Spiral Ascension

BOOM—!!!

The deafening blast was almost soundless. The blinding light left ordinary people briefly nearly blind, and even the entire sea shuddered violently.

A pillar of fire over a hundred meters high soared into the sky, nearly burning a hole through the heavens. Centered on the Maritime Royal Authority, the raging waves shoved both fleets brutally backward.

Yet Evan, standing in the air, remained utterly calm. With a thought, the powerful shockwave that could have torn ordinary people to pieces turned into a breeze brushing his face and flowed around him.

Only after a full half-minute did the towering, mountain-like figure of the Maritime Royal Authority reemerge from the flames.

Hmm, completely unscathed!

But Evan, witnessing the sight, clapped his hands and laughed.

"Just as I thought! Below Divinity Creatures, there's no enemy a hundred rockets can't solve. And if there is, send another hundred!"

His tone was casual, carrying the easy confidence of someone who had not even exerted himself before his opponent had already fallen.

Although the Maritime Royal Authority seemed completely unharmed, one of the thirty musical-note ships in the sky had genuinely vanished.

That meant the four-thousand-kilogram-level attack had finally exceeded the fleet's overall Defense Concentration threshold, triggering the Legendary Battleship's Damage Transference.

"Good. Let's switch positions and do it again."

Forget one hundred for one—even if the Gatling Bodhisattva himself descended, mercifully delivering salvation to the world with three thousand six hundred revolutions in a breath, Evan's stockpile could keep it going for more than a dozen breaths without any pressure.

One black dot after another popped out above his head again. This time, however, there were not merely a hundred—one hundred and ten, one hundred and fifty, two hundred, three hundred...

Evan clearly had no intention of giving the enemy even a moment to