Chapter 316: Chapter 212: The Spirit is Indestructible, the Flesh Reconstituted! The Sinking of Fusang Island! The Call for Nuclear Arms!
Nobody had ever thought that in the Pacific Ocean, the nuclear hegemon that had rampaged for a full two days would suddenly lose control within seconds, entangled by eight serpentine necks.
Flashes of fire and lightning flickered simultaneously.
Venom corroded the cosmic metal shell bit by bit.
Inside the cockpit, the Ames War God died in combat, his shriveled corpse covered in blood.
In the live broadcast room, the signal was interrupted once more as helicopters plunged one after another into the Pacific Ocean.
"I told you, this is Lord Orochi! Lord Orochi is unstoppable! It’s over, everything is over!"
Some Martial Artists from Fusang were the first to break down, proclaiming on major platforms how terrifying Orochi was and that to survive, sacrifices of young girls had to be made to the great one.
"Are they crazy? What kind of society is this? Fusang is really regressing. But how did the Ames War God just die out of the blue? Wasn’t it full of vigor just after that leap? I almost thought Orochi’s head was about to be chopped off."
"Fusang, haven’t they always been like this? Bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Just a few minutes ago, I saw them boasting on platforms about how powerful the Ames War God was. They praised Freedom Country’s mighty national power and the unrivaled might of the Mecha nuclear hegemon. They claimed Jiang Tian was nothing special, just smoke and mirrors. They even suggested the live broadcast content might be fake, fabricated by our Xia Country, as if anyone could survive in space."
"Laughable. Now that the Ames War God is dead, they’ve immediately changed their tune. But the Ames War God was really too useless, wasn’t it? It felt like Orochi just roared a few times, and that was it."
"This reveals a significant problem with Mechas: while a Mecha’s strength is undoubtedly related to the Mecha itself, the pilot is more important. Once the pilot is dead, even the strongest Mecha becomes mere scrap metal. From this perspective, Mechas are inferior to Martial Artists. They are external aids, much like firearms for ordinary people; it’s the firearms that are powerful, not the individuals wielding them."
"Exactly. Mechas and firearms are external aids that only offer an advantage against opponents of a similar level. However, if there’s a huge disparity—such as ordinary people with firearms facing a Hua Jing Master—they wouldn’t even know how they died. Although the Ames War God is powerful, the Sixth Rank Mutant Beasts it previously encountered were likely among the weaker ones. The might of this Orochi far exceeded the Ames War God’s comprehension, so it was easily crushed."
In the Martial Artist Union, Martial Artists from Xia Country eagerly voiced their opinions.
The live broadcast rooms in Xia Country were split into two: one continuously broadcast Jiang Shu’s cosmic cultivation, while the other showed the battle with Orochi in the sea.
At that moment, missiles launched from Fusang’s borders at extreme speed, streaking across the sky, setting everything ablaze as they struck Orochi directly.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Mushroom clouds erupted over the Pacific Ocean.
Fusang’s military strength, though less than Xia Country’s and Freedom Country’s, still ranked it among the world’s powerful nations.
With the emergence of the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm, they had also acquired manufacturing techniques for higher-level thermal weapons from Cosmic Relics, further advancing their missile development capabilities.
Aside from lacking the most fearsome nuclear weapons, they were not inferior to other nations in other aspects.
On television, the Prime Minister of Fusang addressed the nation, reassuring the public.
"This is not some Orochi at all! Orochi is just a myth, a legend! This is merely an ordinary Sixth Rank Mutant Beast! And Mutant Beasts, being made of flesh and blood, will also disintegrate into ash under our missiles! Everyone, please believe us! Do not panic!"
On the streets of Fusang, large screens everywhere displayed the battle in the Pacific.
Amidst the lightning and fire, half of a serpentine head was blown off, and agonizing screams echoed across the Pacific.
Everything seemed to be heading in the right direction.
The people on the streets cried tears of joy, hugging each other. The thunderous explosions on the screens gave them an indescribable sense of security.
Dozens more missiles were launched in a coordinated volley.
Fighter jets were also poised, ready to carry out the final cleanup operations.
"Fusang, for all their ’good little days,’ certainly possesses strong capabilities. Their resources run deep. One missile costs hundreds of millions, and they’ve launched tens of billions worth in just a few minutes."
"With Freedom Country’s backing, how could they not be strong? Fusang is just a huge thorn they’ve planted near our Xia Country. Besides, Fusang’s own military strength isn’t bad. Even if it were lacking, Freedom Country would relax conditions, allowing them to purchase these missiles."
"It’s just a pity Orochi appeared so far away. If it had emerged right in Fusang, they would have suffered severe losses, even with missile strikes. Now, it’s merely a monetary loss for them, while their gains are much greater."
"Ugh, I don’t want to watch this anymore. Let’s go watch Jiang Tian’s cosmic cultivation instead. This Orochi is all show and no go. I thought it would be an invincible start after instantly killing the nuclear hegemon. Turns out, it peaked right at the beginning."
"Exactly! What a waste of its size. Fusang wasn’t affected at all. I’m out of here."
In the forums, many netizens from Xia Country began switching back to Jiang Shu’s live broadcast room. Although the final outcome wasn’t yet clear, they had distinctly seen the hundred-meter-tall Orochi rendered utterly powerless under the missile barrage.
Chunks of gigantic flesh were sent flying, with various venoms and blood spurting out.
More than half of its eight heads and eight tails had been blasted away.