Chapter 362: Downfall

Unable to intercept, unable to resist.

The high-explosive accelerated by telekinesis struck as precisely as a missile, swiftly shooting into every position.

No time to turn the interception fire net.

With emotions out of control, everyone instinctively poured their bullets into the sky.

The high-speed shot explosives fell like black rain from the sky.

But in the instant they fell, the raindrops turned into a violent tsunami.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The earth trembled.

The high-explosive that intruded the rocket position instantly exploded, orange-red firelight rose, turning into merciless fireballs that melted metal.

The blast's air formed a ring-shaped shockwave, tearing the surrounding soldiers to pieces.

The missile launch platform weighing dozens of tons tumbled like a plastic toy in the continuous explosions.

In just two seconds, the fully prepared anti-aircraft position turned into a hellish sea of fire.

Shrieks, wails.

Shrapnel from the explosion sliced off half of a soldier's head, and the molten iron, dissolved by extreme heat, scalded bodies to death like lava.

In the sky-filling gray-brown dust mist, firelight flickered.

Under the empowerment of the Celestial Human Form, the mental lock of the Judgment Eye reached its peak.

The scattered thousand-ton high explosives precisely destroyed the anti-aircraft position, while the remaining explosives fell into the ammunition depot.

The deafening explosion never ceased.

The ammunition depot detonated by the explosives continuously shot up towering flames, each blast destroying the soldiers' sanity.

A higher-ranking commander dazedly climbed up from the rubble.

Ash-covered and dirt-streaked, flying shrapnel gouged his cheeks, and the lens on his nose bridge cracked halfway.

Quite lucky, as an officer running commands, he wasn't actually blown up as a primary target.

He looked around; broken walls and ruins.

An arm hung from the destroyed anti-aircraft gun, not knowing whose, while only half a body remained, crawling on the ground.

Everything before him resembled a hellish scene.

Under the intense successive explosions, the ultra-high-decibel blast damaged his hearing.

His head buzzed.

Faintly, the groans and explosion sounds at his ear sounded like dying moans.

Who am I?

Where am I?

How did I end up in... hell?

Heavy breathing echoed in his mind; he staggered a few steps, then looked up at the sky.

The sunlight was blinding.

Under the scorching sun, a man with a longsword on his back flew through the air, as if searching for something.

The man had his back to the sun, his face shrouded in shadow, like a deity from myth patrolling the earth.

Open fire... sword net... explosion... destruction...

One shocking image after another flashed through the commander's mind.

Fear, trembling.

He remembered.

One minute ago, that man destroyed everything of Koruel.

"Superior Officer!"

"Superior Officer!!"

Their voices choked with tears, a few fortunate soldiers who weren't blown up scrambled from the ground to his side; the soldier with a severed arm had eyes full of terror.

"Surrender! Let's surrender...!"

"I don't want to fight..."

The soldier, filled with dread, glanced back at the figure in the sky; his expression was panicked and uneasy.

The remaining few hoarsely shook their superior officer; their fighting spirit had been completely destroyed.

How can we still fight?

As far as the eye could see, everything was ruins.

In one minute, the entire anti-aircraft position of Koruel was completely destroyed.

The anti-aircraft machine gun was blocked like a spray of water by several alloy longswords.

They didn't even get a clear look before the hellish sea-of-fire explosion destroyed the entire unit.

Seeing the fear on the soldiers' faces, the commander couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

Yeah, we can't fight.

Before, he thought the footage was just fake, and for that he had mocked Bolaka for being so foolish.

But when he truly saw it with his own eyes...

No, after facing it all in person.

He began to understand why the roaring, tsunami-like shouts in the video were what they were.

A deity, or perhaps a demon.

Either way.

The person walking in the void is not something that these ordinary people of oneself can resist.

So-called technology, so-called artillery, are nothing but a joke.

Without hesitation, his throat being torn knelt on the ground.

Surrender!

We surrender!!!

Under the impetus of the remaining soldiers, the fortunate surviving peripheral troops anxiously looked around.

No one dared to fight anymore.

If the enemy's firepower is fierce, or their numbers are many, they still have a hope of putting up a fight.

But.

The opponent is not human...

They see no possibility of resistance at all.

First a few, then a patch, then a group.

Black and pressing, the army units that clearly still retained full combat strength followed the crowd and knelt on the ground; they hurriedly put down their weapons, and no one dared to look up at the sky.

Surrender!

We surrender!!

Unlike the fervent shouts of Bolaka, the mountain-like pleas for mercy pierced the clouds.

Outside the city, the various forces watching this 'performance' stood frozen like statues.

It was too fast; everything happened too fast.

From Lin An's move to the end, the whole process took no more than a minute.

Or rather, 10 seconds.

Within that minute, 50 seconds were spent amid deafening explosions.

The anti-aircraft forces of four formations, over fifty thousand soldiers, thus died ridiculously amidst the sky‑filled fire.

The 'remaining' six‑hundred‑thousand‑strong army, no one dared to fight anymore.

This just...

Is it over?

The reconnaissance officers of other forces holding recording devices, at a loss, listened to the waves of surrender voices coming from Korel City.

For the first time, he felt this world was very strange.

At the same time, the leaders of all forces stared, eyes wide with shock, at the transmitted images.

They could neither believe nor comprehend what had happened.

Could the broadcast be broken...

Are they... showing a movie?

Dry mouth.

Ridiculous, the helpless questions uttered by the faction leaders showed they could not believe this all happened just like that.

On the positions outside Korel City, some reconnaissance officers instinctively drew closer to each other, as if only numbers could bring a sense of safety.

Gulp.

Swallowing saliva.

The small‑force representative holding a telescope, dazed, asked the nearby forces:

Korel has surrendered, that...

Existence? Should it spare them?

What... should we do?

So bewildered, so unreal.

No one answered his question; everyone waited anxiously for the end of this 'war' or rather massacre.

He probably won't strike again...

After a moment, a man wearing a headscarf gave a bitter smile and gazed reverently at the black dot in the sky.

Korel will no longer resist; they dare not.

This existence will likely annex Korel, just as it did Bolaka and Troy.

Think it over well, consider whether we should...

Before his words finished, a cold proclamation suddenly came from the sky:

Surrender is invalid.

I have already given you a chance.

The voice was vast; with the full spread of mental power, Lin An's voice echoed throughout the city.

What!?

Countless cries of shock.

In everyone's disbelief, a cloud‑burst bomb the size of half a building fell to the ground, surrounded by a sword net.

Boom!!!!

A huge mushroom cloud rose, blocking the sky and sun.

The Amoeba Worm World's strongest strategic weapon detonated in Korel's core.

The earth trembled, all things wailed.

Korel, destroyed.