Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 903: 386 The Might of the Heavenly King, The Strike

Chapter 903: Chapter 386 The Might of the Heavenly King, The Strike of the Demon God

Under the cover of night, a missile over two hundred kiloters high, asuring over a hundred ters long and more than ten ters in diater, flew at a speed more than twenty tis the speed of sound.

The gold-blue firelight erupting from the rear of the missile stretched for hundreds of ters, the powerful speed dissipating the wind, forming rings of transparent shockwaves in front of it.

Yet with such terrifying speed, the long-range missile, capable of striking over ten thousand kiloters away, did not make much noise.

Runes on the missile’s surface, designed to mute sound and reduce air resistance, flickered continuously, making it resemble a ghost streaking across the sky, tail aglow.

And as it traveled, this ghost subtly adjusted its trajectory, preemptively avoiding dangerous forbidden zones thousands of kiloters ahead.

In just over twenty minutes since its launch from Heavenly Abyss City, the hydrogen bomb drew near the Volcano Cluster. Suddenly, the missile adjusted the flas at its rear, nose-diving, and in the blink of an eye plunged through the thick dark clouds with terrifying speed.

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As the clouds at an altitude of ten thousand ters dispersed, pierced by a hollow several hundred ters wide, the Lava Giant King on the altar reacted instantly.

In an instant, the Lava Giant King’s eyes underwent a dramatic change, revealing horror and desperation, for it had heard the Demon King Marshal describe such a destruction weapon of the Human Race.

It had thought itself safe hiding behind the frontline, gathering the Earth’s magma to launch its attacks, but now…

“Run!”

Boom! A roar erupted as the Lava Giant King’s body burst into dazzling flas, creating a scorching domain that enveloped its surroundings, sweeping up into the sky in a flurry of flas.

It intended to intercept the destruction weapon, to buy ti for its tribe to escape.

Just as the Lava Giant King reached several thousand ters into the sky, punching the air and sending rings of fire toward the descending missile, the missile suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Boom! A fireball ten kiloters in diater appeared high in the sky.

At that mont, heaven and earth lost their color, all sound was lost, leaving only the fireball, reminiscent of a miniature star, shining brightly, releasing a wave of fusion heat and pressure that destroyed everything.

The domain around the Lava Giant King, first in line for the impact, disintegrated, and its solid form lted away at a visible rate, disintegrating and devoured by the fiery orb.

Roar, roar, roar!!

In the Magma Fire Sea, tens of thousands of Lava Giants, with strengths starting from the Sixth-level Heaven, mostly at Seventh Layer Heaven strength, roared in despair, their bodies collapsing and mixing with endless magma as they were thrown in all directions.

Volcanoes within tens of kiloters collapsed under the close-range pressure, and even those farther away shook vigorously as magma pillars erupted, driven by the nuclear explosion.

The dark cloud of volcanic ash that lood over hundreds of kiloters in the sky dispersed instantly, the dazzling light visible within a 1,000-kiloter radius, illuminating half the sky.

The terrifying hydrogen bomb explosion ford a mushroom cloud sixty kiloters in diater and over a hundred kiloters tall in the high altitude, while the explosive roar was earth-shattering, echoing endlessly.

At this mont, within a thousand-kiloter radius, many of the Purgatory Demon Race and Vassal Race Legions looked towards the direction of the nuclear explosion in shock.

Including Alex, who was more than eleven hundred kiloters away and clearly felt the tremors from the ground beneath his feet, his expression grave as he looked towards the distant horizon.

Thanks to the ‘flattened’ land and his terrifying vision, he too saw the giant fireball twinkling at the edge of the sky, the destructive energy fluctuation still palpable, even separated by a thousand kiloters, causing his heart to tremble.

Alex slowly spoke, “The Human Race’s destruction weapon!”

Boom! The earth within a hundred ters shattered, and Alex’s figure beca a black streak of light that shot upwards into the sky.

In the air, Alex unfolded a pair of bat-like dark golden wings behind him, flapping slightly, imdiately his speed skyrocketed, resembling a streak of black gold light traversing the sky.

And just as Alex flew toward the direction of the explosion, a Nine-heads Dark Giant Beast, kiloters long, also rose up from the ground tens of kiloters behind him, pursuing with a tornado-worthy blast of air.

This Mid-Mythical Stage Nine-heads Giant Beast was Alex’s bodyguard.

Being a true descendant of the Demon God, its status was exceedingly noble. It had co here to ‘experience,’ to get a feel for the atmosphere of a typical Civilization War.

“Whew! Worthy of being a hydrogen bomb fused with Crystal Energy, the power is too strong!” Standing at the mouth of a volcano, half-collapsed, spewing and flowing with Scorching Magma, Joshua Welan and his companions all showed expressions of shock.

Even entering the Mythical Era, the power of the human’s nuclear bombs remained shocking, particularly after being fused with Rune Technology and unique Crystal Energy, the hydrogen bombs’ power reached an extre.

In the mont of detonation, they could unleash destructive force comparable to the late period of Myth, and their wide-range instant killing power far exceeded that of the Mythical Peak by more than a dozen tis.

Most importantly, these hydrogen bombs were ‘very affordable’ and required only an elite squad for long-distance precision strikes within tens of thousands of kiloters.

Like this ti, they had guided the hydrogen bomb to annihilate an opposing high-order Vassal Race Legion.

Additionally, these hydrogen bombs could be stored in Storage Space for close-range personal use as a last-ditch effort to perish together with the enemy.

The four of them glanced at the vast crater left by the explosion a few kiloters away, their expressions turned somber, “Let’s go, we can’t stay here.”

After battling for so long, The Purgatory Family too understood that the Human Race’s destruction weapons needed signal guidance, there must be an elite squad nearby the nuclear blast.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!! The four individuals, skilled in the Concealing Breath Secret thod, vanished in a flash, streaking towards the Human Race direction across the Frontline Battlefield, flying low to the ground at a hundred ters altitude.

This territory belonged to the Purgatory Demon Race, flying high was seeking death.