The news reached the Foreign Allied Forces' homelands, shaking every nation to its core.
The news of seven ten-thousand-ton steel warships sinking was like a massive boulder crashing into a tranquil lake, stirring up a thousand towering waves.
Among the Foreign Allied Forces, the Never-Sun Empire was the strongest nation. In Parliament, officials argued without end. Some advocated immediately dispatching more fleets to the East, some proposed using the secret weapons on land, and others suggested temporarily compromising and negotiating with that Eastern Martial Deity.
"Negotiation? The word 'negotiation' does not exist in the Never-Sun Empire's dictionary!"
The Empire's Prime Minister held a telegram detailing the entire process by which Chen Xuan had destroyed the fleet. His face was as dark as water.
One man, empty-handed, had smashed seven warships to the bottom.
"A god?" The Never-Sun Empire's Prime Minister sneered and crumpled the telegram into a ball. "Before the technology of the Never-Sun Empire, there are no gods. Tell the military research institute to speed up. I want to see results within a month."
"Prime Minister, word has come from the institute. The ultimate weapon has entered its final acceptance stage. In a few more days, it can undergo field testing." A secretary beside him bowed as he reported.
"The ultimate weapon... Good, very good." The Never-Sun Empire's Prime Minister's eyes lit up. "Have them test it as soon as possible. I want to see with my own eyes whether that so-called god of martial arts is stronger, or the Never-Sun Empire's ultimate weapon is stronger."
A few days later.
In the boundless Gobi Desert in the west of the Never-Sun Empire.
A towering iron structure stood in the center of the desert. At its peak, a strangely shaped metal device gleamed with cold light beneath the sun.