Chapter 112: The Descent of Nuclear Bombs
Neon tropolis, Dragon Nation Embassy of the Longxi Republic.
The blue light screen produced by the ring was like an inverted giant bowl, enveloping the entire embassy within it.
Inside the light screen, everyone was squeezed together, their faces tense as they looked outside.
Outside were countless believers and Holy Crusaders, because all of the embassy’s defensive personnel had crowded into the light screen.
Thus, at this mont the embassy was already completely undefended. Those believers and Holy Crusaders quickly fanatically broke through the embassy gates and lunged toward the people inside the light screen.
But to the people inside the light screen at this mont, the shouting and attacks of those outside had already beco utterly insignificant before the blue light screen ford by the Ring of Absolute Defense.
The reason their expressions were tense was only because several streaks of teors had appeared on the horizon.
Those teors dragged long trails of fla, like the spears of divine judgnt, piercing the firmant.
None of them except Chen Mo had ever experienced the power of this ring. Therefore, they had no confidence as to whether this thin light screen could withstand a nuclear strike. They could only instinctively believe in Chen Mo, and believe in the nation.
……
At this mont, Neon tropolis, atop Tokyo Tower.
Asahara Shoko was sitting upright upon his godly throne forged entirely of pure gold.
Before him, Sano Manatsu had been tightly bound and thrown onto the ground.
Asahara Shoko stood up and walked before Sano Manatsu, extending one hand to lift her by the neck, as if lifting a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
Sano Manatsu’s limbs hung limply. Those eyes of hers that were always half-asleep were now filled with terror and the agony of suffocation.
“Cough… cough cough…”
“Let… let go…”
“Let go?”
Asahara Shoko laughed, laughing with incomparable cruelty.
“My people!”
Holding Sano Manatsu, Asahara Shoko walked before the cara. His voice spread through the broadcast, reaching the entire Neon Nation.
“I am your god!”
“And this woman is a heretic who attempted to blasphe the divine!”
He raised Sano Manatsu in his hand.
“Now, I shall execute this heretic before everyone!”
“Thus proclaiming the victory of god!”
Then, Asahara Shoko suddenly tightened his fingers.
Sano Manatsu’s throat let out a “gurgling” sound.
At that mont.
Several teors suddenly appeared at the horizon.
Asahara Shoko froze for a mont.
He subconsciously raised his head.
At the final instant before death, Sano Manatsu also struggled to roll her eyes, looking toward the sky.
Then, her eyes abruptly widened, her pupils reflecting countless teors at the horizon dragging long flaming tails.
One, two, ten…
Countless dazzling teors, dragging long, crimson tails of fla, pierced through the heavy cloud layers.
They carried shrill howls, carrying the aura of destruction.
From the nine heavens above, they fell into the mortal world.
However, Asahara Shoko’s eyes, radiating golden light, suddenly locked onto the horizon.
He clearly saw that those countless teors were not teors at all.
They were nuclear bombs!
“Th-this… what is this?!”
The smile on Asahara Shoko’s face froze.
He abruptly loosened his grip on Sano Manatsu’s neck, which he had already crushed to death.
Sano Manatsu’s body collapsed limply to the ground.
She died amid the most brilliant fireworks.
【Player 【Preacher】 killed Player 【Dream Taker】】
【Current remaining players: 5】
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But at this mont, Asahara Shoko had no attention to spare for Sano Manatsu. His pupils shrank to the extre.
As a Transcendent, his instincts went into a frenzied alarm in that instant.
“Missiles… nuclear bombs?!”
Asahara Shoko’s voice changed pitch, becoming shrill and terrified.
“These lunatics!”
“How dare they?!”
“This is the capital with more than ten million people!”
“To kill , they actually want to drag the entire city to be buried with ?!”
“No… no!!!”
“I am a god! I am immortal!”
“Mortal weapons cannot kill !”
Asahara Shoko roared hysterically.
His hands waved wildly.
Buzz—
The white light barrier around his body was driven to its absolute limit.
The faith of countless believers transford into the purest energy, pouring into the light barrier.
The barrier beca thick and solid, like tangible crystal.
……
“Rumble—!!!”
The sky was torn apart.
The earth trembled.
The first nuclear bomb detonated in midair five hundred ters above the ground.
An artificial sun rose above Neon tropolis.
Blinding white light instantly drowned all color between heaven and earth.
It was light ten thousand tis stronger than the midday sun.
All who directly faced this light had their retinas burned out in an instant, becoming blind.
Imdiately after, temperatures of tens of millions of degrees spread outward at the speed of light.
Steel instantly vaporized.
Concrete instantly disintegrated.
Human bodies instantly carbonized.
The entire Imperial Palace Plaza, within 0.01 seconds, turned into a gigantic furnace.
Those believers who were still praying, those Divine Guards still brandishing weapons—
They did not even have ti to scream.
They vanished directly from this world.
Leaving only black silhouettes on the ground.
That was the only proof they had ever existed.
Then ca—
The second.
The third.
The fourth.
Countless more.
Nuclear warheads rained down like a storm, precisely striking every corner of the Neon Archipelago.
In that instant, the entire Neon Archipelago seed to be ignited by countless suns simultaneously.
Blinding white light instantly swallowed everything.
Light.
Pure light.
Turning everything into nothingness.
Then, massive mushroom clouds rose into the sky, shooting straight into the stratosphere.
The shockwaves swept across everything.
The entire Neon Island trembled, groaned, and collapsed under this world-destroying force.
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Inside the embassy.
The blue defensive barrier trembled violently under the impact of the nuclear blasts.
The entire embassy was like a small boat amid a violent storm, teetering within raging waves.
The people inside the embassy clung tightly together, their faces pale as paper.
Through the defensive barrier, they watched the hellish scene outside.
Countless enormous mushroom clouds blood one after another above the Neon Archipelago.
The entire world turned into blinding white.
The earth wailed.
The sky wept.
Death spread everywhere.
That was humanity’s most powerful weapon, delivering an unfeeling judgnt upon a nation!
Chen Mo stared at the hellish scene before him, feeling the violent tremors of the defensive barrier.
He turned his head to look at Tsuchimikado Rin.
He saw Tsuchimikado Rin gazing at those teors falling from the sky. On that cool, detached face of hers, there was no expression at all.
No fear, no sorrow, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.
It was as if she were watching an utterly insignificant fireworks display.
“Rin.”
“Facing countless nuclear bombs, destroying your own country, killing your own compatriots.”
Chen Mo’s voice was sowhat hoarse. “That is your country.”
“Those are your compatriots.”
“Don’t you feel sad?”
Tsuchimikado Rin’s face still showed no expression.
Her gaze was cold and calm, as though she were watching a farce unrelated to herself.
“Sad?”
She gave a soft laugh, her voice tinged with mockery.
“Why should I be sad?”
“Look at those cult believers.”
“They are ignorant, fanatical, selfish, and cruel.”
“For so-called immortality, they can sell out their neighbors, they can murder their own relatives.”
“They place a swindler upon a divine altar and worship a demon as a savior.”
“Such a filthy country, filled with cults and deception.”
“Such compatriots, so ignorant that they willingly sink into degeneration.”
A trace of pleasure flashed through Tsuchimikado Rin’s eyes.
“They should have been destroyed long ago.”
“Rather than struggling in a rotting quagmire, it is better to be purified in raging flas.”
“Nuclear bombs are the best purification for them.”
Chen Mo looked at her and fell silent.
He could not refute her.
In this mad world, perhaps death truly was the only release.
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