"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The heavens collapsed and the earth split.
Mountains and rivers shattered.
A mushroom cloud blotted out the sky above Capital City.
This strike.
Heaven and earth shook.
This strike split the century-old city in two.
This strike was more than even an Eight-Awakening Peak could withstand.
This strike drained the color from heaven and earth.
For over ten minutes, the dust stirred up by the mushroom cloud refused to settle.
Off camera.
The Alien Races heaved heavy sighs of relief.
It was finally over.
Those troublesome bastards... were finally dead.
The entire Dragon Kingdom mourned.
People spontaneously took to the streets, silently kneeling outside their homes to burn Hell Money.
The Chun Prefecture residents knelt outside Eight-Nine Prefecture and did not rise for a long, long time.
They dared not imagine life without Old Eighth, Old Ninth, and Xiao Yuan.
The Lei Zis had never gotten to see their Great City completed, either.
Yang Huaimin closed his eyes and raised his head with difficulty. "My orders."
"Notify... the entire world that Chun Prefecture fought for our country, and that Guotai Min'an personally sent them to the Federation."
"They are heroes. They are... heroes of the Dragon Kingdom."
"Chun Prefecture did not fail the Dragon Kingdom. The Lei Zis did not fail the Dragon Kingdom."
"Our people should... know their names."
Everyone, Johnson included, was stunned.
This was tantamount to admitting that they had ordered everything Chun Prefecture had done in the Federation.
Although this would clear Chun Prefecture's name and recognize those who had died in battle as fallen heroes.
But... Guotai Min'an would inevitably face fierce public criticism.
After all, what Chun Prefecture had done... really was somewhat unsavory.
Holding Congress hostage, attacking the Commercial Center, destroying the Manufacturing Center, and slaughtering without restraint.
"Minister... shouldn't we