Chapter 1200: Still in Wushan
Yang Xiao closed his eyes tightly, his lips turning pale.
He didn't answer, as if he had used all his energy to perceive the falling nuclear weapon... Up to now, he could only control some stationary small metal objects. Although a nuclear weapon wasn't too big as a whole, its movement speed was too fast.
How much time was left before the nuclear weapon fell? Ten seconds? Fifteen seconds? To keep up with its speed in such a short time and then deflect it, the difficulty was really too high for the current Yang Xiao...
But if he couldn't do it, it meant death!
Yang Xiao's brain ran frantically, and scarlet blood flowed from his seven orifices... Since obtaining this power, he had never fought so hard.
The flickering point of light fell from the clouds, approaching the center of the city straight.
Just as it had flown down halfway, an inexplicable force suddenly surged out, as if someone had forcibly grabbed one corner of its end, forcibly twisting its direction, drawing an arc that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, and flying toward the suburbs not far away!
The Grim Reaper's scythe slanted into the uninhabited residential area. After a brief silence, a fireball that was blinding to the extreme expanded frantically in all directions!
*Boom—!!!!!*
The deafening roar drilled into the eardrums of everyone in the shelter. The violently trembling earth felt as if the sky would collapse and the earth would sink in the next second. Everyone subconsciously bent down, covered their ears, their expressions painful and fearful.
Just when everyone was terrified, Yang Xiao, whose face was pale, swayed and fell straight backward.
"Yang Xiao!"
Lu Xun and Chu Changqing supported him from left and right.
The trembling sound of the house collapsing still echoed, dust swirled in the underground shelter, and violent coughing and crying sounded one after another. This explosion was much closer than the last one, causing many people to have emotional breakdowns.
"The shelter didn't collapse... Did he successfully change the trajectory of the nuclear weapon??" Chu Changqing said in shock.
"It should be." Lu Xun gently laid Yang Xiao flat on the ground, his eyes a little complex. "Although Yang Xiao doesn't like to talk on weekdays, at critical moments, he is always more reliable than anyone else..."
"We just escaped the explosion shock... But what about nuclear radiation and harmful fallout?" Su Zhiwei remembered what Lu Xun said just now and asked worriedly.
"Even with the weakening of the walls, we should be exposed to nuclear radiation now."
Lu Xun pondered for a moment. He looked down at his palms, and a wisp of blurry starlight flickered silently.
"Perhaps... I can try."
……
The shockwave of the second nuclear strike swept across the entire Wushan town. All visible buildings were instantly destroyed, leaving only a mess...
Chen Ling stood on a distant mountain peak, his theatrical robe fluttering in the wind. After the scorching explosion completely dissipated, he slowly lowered his arm that was blocking his front and opened his eyes.
Looking at the devastated city in front of him, Chen Ling was stunned for a long time...
"Oh no..."
"Oh no!!!"
Chen Ling didn't care about nuclear radiation or fallout at all, directly stepping on the clouds and rushing toward Wushan town at high speed!
The area of this nuclear strike was in Wushan town. Even if Lu Xun and the others were not injured by the explosion, the subsequent series of nuclear pollution would endanger their lives.
If any of the Nine Sovereigns died in this disaster, then everything would be over!
The bright red theatrical robe went away in the gray sky.
After about a few minutes,
Two figures slowly floated out from the rock layers within the mountain peak.
Fu Kun's legs went soft, and he sat paralyzed on the ground, his whole body soaked in cold sweat... He looked at the razed Wushan town in front of him, his face still remaining with deep lingering fear.
Just now, he was almost swallowed by the explosion. If it weren't for Ying Fu taking action and sinking him directly into the ground, avoiding the direct impact of the nuclear strike, he wouldn't have survived even if he had two lives.
"Your Majesty..." Fu Kun turned his head stiffly and knocked his head hard twice at the man behind him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!!!"
Ying Fu just gave a faint "hmm" and didn't respond.
His gaze was now fixed on the Wushan town after the explosion, and the haze that shrouded the entire city, his brow slightly furrowed...
"Strange... Why is there a strange aura in the air after this explosion..."
"Ah?" Fu Kun was stunned. He sniffed with his nose.
"I didn't feel it... But the cloud turned up after this second nuclear weapon exploded seems to be really different from the first one... Are these two nuclear weapons not produced by the same country?"
The only explanation Fu Kun could think of was this.
Ying Fu pondered for a moment and shook his head. No matter what secret this second nuclear weapon was hiding, he didn't care... Although Wushan town was involved, his subjects should all be at the 749 Bureau, well protected.
On the first day Ying Fu arrived in Wushan town, he had discussed the various anomalies of this assembly with Minister Han. Although Ying Fu did not foresee the arrival of the nuclear strike, he had actually guessed long ago that this group of people from the 749 Bureau gathering Divine Path holders would likely not harm them. After all, in any era, this group of people were very precious talents.
Now seeing the nuclear strike arrive, Ying Fu had completely seen through the logical relationship behind the Wushan Assembly. All clues were connected in his mind, naturally including the "White Hands" who were protected.
"...Let's go."
Ying Fu turned and walked toward the distance.
Fu Kun was startled. "Aren't we waiting for Minister Han and the others?"
"They are very safe. After a while, they should be able to come out."
Ying Fu had no interest in breaking into the 749 Bureau to grab people. After all, no matter where Minister Han and the others were, the bonuses to him still existed, and there were risks in grabbing people himself... Since that was the case, letting them stay at the 749 Bureau and gather some intelligence was not bad.
"Oh..." Fu Kun scratched his head. "Then where are we going now?"
"Change to another city." Ying Fu seemed to remember something and looked back at Fu Kun. "The shop I asked you to buy last night, do you know where its owner and his daughter went?"
Fu Kun suddenly stopped, his face a little strange.
Seeing the change in his expression, Ying Fu's brow furrowed tightly...
"Your Majesty, regarding this matter, I actually intended to report to you this morning... but there was an accident on the way." Fu Kun stammered. "I already bought that shop last night, and they, father and daughter, had already planned to move away... But the girl's father said they needed to pack up some things, and the girl's school needed to handle some procedures... So..."
"So, what?" Ying Fu's tone gradually deepened.
Fu Kun felt the oncoming pressure and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"So, they planned to go to the school this morning and then take the high-speed rail to leave..."
A low roar sounded from the clouds overhead. Ying Fu stared at Fu Kun, speaking word by word:
"You mean... right now, she is still in Wushan?"
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