It Seems...

The so-called demonic dragon mentioned by the officer was actually Xiao Hei's most powerful ability—his entrance animation.

In their eyes, the power capable of creating such devastation all around it was already terrifying magic, naturally representing the black dragon's strength.

They had not considered, even in the slightest, their own highly developed entertainment industry.

What was rather striking was that their belief that Xiao Hei's entrance animation would fail in outer space was merely a guess—a guess based on physical laws.

For example, objects could not burn in a vacuum; without airflow in a vacuum, there would naturally be no wind... and so on.

Setting Great Storm aside for the moment, had those so-called experts and professors in America never considered that even on Earth, the flames appearing beside Xiao Hei had no combustible material?

If fire could burn without fuel, why did they think an oxygen-free environment could prevent it from appearing?

Or... could it have merely been plasma?

Of course, Adam did not really understand the physics involved. To him, it was simply magic—magic that could still function in outer space.

Thus, America's space station was swallowed by the disaster of illusions unleashed by Xiao Hei before it could even serve its purpose.

Within that world where truth and falsehood intertwined, a group of people grappled and bit one another, acting out the darkness in their hearts through the most primitive forms of violence. In the end, someone accidentally touched the launch button, whose safety had long since been disengaged.

"Fire in the hole~"

Adam thoughtfully supplied a sound effect. The next instant, one of America's spacecraft became an exploding firework.

China's side did not miss the simultaneous events occurring thousands of kilometers apart. If the two were unrelated, there had been no reason for Adam to suddenly