manynovel Chapter 197 Mission Objectives
Chapter 197 Mission Objectives
Chapter 197 Mission Objectives
The deity's self-destruction was so powerful it destroyed the heavens and the earth, engulfing the entire planet in the explosion.
The "boom" was hundreds or thousands of times hotter than the temperature of a star, and even the fragments of space melted into a stream of particles in an instant. It was as if the process of a supernova explosion was concentrated in an instant, and the power generated was simply unbelievable!
The particle stream formed by this terrifying explosion melts even the universe, let alone a planet.
The particle stream impact generated by the self-destruction spread in all directions!
The explosion spread over an area of tens of millions of kilometers!
"The capital city is finished." Suk sighed as he saw this horrific scene from afar.
It is extremely difficult to cultivate to immortality. The true energy contained in an immortal god is no less than that of a star. With this self-destruction, all the immortal divine power accumulated over billions of years was instantly unleashed!
Anticipating this situation, the seven immortal gods continued to use ranged attacks, not daring to get too close to the target. Otherwise, if the target eventually self-destructed, it might seriously injure or even kill them!
However, Wan Zhaotai, now controlled by the demon race, was decisive and did not give the human side a chance to slowly wear him down. Seeing that there was no hope, he directly self-destructed. The seven immortal gods reacted quickly, either using various means to resist the self-destruction or instantly avoiding it from a distance.
The impact force generated by the self-destruction was thousands of times that of the "Superior Immortal Military Lord" in normal combat. The self-destruction of an immortal god is indeed the most ruthless move!
However, the greatest power of the self-destruction is still in the area thousands or tens of thousands of kilometers in the center, which even destroys space itself. After that, the power that spreads outward will gradually decrease.
Therefore, as long as the distance is far enough and you take timely cover, it's not that dangerous.
Therefore, the final result was that Wan Zhao self-destructed and perished, while the seven immortal gods were generally safe and sound.
But looking at the now empty starry sky on the screen, the once beautiful capital city vanished like smoke, Suk was somewhat lost in thought.
This operation to eliminate the spies was ultimately successful, but it cost an entire planet and tens of billions of humans their lives.
Although there were members of the Wan Zhao organization among them, the vast majority were innocent ordinary people who were also caught in the crossfire and died. This shows the cruelty of tribal warfare and made Suk truly realize it.
This is war! A war between races! In the face of a war between races, especially by super beings who truly traverse the universe, each one possesses terrifying power capable of destroying the world. A planet? In the face of those beings, it is as easy as to kneading a toy.
After the battle ended, statistics were compiled. The four spaceships were further away, and their own protective mechanisms, including energy shields that were at the immortal level, meant they were completely unharmed in the previous explosion.
In reality, since most of those tens of millions of people were scattered across various planets, although four space warships arrived at the capital planet, only about 30% of the four armies' space warriors were deployed. The other 70% had already been dispersed to those planets in advance in hundreds of teams aboard spaceships to lie in wait and monitor the situation, and would be cleared out simultaneously once the battle here began.
"Wan Zhao and his two disciples have been beheaded. Next comes the tedious task of wiping out tens of millions of people, but that can only be carried out by the legion. Success or failure is actually none of my business," Su Ke thought to himself. "I just need to deal with those two realm lords myself."
"Fortunately, all five realm lords of the target were captured alive at the start of the battle and did not die in the explosion." Suk breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the result. The commanders of the four armies were still very dedicated and reliable.
"Deputy Chief Suk," a message came from command, "both of your mission targets have been detained. Are you coming over now?"
"I'm coming right away," Suk said immediately.
This was a mission objective that he had to accomplish personally, without relying on others: two first-tier Realm Lords.
Sending a genius at the ninth level of the Domain Lord realm to kill someone is something that only a powerful force like the Virtual Universe Company would arrange.
However, Suk knew that Urmit's mission objectives were definitely more difficult than his own.
Since Urmit had already passed the tenth level of the Skybridge, the Virtual Universe Company wouldn't assign him a weak opponent.
Even the protagonist of the Primal Secret Realm, who had only passed the seventh level of the Sky Bridge, was assigned to be killed by a third-level Realm Lord. Urmit must be even higher.
In a spacious hall of the 39th Army's spaceship, Suk arrived and saw the 39th Army's commander and a group of realm lords.
"Where is CEO Urmit?" Suk asked, glancing around and not seeing anyone else.
The bald, lean man with dark purple skin from the 39th Army smiled and said, "Chief Executive Officer Urmit is with the 7th Army."
Suk immediately realized that Urmit must be engaged in a mission and combat just like him.
"Those two targets..." Suk looked at the commander of the 39th Army.
"I've imprisoned him in my personal world, I'll release him immediately." The bald, lean man looked at the huge open space in the hall, where two dark blue boxes, each four meters high, four meters wide, and four meters long, appeared out of thin air. As soon as the two boxes appeared, they shot straight into the sky.
"Hmph." The bald, lean, immortal god with deep purple skin snorted coldly, and a powerful immortal aura emanated, directly pressing and binding the two boxes.
The Immortal Army Lord smiled at Suk and said, "This box is made of E9 grade alloy. Those two World Lords won't be able to escape."
"Release them." Suk's gaze was icy.
The Immortal Army Lord immediately manipulated the invisible immortal power to quickly open the two alloy box cells, revealing a male and a female Realm Lord.
After emerging, they quickly assessed the situation without a word. Upon seeing the group of beings exuding powerful auras before them—each a realm lord stronger than themselves, especially the immortal god among them—their eyes widened in horror. Those who had initially considered fleeing immediately became obedient, bowing respectfully and asking, "My lord, why have you captured us?"
The Immortal Lord only looked at Suk, who stepped forward and said, "Ceylon, Milus, you have no other way out but to defeat me one-on-one, only then will you have a glimmer of hope."
"Defeat you?" Ceylon, Milus looked at the young man who was at the ninth level of the Domain Lord, various thoughts swirling in his mind. Ceylon, a woman with cyan skin and long purple waves, looked at Suk. "Defeat you, and you'll let us go?"
"He's right," the immortal god beside him said.
Ceylon and Milus exchanged a glance. Although they understood that this ninth-level domain lord youth was probably problematic, they both knew that this was their only chance to survive. They had no choice but to take a gamble.
"it is good."
Suk remained calm throughout. Although a Domain Lord level seemed like a very dangerous challenge to a World Lord, he was no longer the same as before. His vital point had become the Primal Core. In other words, even if this body was killed, he would not truly die.
However, if he were killed in front of everyone, the secret of his clone would be exposed.
Most importantly, he had absolute confidence in the two realm lords. Even in the virtual universe killing field, he had fought against realm lord powerhouses more than once or twice.
Strength is the greatest source of confidence; he has certainly made progress over the past fifty years.