"Nuclear weapons... Just wait! Analyze the data!"
「Shengjing.」
The leader's breathing grew somewhat rapid. Before him, on the large screen, Orochi roared earth-shatteringly, its terrifying form crushing cities in Fusang one by one. Some billionaires' private helicopters that had escaped too late were obliterated under streaks of lightning.
Sudden torrential rain fell, and stormy waves surged toward the sky.
The once neon-lit, prosperous land of Fusang now seemed as if doomsday had arrived: electricity collapsed, high-rises fell, and clumps of flesh churned in the seawater. In the live broadcast room, some viewers with weaker constitutions bent over, vomiting, wishing they could throw up their breakfast.
