Chapter 1197: Under the Nuclear Weapon

Purple lightning wandered as rain clouds shrouded the mountains.

Chen Ling spoke in a deep, contemplative tone,

"If you didn't make a move against Shen Nan, that means he discovered some kind of secret, which led the 749 Bureau to imprison him..."

"What does that have to do with Me?" Ying Fu held a golden spear, a bolt of purple lightning crashing down and dancing across the surface of the weapon. From a distance, he looked like he was holding a lightning dragon, walking slowly toward Chen Ling.

"I don't care if it's a misunderstanding or what. Since you kidnapped My subject and took the initiative to provoke Me... today, I cannot let you off so easily."

As his voice fell, Ying Fu suddenly flung the lightning dragon in his hand. The roaring purple electric dragon shadow pierced directly through the void, aiming to tear Chen Ling's figure to shreds in one bite.

Chen Ling stepped on the clouds, flying and darting through the continuous mountain ranges, with the purple electric dragon shadow and Ying Fu in close pursuit.

Chen Ling then spoke:

"If that's the case, it means the 749 Bureau must be planning to do something to all the guests... Your subjects went to the Wushan Assembly too, didn't they? Aren't you afraid they'll meet with an accident?"

Ying Fu narrowed his eyes and let out a cold snort, wondering what he was thinking.

But even so, Ying Fu did not stop his actions, continuing to hunt Chen Ling. Purple lightning rolled, and the low, rumbling thunder scared the wild animals in the mountains into a frantic escape.

At the same time, Chen Ling's flip phone suddenly rang with a notification.

Chen Ling had no time to check the message, so he reached into his pocket and touched the phone; a message from Yang Xiao flooded into his mind.

Seeing this message, Chen Ling froze.

*Sizzle—!!*

Another purple electric dragon shadow descended from the sky, its giant mouth radiating a terrifying aura as it snapped toward Chen Ling's body. Chen Ling had no time to think, instantly splitting into dense red paper tentacles, forcefully colliding with the dragon shadow and shattering it in mid-air before whistling forward.

"Ying Fu! Now is not the time for us to fight!!" Chen Ling shouted before he had even reformed his human shape. "A nuclear strike is coming!!"

Hearing the words "nuclear strike," Ying Fu's brow furrowed instantly.

Although Ying Fu hadn't lived in the modern era for long, he had specifically studied a portion of history during the era of the Nine Sovereigns, especially the parts regarding the Great Cataclysm...

Cutting-edge technology regressed, satellites went out of control, and in the fear of the unknown, the Western hegemonic nations, which were gradually losing power, took the initiative to launch the Third World War. The term "nuclear strike" occupied almost 90% of that history.

Especially with satellites out of control, the accuracy of nuclear strikes plummeted. Every country with nuclear capabilities was using quantity to compensate for precision. Facts proved that the actual global nuclear stockpile was about three times what was publicly known... Tens of thousands of nuclear weapons frantically destroyed city after city. It was also from this time that the fate of humanity began a rapid downward spiral.

Researchers from the Nine Sovereigns era even indicated that even during the later stages of the Great Cataclysm when disasters invaded, the number of human deaths at that stage was not even one-tenth of those who died during the nuclear strike and nuclear winter phases.

What truly made the Great Cataclysm so severe was not the impact from the other world in the later stages, but humanity's self-destruction in the early stages.

The purple lightning gradually dissipated among the clouds. Ying Fu did not continue to hunt Chen Ling, but instead looked toward the direction of Wushan town with a deeply furrowed brow...

Chen Ling and Ying Fu had been entangled in a fight, having long since gone deep into the mountains, so they naturally couldn't hear the town's air-raid sirens. If Chen Ling hadn't received the message from Yang Xiao, they wouldn't have known what was about to happen.

Ying Fu did not doubt that Chen Ling was lying to him; after all, even if he could lie for a moment, it wouldn't change anything. And although he was hostile toward Chen Ling, he still believed in the stature of Chen Ling, this actor-emperor, and that he wouldn't act like a clown in such matters.

"Fu Kun!" Ying Fu shouted.

Fu Kun immediately rushed over from a distance. "Your Majesty!!"

"Have you made contact with Minister Han and the others?"

"...No, Your Majesty. After they went to the meeting, their phones and everything else became unreachable."

Ying Fu's brow furrowed even tighter.

"Chen Ling, I'll settle the score with you next time."

Ying Fu threw this sentence coldly at Chen Ling, then set off, flying in a certain direction. Fu Kun couldn't fly, so he could only glare fiercely at Chen Ling before frantically running after Ying Fu.

Chen Ling watched Ying Fu's departing back, just about to take out his phone to ask Yang Xiao something else, when he saw Ying Fu and Fu Kun suddenly turn their heads and rush back toward him at high speed!

Chen Ling: ?

The next moment, Chen Ling knew why the two of them were running.

In the distant clouds, a warhead trailing fire was flying toward the mountains like a flaming meteor. Judging by the trajectory, the impact point was not far away!

Chen Ling's face turned pale, and he immediately pushed his speed to the limit, turning into a cloud of red and turning to flee frantically in the other direction along with Ying Fu and his companion!!

That was definitely not launched by their own side, but a nuclear weapon from overseas. With satellites out of control, nuclear weapons were difficult to intercept, and this one seemed to have a large deviation from its intended target, flying straight toward the uninhabited mountain range!

Although Chen Ling could turn into a disaster, he definitely couldn't withstand a nuclear bomb. If he were caught in the blast, it would be certain death!

Moreover, Chen Ling had only returned to the Fusion Faction for a month this morning, and the audience's anticipation was fluctuating at 36%, so there was no chance for resurrection.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Ying Fu and Chen Ling could fly in the sky, but Fu Kun's legs were running so hard they were practically smoking. He was sweating profusely, running for his life, but at this speed, it was impossible to escape the range of the nuclear strike. The moment the nuclear weapon detonated, he would be vaporized.

Fu Kun had never felt so desperate, hating that his Divine Path couldn't fly. He never imagined that what would finally end him would be a nuclear bomb.

Just then, a long rope of ink and brush suddenly whipped out from the sky, binding Fu Kun's body like a python and lifting him into the air!

The wind whistled in his ears. Fu Kun was stunned, looking up to see an imperial shadow holding the other end of the rope, darting beneath the firmament.

"Your Majesty..." Tears were about to stream down Fu Kun's face. He hadn't expected Ying Fu to actually take action and carry him along to fly...

One had to know that at this juncture, adding a bit of weight meant slowing down, and behind them, the Grim Reaper was in pursuit.

A black dot symbolizing destruction slowly fell into the mountains.

After a brief silence,

A scorching fireball, as blinding as the sun, erupted!

The good news was that the impact point of this nuclear weapon was further away than Chen Ling had expected; the bad news was that the expansion speed of the explosion was faster than the speed at which Chen Ling and the others were fleeing!

The scorching sun approached behind the red cloud. Chen Ling pushed his speed to the limit, but could only barely escape the core of the explosion.

But the next moment, the visible shockwave of the explosion still swept over the red cloud. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and plummeted toward the earth.