222: Chapter 222 I didn’t want to make a big deal, but you forced me to do it!
Meanwhile, Lin Tianhe was sprawled on the leather sofa in his luxury yacht's private cabin.
Soothing jazz played from the top-tier sound system.
Amber whiskey swirled in a crystal glass.
Yet, his heart felt constricted by a poisonous snake, cold and suffocating.
He had just left the Northern Myanmar base.
His private channel began vibrating frantically with secret messages!
"Boss! Urgent call! The Myanmar Coast Guard's rescue channel! Look!"
He frowned and clicked it open.
A public safety emergency broadcast!
It was scrolling!
Myanmar was hit by an "unprecedented" super sandstorm!
Location... Myawaddy area!
The news footage switched!
Satellite image!
It was shocking!
A large expanse of lush, primeval rainforest... with the Kaiyuan Casino at its core... looked as if it had been wiped clean by an invisible giant hand!
Completely gone!
Replaced by... a blinding, desolate sandy yellow! An endless desert!
High-definition images!
Concrete buildings weren't just collapsed... they were completely ground flat! Rebar exposed, like withered bones weathered for a thousand years!
Yellow sand was rapidly devouring everything!
The news anchor's tone was grave:
"...The cause is currently unknown, and multiple domestic forces have intervened in the rescue... but the area has suffered heavy losses, and the strongholds of several major forces... are suspected to be completely annihilated..."
The light from the phone screen reflected on Lin Tianhe's pale face.
Cold sweat! Instantly soaked his back!
His hand trembled violently, spilling liquor all over him.
Lin Mo!
He really came!
And... this wasn't human power!
Not a weather weapon!
This was a god-like power!
Climbing back from the hell of Point Nemo.
Silently infiltrating Handong.
Now!
A strike from afar! Directly turning his most important lair in Northern Myanmar! Including its foundations and people! Into a desert!
"What... what exactly did he obtain...?" Lin Tianhe's voice was hoarse and dry, trembling with uncontrollable fear.
Superpowers? More than that!
Destroying a city with a raise of a hand! From a thousand miles away! Creating natural disasters!
This was divine punishment!
Recalling the exploding heads in the research vessel's surveillance footage... what did Lin Mo absorb?
Brain Quantum? Soul? Life force?
Lin Tianhe felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
More terrifying than the most dreadful fantasy weapons in Eagle Country's labs!
A monster!
An absolute monster!
His proud financial empire, his private army... in the face of such power... was insignificant!
"Accelerate! Full speed! To international waters!" He grabbed the communicator, his voice shrill and distorted, fear twisting his features, "Head towards Eagle Country."
He smashed the crystal glass onto the million-dollar floor!
Shattered!
Just like his nerves, stretched to their breaking point, on the verge of collapse.
Lin Mo's shadow... like that all-consuming desert... had already enveloped his entire world... the desertified Myawaddy.
Transformed into a desolate sea of sand.
Lin Mo stood atop a sand dune.
Dilireba stood by his side, the yellow sand flowing docilely beneath her feet.
Lin Tianhe... had fled.
A flicker of annoyance crossed his mind.
Should he... turn all of Northern Myanmar... upside down?
The thought had just arisen.
Shashasha —
Footsteps mixed with crude laughter.
Seven or eight dark-skinned, lean as iron, bare-chested men, carrying old AK47s, emerged from behind the sand dune.
The leader, a man with a scar on his face, scanned Lin Mo with greedy eyes.
"A Dragon Countryman?" He bared his teeth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.
Lin Mo looked up, his gaze icy.
"Ha! It really is!" The scar-faced man was overjoyed, his gun barrel swaying casually, "Brothers! A fat sheep! One that slipped through the net!"
"Tie him up! If he has money at home, squeeze it out! If not... hehe..." A one-eyed man next to him sneered, making a throat-slitting gesture with his finger, "Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys! Take them apart and sell them! Valuable goods!"
The men burst into laughter! Like hyenas discovering prey!
Holding their guns! They swaggered closer!
"Stop!" The scar-faced man saw Lin Mo's lack of reaction and roared!
Lin Mo's footsteps did not halt.
"Damn it! Are you deaf?!" The one-eyed man was furious! He abruptly raised his gun!
Bang!
A bullet! Whizzed past the tip of Lin Mo's ear! The scorching airflow stirred a few strands of his hair!
Lin Mo's steps paused.
He slowly turned his head.
His eyes were terrifyingly calm.
"It seems..." His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly pierced through the sand, carrying a hint of cold mockery, "I originally didn't intend to make a big fuss..."
"You... really want me to make a bigger fuss."
"Then..."
"I shall grant your wish."
They looked closely and only then realized there was a dark figure beside Lin Mo.
It was unclear.
But it was somewhat eerie.
"Putting on an act! Who are you trying to scare?!" The scar-faced man scoffed! His finger moved towards the trigger!
The next second!
An abrupt change occurred!
Behind Lin Mo!
Dilireba's figure silently appeared! Barefoot and suspended in mid-air! Her fiery red hair danced wildly in the heatwave! Like a desert goddess!
Her eyes were icy cold! Her jade-like finger gently lifted!
Om —!
The scorching yellow sand all around! As if swept up by an invisible storm! Transformed into billions of fine sand streams! Like living things! Precisely and incomparably! Drilling into the barrels of all the AK47s! The magazines! Even the firing mechanisms!
"Click! Click!" The scar-faced man and the others frantically pulled their triggers!
No response!
"Damn it! Jammed?!" The one-eyed man exclaimed in anger!
Before his words finished!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom —!!!
The bodies of all the AK47s! Like steel pipes filled with explosives! Instantly expanded! Twisted! Exploded!!!
Pfft! Crack! Ah —!!!
Terrifying air currents mixed with scorching metal fragments and sand! Exploded like a meat grinder!
The scar-faced man, the one-eyed man... all the gunmen!
Their hands! Forearms! Along with half their shoulders! Were instantly blown to bloody pulp! Bones shattered! Shredded flesh and bone fragments mixed with scorching sand sprayed out! Staining the yellow sand beneath their feet red!
"My hands! My hands, ah —!!!" A shrill, inhuman scream tore through the desert's silence!
But this!
Was just the beginning!
Dilireba's eyes were cold and merciless!
Her fingertips moved slightly!
At the explosive wounds! The scorching sand particles, stained with flesh and blood! Like billions of hungry desert army ants!
Came alive!
Frantically! Along the ruptured blood vessels! The torn muscles! They drilled into their bodies!
"Ugh ah —!!!"
"What is it?! It's drilling inside!!"
"Itch! Pain! Burning!!!"
"Help! Help me, ah —!!!"
Excruciating pain! Intense itching! Burning! Ten thousand ants gnawing at the heart!
An indescribable, terrifying torment!
The few bandits were like live shrimp thrown into a frying pan! Rolling frantically on the scorching sand! Convulsing! Scratching!
Beneath their skin! Countless tiny sand mounds visibly bulged! As if living creatures were drilling and gnawing within their flesh!
Their eyeballs bulged! Bloodshot! Their mouths wide open! But they could only emit gasping, wheezing sounds! Their throats, their windpipes... had long been filled with icy sand particles!
Their struggles grew weaker and weaker.
Their bodies became like sand sculptures drained of water.
Their skin cracked! Muscles atrophied! Bones made a teeth-grinding creaking sound as the sand particles rubbed against them!
Finally.
They completely stiffened.
Turning into seven... sandified mummies... completely eroded, sucked dry, and weathered from the inside by yellow sand!
A gust of wind blew.
Their cracked husks rustled and peeled away.
Scattering into a pile of lifeless sand.
Merging into this... death desert... created by Lin Mo himself.