Inside Thunder God's Hammer Base 3522, Lin Feiqian gazed in high spirits at the mountain range that had been utterly destroyed. A mountain range stretching thousands of miles in every direction had been flattened in the span of a few breaths, blasted into a sunken valley. He let out a deep sigh and exclaimed in satisfaction, "A weapon of limitless power. I even want to give the Sovereign Hall a strike like this. If all those council chiefs, those old undying bastards, ever gather together, I'll definitely do it!"
Lin Lele narrowed her eyes with excitement. She threw her arms around Lin Bule and shouted, "Hand command over to me, will you? Sister, let me have a taste of commanding Thunder God's Hammer! This is way too fun! Let me try, okay?"
Before Lin Bule could speak, Lin Feiqian was already shouting, "Lele, stop fooling around. We're doing serious business now. Since we've started, we might as well go all the way—destroy the imperial capital of the Dragon Mountain Empire for me! That brat Lin Qi is thriving like a fish in water on the Western Continent. His legion is helping the Church's army fend off the attacks of the Blood Qin Empire and the Heavenly Temple. He must be a lackey of the Church!"
Staring with profound reverence at the small silver-gray puppet circling and dancing before him, Lin Feiqian said solemnly, "The one we are to eliminate now is our enemy—and humanity's enemy as well. He has defected to the invaders you speak of, the ones we now call the gods. He is an exceedingly dangerous, unscrupulous, ruthless butcher, and his hands are drenched in human blood."
Lin Feiqian desperately fabricated charges against Lin Qi, piling one hat after another of humanity's greatest enemy onto his head.
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