The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

At this moment, the word "only" can express what the commander is thinking!

In the distance, at the starting point of the icicle, the source of freezing, the obsidian-like muscles had completely atrophied, and Sakai Akito, whose body was emaciated and only a skeleton was left, dragged a long sword and controlled the wind to lift up his body!

Slowly flew towards the fleet!

The commander who discovered this scene frantically pressed the button in front of him, trying to drive the target away with artillery fire!

But... the gun barrels that were supposed to launch missiles didn't move at all. While the ice was freezing the fleet, it also froze the gun barrels of all the ships!

"It's over..."

The commander, realizing he couldn't attack no matter what, slumped in his chair with a dejected look on his face. It was over. They were now lambs to be slaughtered.

"Zizizi... can you hear it?"

In the control room, an electronic sound came from the communicator. When the ship was frozen, it seemed that the communicator was not damaged.

"Please answer if you hear me."

"I can hear you! I can hear you!"

As if he had grasped the last straw, the commander replied hurriedly!

Maybe there is a solution above, and he may not have to die here.

"We will remember all the members of the Maritime Self-Defense Force who died in the line of duty!"

"Feel sorry!"

"Repeat the order. We will remember all the members of the Maritime Self-Defense Force who died in the line of duty!"

"Feel sorry……"

The voice in the communicator disappeared, and along with it the commander's last hope!

"..."

There is no way to escape because the ship has been frozen on the sea. How far can they escape along the ice? No matter how far they escape, can they escape the monster?

Akito Sakai, carried by the wind, has gradually approached the fleet. At this moment, the operators on other warships found that they were completely unable to escape by using the ships.

They jumped onto the ice, hoping to escape.

And at this moment, in the distant sky, a C-130 transport plane was slowly flying over.

Guided by the Global Positioning System and dropped by parachute, it is called the Mother of All Bombs and weighs about 9.5 tons. It is the largest non-nuclear bomb ever used in any war by the United States.

The island cabinet, no longer able to fight back, finally resorted to this method and asked America for help, spending a huge price to purchase the GBU-43/B.

Although America agreed to the sale, it added a requirement that the missiles must be dropped by their military personnel and they had the final say on when to drop the missiles.

Until this moment, this large air-blast bomb with a length of 30 feet, a diameter of 40.5 inches, a weight of 9.5 tons, and a shock wave radius of 450 feet appeared here.

A moment later, a bomb carried by a parachute slowly fell from the sky. The operator who was escaping on the ice saw it, and the demon who was about to kill the operator to gain energy also saw it!

Then, a burst of scorching light appeared!

"boom!!!"

A huge roar was heard, and the flames that came out were more dazzling than the sun in the sky. A huge vacuum crater with a diameter of hundreds of meters appeared above the sea level.

"puff!"

The surrounding sea water flowed back, making a loud noise. After a few seconds, the huge hole was filled with sea water!

The frozen ice completely disappeared, and the evaporating seawater turned into water vapor in the air.

The explosion could be felt several kilometers away, and the huge waves stirred up on the sea surface at the explosion site were more than ten meters high, spreading in all directions!

Huge waves hit the shore base and port, destroying most of the buildings!

The fleet that was originally at the bomb site was completely turned into garbage on the sea surface. Only a few corpses escaped and were still floating on the sea!

And the demon with the knife is nowhere to be seen anymore!

Chapter 155 and!

Port, coastal defense force base.

The Maritime Self-Defense Force's third-class lieutenant, or major, who received the evacuation notice in advance and returned here only after the huge waves had completely subsided, was staring in a daze at the coastal defense base destroyed by the huge waves.

It was a good base in the first half of the time, but turned into ruins in the second half.

I don’t know whether this is the power of nature or the power of human weapons of war.

But this did not make the major feel sad. After all, the base was just a building. If it was destroyed, he could just rebuild it. What really made the major confused was.

His colleague, the commander of the Izumo-class frigate, a distinguished major general, died in the bomb along with the fleet.

There might not even be a complete body left. With a bomb weighing tons, it would be considered good luck to have a partial body left.

Even the death of a rabbit makes the fox mourn, let alone them who are also human beings and soldiers.

The world is no longer the same as it used to be. Nowadays, their lives are no longer guaranteed. A cruel supernatural appeared today, will it appear again tomorrow?

No one can guarantee that they don't have the same power, so they can only deal with these monsters by dying together. Killing one enemy will result in tens of thousands of casualties!

The national cabinet also understands this truth. In order to get rid of this situation as soon as possible, it can only study and develop from its dead enemies.

As the saying goes, our enemies and I share the same origin!

We don't have supernatural powers, so we can study dead supernatural beings and develop our own powers.

The major who was sent back also had the mission of salvaging. After the explosion subsided, he would go to the sea area where the explosion occurred to salvage any supernatural corpses and weapons that might have remained!

Even more than one sample of the seawater from that area had to be brought back just to find out something.

It's time to restart the laboratory at the Yokosuka military base.

Perhaps America gained a huge amount of benefits, or perhaps it felt that the island nation was too pitiful, so it generously did not ask them for the research materials!

Although the more likely reason is that America's new research goals are already understaffed and it cannot spare the extra energy to launch a new research goal.

They have so many vampires that they haven't studied thoroughly yet, so where do they find the time to study this new supernatural thing? It would be better to let the island countries study it first.

Maybe we can figure out something, and then they can ask for it in a tactful way.

………………

In the explosion area, debris is floating on the sea surface.

More than ten salvage ships are surrounding this sea area, and hundreds of salvage workers are constantly diving and floating up.

Or they could use a salvage ship to directly scoop up a large pile of debris with a net, and then slowly sort out the useful items from it.

Armed men with weapons across their bodies stood on the salvage boat, monitoring the group of salvage workers to prevent any of them from secretly hiding the salvaged items.

Outside these salvage ships, urgently dispatched warships are constantly patrolling to prevent spies from other countries from sneaking in.

Especially Lucia who lives near this area. Although they are called woolly bears, woolly bears are not as rude as they seem. When necessary, they can also become insidious and cunning thieves!

It was a huge price to pay. If the spoils were stolen, it would be really frustrating. The warships that were urgently dispatched surrounded the area tightly.

Not even a seagull could fly in, and to their tense eyes, they thought those seagulls might be animal spies from other countries!

And in this serious and tense environment, in the very center of the explosion sea area, a long and narrow wooden boat was quietly lying there.

A young man wearing a floral shirt and casual shorts, holding a fishing rod, wearing sunglasses and a straw hat, was taking a nap on a rickety recliner.

"puff!"

The float on the sea surface suddenly moved, as if a fish touched the bait.

After a few seconds, the light fishing line was suddenly tightened and a fish was hooked.

The tension of the fishing line pulled the fishing rod, and the young man holding the fishing rod was also awakened by the movement of the fish.

"Took the bait?"

Blinking his sleepy eyes, Shenkong's hand holding the fishing rod trembled slightly, and a hidden force was transmitted along the fishing rod to the fishing line, and then along the fishing line to the fish that bit the hook.

After seeing that the fish that had bitten the hook was not moving, Shenkong slowly turned the reel, tightened the fishing line, and at the same time pulled up the stunned fish.

"Oh, it's actually a pond fish king. I didn't expect I was so lucky."

The pond fish king is a fish native to the island nation of Honshu near Tokyo Bay. It is available all year round and is plump and has seeds from June to August.

Not only that, the pond fish king is a delicate creature that dies immediately after leaving the water. It has no fishy smell, a smooth texture and a crisp taste.

The stunned pond fish king was three or four times larger than the average pond fish king, and its scales were crystal clear.

"Tsk tsk, it's worthy of being a fish infected by the demon sword. Even its scales have become more beautiful. Maybe even the taste will be improved by several levels!"

As he said this, Shenkong picked up the king fish in the pond and pulled out a small piece of iron from the fish's back. The iron piece was about one centimeter long and was faintly flashing an azure light in the sunlight.

He casually threw the fish into a fish bucket that was half filled with sea water. A broken knife decorated with azure crystals was quietly placed inside.

One of Otakemaru's demon swords had been shattered into pieces by the power of the Mother of Bombs.

But Shinkong didn't want this sword to disappear in such a dismal way. The story of Sakai Akito has ended, but the story of this sword is not over yet.

Under Shenkong's control, the broken demon sword was instantly condensed back, but only the handle and the half of the blade connected to the handle were restored to their original state.

Shenkong did not condense the fragments of the demon sword from the tip to the center of the blade, but allowed them to merge with the creatures in the ocean.

After all, isn't it a little unfair that only humans can acquire supernatural powers?

Looking at the small piece of blade fragment in his hand and the king fish in the pond that he had just caught, Shenkong decided to strengthen the broken blade fragment.

Otherwise, it would be too weak to just have the ability to control celestial phenomena, and it would be scattered at that.

"Pfft!"

He casually threw the small blade in his hand into the sea, and Shenkong picked up the half-broken sword in the fish bucket.

This half of the demon sword still did not become stronger. Although it was broken, the power it possessed was not weak.

After all, in terms of the degree of fusion of the world, the demon sword is the number one supernatural item fused, and its power has long been enhanced to a terrifying level.

The break just happened to fit Shenkong's idea. If it hadn't happened, Shenkong would have to personally lower the power of the demon sword. Too much power would not be fun at all.

Let the world become weird little by little. If it is too violent, the world will cry.

As for this half-broken sword with a handle...

Shenkong looked around at the operators who were working hard to salvage the goods, and decided to give them a little treat considering how hard they worked.

"But... you should have died. Forget it. I won't exploit you anymore. Just go down and accompany your wife. Your story is over."

Shen Kong grabbed the half-broken magic sword and took out a ball of blue gas with his bare hands.

The gas sometimes condenses and sometimes disperses, as if it has its own consciousness, and Akito Sakai's soul, or his consciousness, is in it.

With a casual wave of Shenkong's hand, the blue gas containing Sakai Akito's consciousness evaporated and dissipated into the air.

And Akito Sakai only truly died at this moment.

As for whether consciousness is a soul, Shen Kong doesn't know. He is just a pleasure monster behind the scenes, so he is too lazy to think about this philosophical question.

"Pfft!"

With a casual throw, the half of the magic sword that contained the demon fell into the sea.

After stretching, putting on a new bait and placing the fishing rod, Shenkong lazily lay down on the recliner again.

You know what, this sunshine is quite comfortable.

………………

"found it!"

A moment later, the salvager who went into the sea to salvage the wreckage floated to the surface holding half of the broken sword.

He pulled down the diving mask on his face and shouted excitedly towards the boat, while the broken sword flashed a blue light in the sun!

Chapter 156 New Life!

Deep under the sea, a piece of knife tip that was the same dark blue color as the sea water was slowly sinking toward the bottom of the sea.

As the largest piece of debris and the tip of a knife, it naturally cannot be like those small fragments, which just find a small fish or shrimp to attach themselves to.

It is a fragment of a demon sword with aspirations and ideals. If it wants to possess something, it naturally has to find the largest and strongest creature.

"Woo~"