A mushroom cloud rose. If this island had still been its original self, this mushroom cloud would probably have left not a blade of grass alive. But now, the island had expanded from less than ten square kilometers to over a hundred kilometers in both length and width.
Even if it could not directly cover the entire island, the mushroom cloud's might still made the Kun Cang giants led by Li Chunshui's hearts pound wildly.
The Forked Flood Dragons, which ordinary missiles could only toss high into the air without even tearing their flesh, were directly vaporized beneath that blazing light bright enough to blind ordinary people. When the shockwave swept through, every Forked Flood Dragon within a hundred-mile radius was torn apart.
With such terrifying power, what could possibly remain?
Yet the process of opening the Folded Space continued, and the island was still expanding...
Beyond a hundred miles, the Forked Flood Dragons were still packed together like a dense forest...
"The first plan called for ten, didn't it? Ten probably won't be enough!" Lin Weiyang said.
"Looks like it really isn't enough!" Bloodmark Heavenly King said. "Luckily the professor reminded us. Otherwise, no one would have imagined that this space alone would require more than ten nuclear bombs!"
"Just how many did you prepare?" Lin Weiyang refused the praise. He cared only about what mattered most to him.
"Enough!" Bloodmark Heavenly King grinned.
High in the sky, nine enormous fireballs shot in at once and smashed heavily into the island. Huge mushroom clouds surged upward, followed immediately by nine more clouds rising simultaneously.
They were scattered throughout the space that had just fully opened.
The rising clouds were extremely strange. Something seemed to be blocking them overhead, and the clouds churned within a transparent expanse. This, in turn,