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In Ian's view

Aimina and Eluna were completely unaware of the power of technology.

Of course, the "Godly Might No. 1" he used was not formed by technological power, but rather by "technological power" created by the mystical forces.

However... in the objective world, what is manifested is an astonishingly high temperature!

The lowest temperature in the universe is -273.15 degrees Celsius, which is the lowest theoretically achievable temperature.

There is no upper limit to the maximum temperature.

However, within this limitless and endless high temperature, several special forms have also reached their extreme.

One of them is the power of stellar nuclear fusion.

Like the sun, the temperature at its center is maintained at 15 million degrees Celsius year-round, and the nuclear explosion of Godly Might No. 1 reached this level.

Theoretically, no living organism could survive at temperatures of tens of millions of degrees.

That's why Ian was puzzled and somewhat impressed that Sashado hadn't died after taking such a blow.

Of course, he wasn't too worried about it.

If nuclear bombs can't destroy the enemy, there are hydrogen bombs...

The highest temperature that can be reached is over 300 million degrees Celsius. Through [Nonliving Hypnosis Loudspeaker], as long as suitable materials are available, it is conceivable that a hydrogen bomb could also be created through this "Ork Logic".

V5 might be able to provide him with such materials.

Ian shook his head. Aimina and Eluna exchanged a strange look, as if they were suppressing a laugh. Ian glanced at the two of them and made the final decision.

"I don't think that guy will just disappear so easily, so let's put aside your unnecessary sentimentality for now."

Almost as soon as he said those words.

The area that was originally the location of Peji City in the distance is now covered by Forest created by Ian using [Map of Repositioning].

In addition to the troops dispatched by V5.

Meanwhile, it is located in a secluded corner.

The scattered remnants of Black Mud were churning violently, and pale-skinned monsters surged out of Black Mud, landing on the ground and crawling.

Their eyes were closed, as if they had been in a cave for a long time and their eyes had degenerated. They had long limbs and their facial features were quite ferocious.

At this moment, they seemed to have received some kind of message, and their movements became synchronized and silent as they crawled across the ground, their purpose clear.

Before long... one, two, and gradually a group of pale-skinned monsters and Skeletal Winged Dragon that had survived were gathered together.

When the number exceeded one hundred, some kind of mysterious ritual seemed to be initiated.

Pale-skinned monsters and Pterosaurs, like manipulated puppets, formed a circle.

They all knelt down in front of an open space in the center, muttering and making strange, noisy noises.

Those streaks of Black Mud, as if seeping from another dimension, slowly slid onto their pale skin, coiling around them...

Then, at a certain point in time, a strange change occurred!

First, a pale-skinned monster suddenly withered up out of thin air, without any warning!

It was as if all the fluid in my body had vanished instantly.

All that remained was a withered, emaciated, and eerie shell, lying sprawled on the ground. Then, like a contagious plague, in a counter-clockwise pattern, the second... and the third appeared one after another in the same manner!

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"...

One by one, the shriveled sacs fell to the ground, making a sound like falling leaves.

At the center of this encirclement, a strange, pitch-black egg-shaped sphere had appeared out of nowhere.

As the monster shrank further, the dark egg-shaped sphere began to emit a faint glow.

Until.

The last monster, which had been forming a circle around the area, died shriveled up, devoid of all signs of life.

The next moment.

The light emanating from the jet-black egg reached its peak, almost tangible, and then rapidly contracted towards its center!

"Laugh!"

A bronze-colored arm pierced the egg, and the next moment, the large hand slashed horizontally, tearing the dark egg apart completely.

A burly, middle-aged man emerged from the crowd, his chiseled face expressionless, his dark eyes icy cold. He glanced around, as if sensing something, and then strode forward.

The one who appeared here was Sashado, who had been resurrected from "death".

With each step he took, the ground beneath his feet seemed to submit to him, surging wildly with every step.

Then, controlled by an invisible force, strands of fine, indestructible metallic substances, forged from the underground rocks, appeared like ribbons.

In no time, the armor surrounding him reformed into a heroic and imposing suit of armor.

This time, Sashado didn't waste any words. His goal was clear: to eliminate the group of soldiers wielding powerful weapons.

During this time, through various media, he has already gained a thorough understanding of the modern world.

We are also very clear about where human weaknesses lie.

No matter how powerful the weapons created by mankind in this era are, the flesh and blood body will always be mankind's most fatal weakness.

Guys like "Netero," who once fought him and earned his approval, are a tiny minority.

In Sashado's view, most mortals, without his firepower, would be no stronger than a piece of paper if he got close.

With just a light touch, they can be easily torn to shreds.

And that's exactly what he intends to do right now...

He will return the destruction inflicted upon him to the other party in kind.

As for that boy named Ian, if he dares to stop us, we might as well find an opportunity to deal with him as well.

Achoo!

In the distance, Ian rubbed his nose, sensing that someone was thinking of him.

The giant Toy Soldiers have nearly turned the devastated Peji City upside down, and almost all the dead and survivors have been found.

The death toll exceeded nearly 100,000, and there are still nearly 200,000 survivors.

What does 200,000 people mean? Gathered in an open space, they were densely packed, a dark mass, if it weren't for the enormous Red Giants standing there.

The murmurs and whispers of the people there were probably louder than those at the farm itself.

Especially in the aftermath of a disaster, there will be no order whatsoever, and various crimes will likely continue to occur.

However... it is precisely because of the Toy Soldiers transformed into giants who are stationed here.

The citizens below, who once belonged to Peji, were all very well-behaved, and no one dared to cause trouble.

After confirming that there were no survivors, Ian didn't say much and prepared to leave to take them away.

After all, this isn't the only city that has been affected.

If we get to the next city sooner, we might be able to save some people sooner.

People are always the most valuable resource.

However, just as he activated the [Map of Repositioning] again to prepare to set off.

"Boom--"

In the distance, high in the sky, a tremendous roar resounded as a blooming, fiery Rose touched the clouds, its thick black smoke and crimson flames drawing everyone's attention.