Chapter 631: Chapter 49: Destroying the Ship!
"Hahaha!”
"You think you can withstand now?”
"Die!”
"I want to smash you to smithereens!”
Facing Jason who had leaped down, Berenke burst into a mad cackle.
His voice was as if it ca from soone facing an unbelievable dream coming true.
Berenke knew exactly what he had to do.
What it needed was to destroy Cherry City in the shortest ti possible.
Kill Jason?
It longed to do so, but the plan was more important.
It didn’t dare to defy the orders of the elders.
But now, Jason had actually co to it on his own!
Well, then it couldn’t be blad!
Whirr! Whirr!
The tentacle-like branches that were under the battleship began to surge, not only enveloping the entire warship but also shrouding the whole sky, like a deep-sea monstrosity surfacing from the depths.
And Jason, plumting down, looked just like bait to the maw of this deep-sea creature.
A flash of worry crossed Jennifer’s eyes.
Instinctively, she raised her hand, wanting to reverse the situation.
But in the end, she chose to lower it.
She respected Jason’s choice.
She believed even more that Jason wasn’t leaping to his death.
Sitting sideways on her broom, she quietly watched the scene unfold.
Those looking up to the sky let out exclamations of shock.
They included both ordinary people and mbers of the Mystical Side.
Since the warship appeared and opened fire, it had attracted the attention of everyone; maybe before their identities were different, but now, all of them hoped soone could stop the warship. ꭆ𝙖₦ŐʙЕş
When the helicopters appeared earlier, they cheered.
They thought the flying squadron could stop the warship, but the brutal obliteration that followed caused their voices to abruptly cease.
The missiles that had just launched had sparked their hope again.
But without breaking the matrix defense, their hope sank to the bottom once more.
And at this ti, Jason appeared.
Beneath the pale blue glow, Jason stood up from the broom, his masked figure capturing the gaze of all.
The ordinary people, unaware of the Mystical Side, watched Jason with hopeful eyes.
Jason, appearing mid-air, gave them an inexplicable confidence.
mbers of the Mystical Side paid more attention to Jennifer.
The title of ‘Witch’ was no joke.
Will she reverse everything?
This was the thought of the Mystical Side mbers in Cherry City.
However, such thoughts ca to an end as Jason made his leap.
Their gazes shifted to amazent as they followed his descent.
So Mystical Side mbers who knew Jason couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.
"Jason!”
The old instructor looked worriedly at the figure and then sped off towards the outskirts.
By his side, mbers of ‘Bronze Unbending’ who were either uninjured or whose injuries didn’t impair their movents, followed closely.
They were not going to sit still and wait for death.
As for how to bring down the warship in the air?
They hadn’t figured that out yet.
But they firmly believed that once they were on the battlefield, there would be a way.
It wasn’t just ‘Bronze Unbending’; mbers of ‘Golden Wind’ were also rushing towards the unexpected battlefield at top speed.
The Werewolf Leader was at the forefront.
More mbers of ‘Golden Wind,’ willing to cooperate, were hot on his heels.
A portion of the Mystical Side initiated a charge.
The others remained indifferent, unmoved.
They hid among the ordinary people, just like those who were lost and clueless, staying in place.
They pretended to pray, just like everyone else.
They didn’t want to go to their deaths.
They had witnessed the power of that warship; one shot and they would be obliterated.
As for Jason?
They didn’t think Jason would be an exception.
Even though he had reached the top of the warship, they had seen the destructive power of those tentacles.
A squadron of aircraft, wiped out without a chance to fight back.
How could their flesh and blood withstand it?
Hmph, there’s always so fool who overestimates his strength!
These hiding Mystical Side mbers scoffed in their hearts.
Their apathy dood them to not step forward.
Nor would they hold respect for those who did.
If they had the chance, they wouldn’t hesitate to slander such people.
No, it wasn’t a matter of hesitation.
They would go all out.
At that ti, they would be ‘fearless’ and ‘invincible’.
Because all they needed to do was to talk.
All they needed to do was to twist the truth.
If they couldn’t twist the truth?
Then they would seize one or two clear mistakes to attack the person’s character, ideally magnifying those errors to overshadow any virtues or achievents.
For them, this was too simple.
Just like eating and drinking.
Or rather, they had turned it into an instinct.
But now?
They would shrink back, hide among ordinary people, and quietly wait for the Ground Reconnaissance Bureau to deal with the tragedy.
Of course, they wouldn’t be grateful to the Ground Reconnaissance Bureau.
They would only complain that the Bureau’s response wasn’t fast or reasonable enough.
However, in the face of the Ground Reconnaissance Bureau, they wouldn’t be overt.
They needed more subtlety.
For example: people around them.
These unfortunate ordinary people, after surviving a disaster, would definitely be angry.
A slight nudge from them was all that was needed.
They were professionals at this.
Those strange glances stood out among the worry and prayers.
Yet they went unnoticed.
Most people’s attention was captured by the warship that appeared out of nowhere and destroyed a corner of the city.
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