Rumble, rumble, rumble.
After the blinding light came a shock wave visible to the naked eye, sweeping over everything like a vast tsunami.
Billowing dust swallowed the densely packed monsters surging forward in overwhelming numbers.
As a weapon of mass destruction, a fission-level radiation weapon had an effective direct kill radius of about fifteen to thirty kilometers. Within that range, any creature below Level One would be incinerated and torn apart by the blinding light, intense heat, and physical shock wave.
However.
As the guard corps of the Ancient Flame Demon God's temple, the monsters qualified to join its ranks were at least Level One Demon Soldiers. Amid the rolling shock wave and dust, the monsters that had been lucky enough to survive soon came flying out in groups.
In disarray.
Although the immediate casualties caused by this fission-level radiation weapon amounted to less than a tenth of the Demon Soldier corps, the psychological impact was immeasurable—far more shocking than the precision strike in which the Superhumans had used advanced Curvature Space technology to target and destroy the Demon God's temple.
After all, creatures from a civilization this primitive couldn't begin to understand just how complex and terrifying the technology involved in using Curvature Space to target and destroy a temple was.
They found it much easier to understand things they could see with their own eyes.
Several Ancient Flame Holy Birds had gathered together and were about to dive down from the fiery clouds to attack the three invaders.
But now.
With the fission-level radiation weapon exploding in midair, they immediately retreated into the fiery clouds, circling in terror. Their massive shadows appeared and vanished above the three men, cast against the swirling clouds of chaotic fire.
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