A Catastrophe of Unprecedented Scale

After becoming Lan Mu's Shadow Island, the holder behind the scenes had become utterly unscrupulous.

His Spiritual Power penetrated the submarine, and Lan Mu discovered that it was merely a small spacecraft whose exterior resembled a submarine.

Its technology level was Level Four, and it possessed transformation and camouflage functions.

There was only one person inside. He was staring at the screen of a Pawn Machine, searching for something.

"Strange. That silver guy isn't among the pawned items. He must be hiding..."

He then said, "But although this island is small, it's worth even more than Kalimantan Island. It actually has vampires, immortals, great demons... There have always been rumors that the world is extremely complicated beneath the surface. Looks like they were true..."

"Those immortals and the like are worth far more. One tiny island is worth more than a dozen Kalimantan Islands!"

The man looked to be in his thirties. Judging by his skin, he seemed South Asian. He happily stroked the Pawn Machine, cherishing it like a priceless treasure.

He tapped the machine. Its screen remained black, yet apparently only he could see what it displayed.

"I'm still sixty million short of that thing..."

Boom!

A thunderous blast suddenly rang out. The submarine was blasted apart, and a stream of silver light shot straight at the man.

The man did not react at all. Only when the energy struck him and triggered a Rag Doll did he barely come back to his senses, as both the energy and the Rag Doll vanished simultaneously.

"Hiss! Who was that?"

He then recognized the attack. It had to have come from the silver man who had tried to save Kalimantan Island earlier.

The submarine—or rather, the spacecraft—had already been torn open by a massive breach, with seawater surging inside.

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