Standing at the edge of the Deep Pit, Lin An let the howling gale whip the loose hair across his forehead.
The wind roared fiercely.
Behind him, a massive mushroom cloud slowly rose into the sky.
His pitch-black full-body armor remained completely intact, neat as new.
The metal battle armor reflected a smear of orange-red amid the briefly brightening light.
It was as if he had never been attacked.
Beneath the mask, Lin An's gaze was calm, without the slightest ripple in his heart.
"Another nuclear blast?"
The second time.
He slowly turned around, the sand and gravel scraping faintly beneath his feet.
Looking at that immense cloud symbolizing death, he merely shook his head.
The distance was great, and the yield was small.
It had also given him ample time to react.
The damage caused by this nuclear blast was far inferior to the one he had encountered in the Busan War Zone.
After using Flash to widen the distance, he had used the Avici State to evade the first and most powerful wave of damage. He then activated Demon Form without pause and frantically replenished his Vitality.
This nuclear blast had done nothing beyond consuming a large amount of his Vitality and Mental Strength.
But still...
If anyone had witnessed the entire process, they would probably have been so shaken that they could not speak.
Even though Lin An had not been at the center of the explosion,
no one could imagine anyone treating the most extreme weapon known as a nuclear blast so casually.
He slowly raised his right hand. Black Dragon was still snoring away.
His palm opened, and Lin An could not help feeling a little melancholy and conflicted.
*I can at least say that I have a tiny bit of power to protect myself