Unlike Japan, the United States, which has completed its unification, has almost the most powerful military force in the world. The army it has gathered is almost the same as the total population of the Tokyo area!

Moreover, various super-powerful weapons were also set up. These were originally super weapons secretly developed by the United States, which, given the right opportunity, could even destroy the vast majority of zodiac gastrulation animals.

On the sea, a massive naval fleet has set sail. The US president has made up his mind to intercept Lin Yu outside the US mainland. The strength Lin Yu has shown is too great. A president who can build such a huge country in ten years is naturally not a fool like Takuto Howaki. After carefully studying Lin Yu's fighting style, he has formulated a series of countermeasures. As long as Lin Yu dares to come, he has absolute confidence that he will not be able to return!

"The naval fleet has set sail!"

Still inside the secret base, the Führer and Ayn Rand both frowned as they watched the massive fleet set sail. The American fleet was far superior to the small fleet in the Tokyo area; it alone dispatched as many as ten carrier strike groups!

Although the leader ordered all troops to assemble at the beginning of Lin Yu's attack, after calming down, he chose to send only a portion of the troops. Lin Yu's wide-range attacks were too terrifying. His ability to freeze even tsunamis was something he couldn't help but be wary of. This war with only one enemy was destined to be different from conventional wars. If Lin Yu had a way to destroy all the fleets in one go, he would have nowhere to cry.

In reality, even though Lin Yu's strength was greatly enhanced due to the Flame of Sin, it would never be ridiculously strong. If it were another world, he would never dare to face a country alone. But this world is different. Here, the power of an individual is insignificant. Even those ranked in the top 100 are only slightly stronger than ordinary people. There is no one who can restrain him. That is why he is so reckless and comes to kill alone.

"Trying to intercept me at sea?"

As Lin Yu flew at high speed, he revealed a disdainful smile. Inland, he might have many limitations, but on this vast sea, it was simply impossible for warships and carrier-based fighter jets to take him down!

Lin Yu swooped down from the sky, his wings flapping and creating huge waves. Some of the seawater mysteriously floated in mid-air, unable to rejoin the sea, and then gradually solidified as Lin Yu smiled.

Click, click, click!

The originally clear seawater became deep as it condensed, gradually turning into black crystal-like crystals that floated around Lin Yu. At this moment, the first formation of more than thirty aircraft was approaching overhead, and guided missiles for precision strikes were flying towards Lin Yu. To these weapons of war, Lin Yu was indeed insignificant, but his wings became the best targets. Coupled with the absolute advantage in numbers, a simple bombardment would be enough to achieve their goal.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless missiles exploded with a deafening roar. Lin Yu seemed to have no intention of dodging at all and was instantly engulfed by the flames of the explosion.

Why didn't you dodge!

In the conference room in Tokyo, the Holy Emperor could not understand why Lin Yu did not flinch in the face of the overwhelming barrage of firepower, until he was engulfed by the flames of the explosion.

"You don't understand his power."

Shana shook her head. The Flame of Sin that Lin Yu possessed was completely different from the Flame of Sin that Seven Sins had used before. The orange flame she had seen at school seemed to have the ability to devour, but this black flame was something that even she found terrifying.

"The conventional forces in this world are ineffective against me and Lin Yu. It's a pipe dream for a super weapon like the Heavenly Ladder to hit us. So, let's pray!"

"I pray that Xiaoyu won't destroy this country because of Tina and the others' deaths!" (To be continued.)

182. It's time to start harvesting!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

More than 30 fighter jets unleashed their firepower without reservation, and even the jets' massive black wingspans, which stretched for thousands of meters, were engulfed by the missile explosions.

"Target hit... How can it still be moving!"

The pilots of the flight formation were reporting the results to their superiors, secretly lamenting how easily the opponent, who had mobilized the entire squadron and was on high alert, had been defeated. However, they soon discovered that the huge, dark wings showed no sign of stopping!

call out!

Lin Yu almost ignored the fighter jets flying overhead, continuing to advance towards the United States at supersonic speed, as if those fighter jets carrying a large number of missiles were just flies, completely disregarding them.

No, perhaps he did not ignore it, because at this moment, countless tiny black crystals, seemingly insignificant in the vast sky, were flying toward them at a terrifying speed!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Each black crystal shattered upon contact with the fighter jet, transforming into a black mist that enveloped the aircraft. After a series of screams, all the incoming fighter jets exploded in the sky, resembling fireworks set off in broad daylight, only at a high price.

"What exactly destroyed our fighter jets?"

The faces of the leader and Ann Rand inside the base were even more grim. Although they had long known that Lin Yu would not be killed by this mere fighter squadron, they never imagined that the other party could destroy all the incoming fighters so easily. They didn't even know what method the other party used.

These armies are the capital for them to control the world in the future. The person who was able to unify the United States in a short time naturally has huge ambitions. Therefore, he cannot let the guarantee of his ambition be lost too much because of one person!

"We've found the reason!"

The manipulated photos on the screen were displayed to the US President and Ayn Rand. These seemingly insignificant black crystals had destroyed an entire squadron of fighter planes, a price that was truly painful to pay.

"Have the fleet launch missiles from a distance for a blanket attack, and avoid getting too close to that monster as much as possible!"

On the massive human fleet, missile silos were opened one after another, and countless missiles rained down on Lin Yu's location. Even a Zodiac Gastrea would probably be blasted into dust under such a dense barrage. After all, no matter how incredible the regenerative ability of Zodiac Gastrea is, there is a limit. Being blown to pieces is useless no matter how strong its regenerative ability is!

"10 minutes left!"

Faced with missiles streaking towards him with orange-red flames, Lin Yu smiled, seemingly unconcerned.

When most of the US fleet simultaneously fired at an area within a one-kilometer radius, even ensuring that the missiles wouldn't collide with each other in flight was a challenge. Such an order was unprecedented, and even in conventional warfare, there would be no situation requiring concentrated fire on such a 'small' area. The power of the explosion almost vaporized a large amount of seawater in that area, creating a foggy scene that even obscured Lin Yu's dark wings.

"Was it successful?"

The US president and Ayn Rand watched the screen nervously. Although such a large number of missiles was a huge loss, it was the best outcome compared to the destruction of a large number of troops.

"Will Uncle be alright?"

Even with Shana's assurance, as a person of this world, the Holy Emperor really couldn't imagine how much chance one person could have of winning against an almost overwhelming human army. Watching Lin Yu being engulfed by artillery fire, she could only anxiously watch from the conference room.

"I should have thought of that sooner."

Shana stared at the screen, lost in thought.

"What?" The Holy Emperor was slightly taken aback and asked.

"I had been wondering why Xiaoyu could have been faster but kept moving at this speed. It seems he hasn't lost his mind after all, he even took this into account."

Shana's words left the Holy Emperor even more confused.

"Xiaoyu is able to recover all her strength at midnight every day."

"Now……"

"Time's up."

The pervasive fog seemed to freeze for a moment before being violently dispersed by an even stronger gale, turning the once bright sea into a somber scene.

"Restore one's own power?"

The Holy Emperor stared in astonishment at the suddenly changed atmosphere on the screen. The absence of any sound made her feel a tightness in her chest, as if some ancient beast was awakening.

"The reason Xiaoyu flew to America at such a speed was because he calculated that he would arrive at this time, so that the energy consumed along the way could be fully replenished. However, this also..."

Shana looked at the screen with some worry. She didn't voice all her guesses. If Lin Yu only wanted revenge on Ayn Rand, there was no need for this. But since he had calculated that he would regain his strength near the American coastline, it meant one thing—he wanted to force Ayn Rand to show herself in the most barbaric way, even at the cost of destroying the entire United States!