Liu Xiaoxiao's expression was grave. He could feel the earth trembling and sense the fury carried within the surging magma.
Without a doubt, the volcano was about to erupt beyond all control. Even destroying the detonator would be useless.
The only thing they could do now was minimize the disaster.
The volcanic eruption and the resulting earthquakes would inevitably affect the surrounding area. Worse still, West Mountain contained a large number of Fixed Soul Cannon Shell launch silos, along with the Fixed Soul Cannon Shells inside...
If all those things went off, it would be no laughing matter. There were more than a hundred Rank 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells alone.
The War God Hall, the Central Legion, the nearby villas and resorts, and the aerospace research institute on West Mountain would all be finished. As for the vegetation and forests on West Mountain, there was even less need to consider them.
As for nearby Mingdu, how severely it would be hit depended on his efforts from here on.
The black-robed man had already torn open space and left, but Liu Xiaoxiao had neither the mood nor the time to stop him. Gao Zhen had chased after him, though whether that would accomplish anything remained to be seen.
Under Liu Xiaoxiao's teleportation, Zhang Shiwen had already gone to the Central Legion to deliver the news. He, meanwhile, had to remain here and reduce the scale of the volcanic eruption as much as possible.
That said, the time he could buy was extremely limited.
He could not split himself right now. Little Fatty alone already faced an incredibly difficult task in evacuating so many people, so the cannon shells were out of the question. If they changed priorities and teleported the shells away first, the people left behind would still die.