"Hahaha!"
"Now that's a good name!"
"Let's wipe out the Federation fleet in one fell swoop!"
Although they had nearly exhausted their entire ammunition stockpile,
Luo Feng was extremely fired up at that moment.
Although the thing he'd cobbled together by hand was several levels below the one that had destroyed Shrek,
it was more than enough to deal with the battered fleet in the distance.
Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie was still completely unharmed, but he couldn't protect the entire fleet.
And because their fleet was lagging behind,
the other two fleets had already caught up.
Within a radius of less than eighty nautical miles,
over a hundred warships had gathered.
A Level 11 Soul Guidance Cannon fired into that mass would sink at least eighty to ninety percent of them.
The rest wouldn't be worth worrying about!
[Ironclad, the system has identified the optimal attack point, but there's one problem.] [The radar detected a Shrek Academy submarine earlier, but it has submerged...]
He'd almost forgotten.
According to the original story,
the submarine Tang Wulin was aboard at that moment
was about to activate an undersea volcano to stop the Federation's three major fleets.
And theoretically, that submarine was within the attack zone, too.
"The Child of the Plane, huh?"
"Forget him. This is the best chance we'll ever get to eliminate the Federation fleet!"
"If Tang Wulin really is the Child of the Plane, he won't die that easily!"
As the saying went, opportunity knocks but once.
Although he knew this attack might hit Tang Wulin by mistake,
as a transmigrator, Luo Feng had no sense of belonging to Shrek Academy.
Besides, if they wiped out the other side's three fleets now, the Star Luo Empire could enjoy a hundred years of peace.
This was the perfect moment to attack.
Only an idiot would let it slip by!
[Understood. Firing the Level 11 Soul Guidance Cannon.]
At the pilot's command,
the Vanguard Titan didn't hesitate.
In these chaotic times, better to keep yourself alive first!
"Boom!"
It was an earth-shattering blast beyond the power of words, as though the very walls of the plane's space had been torn apart.
There was no mushroom cloud.
In the first tenth of a second after the explosion,
the seawater, air, warships, and even light within a ten-nautical-mile radius of the blast's center were stripped away, vaporized into an absolute vacuum.
A bottomless void of utter darkness, several kilometers across, appeared on the sea in an instant!
Then the devastating energy, compressed to the extreme, erupted like a supernova and swept madly in every direction.
"Crack, crack, crack, crack!!!"
Space itself wailed.
It was the sound of tearing, steeped in despair.
The first to be hit were the North Sea Fleet and East Sea Fleet, which had just arrived as reinforcements.
The heavy carriers, fantastically expensive and equipped with the Federation's most advanced Soul Tool Shields, were as fragile as leaves in a storm before that wave of destruction.
They didn't even have time to sound the alarm. The moment the blinding flames touched the hundred-plus enormous steel warships,
they shattered piece by piece, melted, and finally became metallic ash drifting across the sky.
"No!!!"
High above, Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie let out a desperate, anguished roar.
His proud cultivation as a Limit Douluo, his Martial Soul Avatar, powerful enough to churn rivers and seas—
could withstand the aftershock of the Level 11 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon for less than two seconds. Then the soul-light protecting him exploded!
He was flung far away like a kite with its strings cut, his fate unknown.
At that moment, the three main fleets that the Sun Moon Federation had built by pouring the strength of the entire nation into them—
the invincible force that had once made all of Douluo Continent tremble—
met their ultimate end, nearly wiped out by Luo Feng's offhand remark: "Let's see what it sounds like."
But the terrifying blast didn't just sweep across the sea's surface.
The energy shock wave, unstoppable as a landslide, raced down the channel left by the instantly vaporized seawater and plunged hundreds of meters into the dark ocean depths!
At that moment, in a deep-sea trench less than thirty nautical miles directly below the blast's center,
a deep-sea submarine bearing the Tang Sect emblem rocked violently, like a tiny boat tossed by a storm.
Inside the submarine, red warning lights flashed wildly, and the shrill alarms were almost deafening.
[Warning! A lethal high-frequency energy shock wave is rapidly approaching!] [Submarine hull damage exceeds 70%!] [Pressure-resistant shield failure imminent!]
In the submarine's control room, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and the other core members of Shrek Academy were deathly pale.
They clung desperately to whatever was fixed around them. Even staying on their feet had become a pipe dream.
"What level of attack is this? Did the Federation use a Level 12 Godslayer weapon?!"
Xie Xie shouted in terror, unable to hide the despair in his voice.
Tang Wulin's eyes widened, veins bulging across his forehead.
The Golden Dragon King Bloodline in his body sensed an unprecedented threat to his life, and even his seal shuddered violently.
"It wasn't the Federation..."
Tang Wulin gritted his teeth. His mind flashed back to their time in the Star Luo Empire—
to the young man named Luo Feng, and the strange mech of his, brimming with an aura of destruction.
But how could that guy possibly unleash such a terrifying attack?!
"Crack!"
A despairing metallic shriek came from the submarine's hull.
The special alloy meant to withstand the crushing pressure of the deep sea began to crack in great swaths under the Level 11 Soul Guidance Cannon's aftershock.
Ice-cold seawater surged through the gaps and flooded the cabin.
The submarine's pressure-resistant shield had shattered completely!
"Are we going to die here...?"
As they watched the surging water rush toward them, a trace of despair crossed the eyes of the Shrek Seven Devils.
They had only just endured the anguish of seeing their academy destroyed. Were they going to be robbed of even the chance to avenge it?
"No! I won't let everyone die here!"
Tang Wulin suddenly let out a roar like an ancient dragon.
Under the ultimate pressure of life and death, the purest bloodline in his body—the one that had lain dormant all this time, passed down from the Divine Realm—was finally awakened!
"Hum!"
A sacred azure radiance, older and purer than even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit, vast and boundless, suddenly burst from the space between Tang Wulin's brows!
Just moments ago, under the extreme pressure, another layer of the seal within his body had broken.
More importantly, the desperate crisis at the edge of life and death had allowed him to fully connect with the ultimate trump card left behind by his father, Sea God Tang San, who was far away in the Divine Realm!
Awakening!
"Sea God's Power, suppress it for me!!!"
Tang Wulin abruptly raised his right hand. A colossal phantom trident, gleaming with dazzling golden light from end to end, condensed in his palm.
This was a Super Divine Artifact—the Sea God Trident!
The instant the trident appeared, it was as if the entire deep sea had been paused.
The turbulent currents and energy storm, driven mad by the Level 11 Soul Guidance Cannon's explosion and tearing at the submarine—
miraculously calmed before the supreme power of the Sea God.
"Huh?"
Watching this unfold from more than a hundred nautical miles away, Luo Feng couldn't help but shudder!
"That works too?"
"As expected of the Tang family's line of cheaters. 666!"