This World Is Seriously Ill

"Target hit! Target hit!"

"South Sea Fleet's first round of saturation strikes complete!"

"Within the coverage area of High-Energy Laser Matrix No. 349, the world law distortion rate has dropped by 5 percentage points!"

"Godslayer No. 7 medium- and long-range missiles have eliminated 9.4 percentage points of distortion!"

"Miniature neutron bombs and Dark alloy kinetic weapons are compiling data!"

Inside the South Sea Fleet's flagship, Ju Xia Hao, Dukao glanced at the surging data streams on the screen and the massive aftermath of the explosions. Yet his brow gradually furrowed, and his expression grew heavier.

The terrifying outline beneath the shadows remained utterly unmoved. Clearly, its foundation had not been harmed.

The former Deno Galaxy war maniac, whose instincts on the battlefield had always been razor-sharp, subconsciously looked toward the newly reinforced Black Armor soldiers. Only then did the unease in his heart lessen somewhat.

Although most of the earliest awakened super soldiers had long been stationed along the Black Great Wall defense line of the Solar System, fighting cosmic threats.

A group of top talents from Deno's second-generation God Creation Project still remained gathered here to maintain Xiong Bing Lian's operations.

Among them were several exceptionally awakened individuals, such as Vayne, Master Yi, Shining Lady Lux, Sona, and others.

And the one currently leading them was Bronya, the Blade of the Exile who had once proclaimed that she would become the "God King."

"Pull yourselves together! Prepare for airborne combat and destroy the Space Anchor!"

"We've fought this thing more than once! Conventional weapon energy clashes can't eliminate them at the root!"

The somewhat silly and adorable little girl from the past now wore neat short hair and several streaks of military camouflage paint across her face. With a Rune Greatsword on her back, she solemnly reminded her team.