At the center of the Xuanjia Army, who propped up the Vibranium Cloak to withstand the impact shockwave generated by the nuclear explosion,
On the tall war chariot, there were only two figures.
One was a human, and the other was also...
No!
The other was a monkey!
They were none other than Sun Wukong and Wang Ming.
What a massive stroke of genius! Sun Wukong no longer harbored the arrogance he had shown before Wang Ming earlier.
Wang Ming laughed and said, "This is the power of us mortals.
As the saying goes:
Caliber is justice,
Range is truth;
Salvos are romance,
Explosions are art;
When poor, tactical infiltration; when rich, carpet bombing;
We...
Pursue truth, choose justice.
Create romance, love nuclear peace.
Display romance, pass down civilization."
Sun Wukong's eye twitched slightly, and then suppressing the urge to curse inwardly, he asked, "What was that thing just now?"
That thing was none other than a nuclear bomb.
In the Marvel World, this thing was considered a backward product.
Taking out this thing meant Wang Ming was walking a tightrope, but he had no choice!
If the Green Ox Demon dragged things out for a few more years, Li Shimin would definitely have passed away long ago, and then Wang Ming's fate would be self-evident.
The power of a single one was equivalent to a Taiyi Golden Immortal pouring out all their might in a single strike.
Even if Wang Ming were hit by one like that, there was a possibility of kicking the bucket.
Not to mention that the Green Ox Demon was not as strong as Wang Ming.
"A bomb, an even bigger bomb, let's call it Little Boy!"
Thinking of how the Green Ox, this stumbling block lying across the Journey to the West, was gone,