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Eight sharp blades pierced his chest and back without resistance. Warm blood gushed like a fountain, staining his clothes red. Fayan Luo staggered backward, the metallic sweetness of blood rising in his mouth, but there was no fear in his bloodshot eyes. Instead, he burst into crazed laughter.
"Ha ha... You want to kill me? Not that easy!"
Just as everyone thought the outcome was settled, Fayan Luo suddenly raised both hands. In his palms, two miniature Nuclear Reactor Cores radiating a faint blue glow trembled violently.
"Then come to hell with me!"
He slammed his hands together, sending the two cores into a fatal collision.
Humm-!
A blinding white light erupted, followed by a devastating shock wave that surged wildly outward. The earth trembled, space warped, and the enormous white sphere swallowed all light and sound in an instant, like a sun descending upon the world.
The four Phantoms discovered to their horror that the bodies they were so proud of were helpless against this intense heat and pressure. Their limbs disintegrated, their bones melted, and their skin charred until they finally turned to ash. Even the sharp blade that had once severed a nuclear blade vaporized in an instant.
The forest fell deathly silent. Only a scorched, empty expanse remained to attest to that brief, brutal clash.
The resulting shock wave tore a massive opening through the dense primeval forest like an invisible giant hand. Towering ancient trees were as fragile as scraps of paper before its destructive force. They were uprooted and reduced to dust and broken limbs flying through the air. The once-lush ground became a barren, blackened clearing, while billowing smoke and dust shot into the sky, forming a terrifying mushroom cloud.
Meanwhile, inside Moyana Tower, the hundred-story skyscraper hotel in the city center,