The satellites transmitted the footage back to the Tianshu Command Center.
High-orbit reconnaissance satellites locked onto the three nuclear blast zones, while drones shielded from electromagnetic effects by magic shields descended and circled the outskirts of the blast centers to verify the results.
In the footage, the ground had burned into a glassy black crust. Heat waves distorted the air, and even the edges of the image trembled slightly.
"Target one, no signs of life."
"Target two, no signs of life."
"Target three, no signs of life."
Terra's Seventh-Order Experts also confirmed the results.
[Following fourfold verification by satellites, drones, seismic nodes, and Terra's experts: three Seventh-Order Demon Venerables confirmed killed.]
Inside the command center, the weight that had pressed against everyone's chest for over a dozen hours finally lifted.
Someone pulled off their headset hard, their palms drenched in sweat.
Someone stared at the screen, unable to keep the corners of their mouth from rising.
In a short time, Great Xia had singled out and eliminated six Seventh-Order Demon Venerables on the spot.
Back then, a single Sixth-Rank Commander had forced Great Xia to use nuclear bombs to defend itself.
A single Eighth-Order Demon God had forced Great Xia to exhaust every means at its disposal and join forces with Terra. In the end, at the critical moment, the newly developed Antimatter Bomb had delivered the decisive blow.
Han Niba slowly exhaled.
The Demon Venerables were all dead, but that did not mean the battle was over.
The wormhole was still there.
Every extra minute that thing kept spinning, it might spit another unexpected enemy onto Blue Star.
They already had two controllable wormholes. Great Xia did not need this one.
Han Niba raised a hand to silence the chatter on the channel and said gravely:
"Joint