128: The world's air forces became obsolete overnight!

When Lu Chen's ultimate ultimatum, filled with god-like dominance and unquestionable authority—"The ruler of the sky is named Xia"—echoed clearly through the global broadcast and into the underground command center of The Pentagon, Burns and all the arrogant Western Alliance magnates present felt as if an invisible giant hand was squeezing their throats!

Their faces all turned deathly pale!

Their bodies were icy cold!

Their minds were blank!

Disarm!

That Eastern Devil!

He actually wants, in front of the entire world!

To force this military empire, which has ruled the world for centuries!

To cripple itself?!

This is no longer mere humiliation!

This is clearly naked and undisguised

Conquest!

"No! Impossible!"

"We will never surrender!"

That hot-tempered Five-Star General was like a mad bull driven to a corner!

He slammed his hand on the table and roared hysterically:

"I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe he really dares to risk starting World War Three!"

"And declare war on our entire Western Alliance!"

"Pass on my order!"

He pointed at the operations staff officer responsible for global strategic deployment behind him and bellowed:

"Have all our air bases deployed globally enter the highest level of combat readiness!"

"All F-22s, F-35s, B-2s—everything that can fly, get them up in the air now!"

"I want to see exactly!"

"His so-called 'Aerospace Fleet'—"

"If it's really as impressive as he claims!"

This mad, mutually assured destruction declaration instantly ignited the last spark of

fighting spirit in the hearts of all the hawk magnates present!

"That's right! Let's fight them!"

"I refuse to believe that our tens of thousands of state-of-the-art fighter jets!"

"Can't defeat his thousand flashy 'Ghosts'?"

"Victory must belong to the Free World!"

For a moment!

The desperate, suffocating atmosphere in the entire command center was swept away!

It was replaced by a morbid, frantic war

fervor!

They were like a group of gamblers who had lost all their chips!

Pitting their last hope on the seemingly massive aerial

advantage!

However,

they did not know.

While they were still frantically clamoring to "fight to the death" with the Xia Nation people.

On the live broadcast screen.

The Eastern Youth, whose face was calm, slowly shook his head.

A hint of pity and

disdain, like a god looking down on ants, appeared on his face.

"Sigh."

He let out a soft sigh.

"It seems some people won't turn back until they hit the Southern Wall."

"In that case,"

A cold, cruel arc curved at the corner of his mouth!

"heavenly craft."

"Go ahead and play with them properly."

[Yes, Master.]

heavenly craft's crisp voice was full of the playful mirth of a successful prank.

["Global Disarmament" program initiating!]

[Target: All "Iron Coffins" that dare to take off!]

[Mission: Leave none remaining!]

As soon as she finished speaking!

"Whoosh—!!!"

"Whoosh—!!!"

"Whoosh—!!!"

High above the Pacific Ocean!

The thousand golden Ghosts, blotting out the sky and filled with cold killing intent!

Instantly transformed into a thousand streaks of golden lightning almost impossible to capture with the naked eye!

Moving in a manner that no radar could lock onto!

Unfathomable to any human, at a terrifying

speed exceeding Mach thirty!

They frantically

assaulted all Western Alliance air bases across the globe!

Western Alliance Guam Anderson Air Force Base!

Dozens of B-2 stealth strategic bombers were slowly taxiing out onto the runway!

Preparing for takeoff!

Just then!

"Boom—!!!"

A terrifying, deafening roar!

A streak of golden lightning descended from the sky!

In an eerie, almost teleporting posture!

It precisely bombarded the sturdy, three-kilometer-long runway!

Instantly!

The special concrete runway, strong enough to withstand space shuttle landings and takeoffs, was forcibly melted, creating a terrifying

crater more than a hundred meters in diameter!

All the taxiing B-2 bombers plunged headfirst into the giant crater like headless flies that had lost their direction!

And burst into raging flames!

Yet, that streak of golden lightning didn't even pause!

It merely traced a graceful arc in the air!

And then vanished into the vast horizon!

Hiding its merits and fame deeply!

And a similar scene!

At the very same moment!

At Kadena Base in Sakura Island Nation!

At Ramstein Base in Europe!

In all Western Alliance air bases worldwide!

Simultaneously

played out!

A thousand "Kunpeng" Aerospace Fighters!

Were like a thousand scalpels wielded by gods!

With surgical precision and efficiency!

In less than five minutes!

They completely destroyed all the takeoff runways at the Western Alliance's hundreds of air bases spread across the globe!

They were all sliced to shreds!

All those arrogant F-22s and F-35s that had just taken off

Were all like a group of pitiful

cripples with broken legs!

They could only watch helplessly as their bombed-out "homes"!

Circled aimlessly in the air!

Awaiting the final

judgment when their fuel ran out!

"No... impossible..."

Inside The Pentagon command center.

The Five-Star General stared at the "hell on earth" of wreckage and wailing on the screen, collapsing spiritlessly into his chair!

His cloudy old eyes were filled with endless despair!

It's over!

Everything is goddamn over!

Their aerial

hegemony, which they had proudly used to rule this planet for centuries!

Today!

In these short five minutes!

Was utterly

Destroyed

by someone using the most arrogant and unreasonable method!

Meanwhile, on the live broadcast screen.

The god-like Eastern Youth acted as if he had just done a trivial little thing.

He smiled faintly at the group of Western Alliance magnates on the screen who were utterly terrified.

Then, in front of everyone in the world, he slowly raised his right hand.

And snapped his fingers crisply.

"Alright."

"Now the world can finally be peaceful."