198: Chapter 198 One Punch Kills, That's a Grandmaster!
"A delivery man?"
When that Three-Eyed Clan elite commander heard Wang Pingan's question, which was filled with "childlike innocence," his face—which had always maintained an aloof, sinister, and handsome expression—completely froze.
For the first time, an emotion called "utter bewilderment" appeared in his eyes, which were usually filled with indifference and disdain.
The "Judicator" warriors of the Three-Eyed Clan behind him were also collectively petrified.
They looked at one another, seeing a trace of the same absurdity and disbelief in each other's eyes as their commander.
This human... is something wrong with his head?
Did he not see us just kill half of their team with a single glance?
Did he not see that their captain, who seemed the most capable of fighting, is now suppressed by our commander's pressure to the point where he cannot even move?
In such a tense and serious situation, filled with the aura of despair and death!
You're asking us if we're here to deliver a package?!
"Hehe... hehehehe..."
After a brief moment of bewilderment, the Three-Eyed Clan elite commander suddenly laughed.
He laughed so hard he doubled over, his tears nearly flowing out.
It was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the universe.
"Interesting... truly interesting..."
Still laughing, he slowly walked toward Wang Pingan, who was still sitting on the massage chair with a look of "innocence."
In his sinister eyes, a playful and cruel light flickered, like a cat watching a mouse.
"Little human insect."
"I must admit, your courage is the greatest among all the humans I have ever met."
"And also the stupidest."
"However, since you have successfully amused me."
"I have decided to give you a dignified death."
He slowly raised his right hand.
In the center of his palm, a dark purple sphere of lightning energy, filled with an aura of chaos and destruction, began to slowly take shape!
"I will use this 'Annihilation Divine Lightning' that I have personally prepared for you."
"To completely erase your body along with your soul from this universe."
"Leaving not even the slightest trace of your existence."
"Now..."
"Feel despair!"
A cruel and satisfied, hideous smile appeared on his handsome face!
The "Annihilation Divine Lightning" in his hand, compressed to its limit, carried a terrifying power sufficient to instantly vaporize this entire patrol ship!
He slammed it toward Wang Pingan, who was already a dead man in his eyes!
However, facing this lethal strike that would make any Seventh-Rank Mid-stage Grandmaster turn pale, Wang Pingan's face still held that lazy expression, as if he hadn't fully woken up.
He was even too lazy to move his buttocks from that comfortable massage chair.
He merely slowly raised his right hand.
Then, at the very last moment before that destructive "Annihilation Divine Lightning" could touch his body, he extended a single finger.
His index finger.
He lightly tapped that terrifying lightning orb.
There was no earth-shattering roar, no world-destroying energy explosion, only a nearly imperceptible "pop."
It was as if he had merely punctured a small soap bubble.
Then, within the Three-Eyed Clan elite commander's pupils, which contracted with extreme horror and disbelief, the terrifying lightning orb he took pride in—the one said to be able to "annihilate" everything—the moment it touched the youth's seemingly slender and even "fragile" finger, it just silently... annihilated.
Yes.
Annihilated.
Like an illusory, non-existent bubble, it vanished into thin air without stirring even the slightest ripple of energy.
As if it had never appeared in this world.
"..."
The entire cockpit fell into a deathly silence once again.
The Three-Eyed Clan elite commander's face, which had been filled with cruelty and satisfaction, was now completely frozen.
He stared blankly at his empty palm, which still held a trace of residual warmth from the lightning energy, then looked up at the youth who still wore that harmless, lazy smile.
His mind was a complete blank.
"This... this is impossible..."
He squeezed out those few words, which were filled with trembling and disbelief, from between his teeth.
"Is your 'delivery' finished?"
Wang Pingan's voice rang out leisurely.
He slowly stood up from the comfortable massage chair.
Then, under the gaze of countless petrified eyes, he walked step by step toward the completely stunned Three-Eyed Clan elite commander.
"If you're finished..."
"Then it's my turn to 'deliver' something to you."
Wang Pingan still wore that warm and harmless smile.
But in the eyes of the Three-Eyed Clan elite commander, that smile made his heart palpitate with more dread and fear than the grin of the most terrifying devil in hell!
"You... don't come any closer!"
The moment the Three-Eyed Clan elite commander saw Wang Pingan walking toward him, his proud heart, which was usually filled with indifference and disdain, completely collapsed!
He let out a scream filled with shock and terror!
Without even thinking, he turned around, wanting to flee!
What kind of joke was this?!
He popped the Annihilation Divine Lightning with a single finger?!
What kind of monster is this, damn it?!
This was simply not an existence that a mere Seventh-Rank Mid-stage "elite" like him could contend with!
However, while he wanted to run, Wang Pingan had no intention of giving him the chance.
"You want to leave now?"
"Too late."
Wang Pingan's voice sounded softly in his ear, like a death sentence.
In the next second, Wang Pingan's figure vanished from before his eyes without any warning.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Three-Eyed Clan elite commander who was preparing to escape.
He raised his hand.
Clenched his fist.
Then, he casually threw a punch at the "delivery man" who was already a dead man in his eyes.
He didn't use any fist techniques or moves; it was just a seemingly ordinary, even somewhat soft punch, as if he were casually shooing away an annoying fly.
But the moment his fist swung out—
BOOM—!!!
A small but radiant golden "Blood Vitality Sun," emitting endless light and heat!
It flashed briefly upon his fist!
Great Sun Furnace Scripture!
At that moment, the Three-Eyed Clan elite commander's eyes, filled with shock and terror, bulged wide!
He felt as if he were looking at an exploding sun!
He wanted to move, to dodge, to resist, but he discovered in despair that his body and soul, before that domineering and peerless "sun" filled with extreme Yang energy—
Were pinned down firmly!
He couldn't move even an inch!
He could only watch helplessly as that plain-looking fist grew larger and larger in his field of vision... finally imprinting itself gently upon his indestructible Colonial Armor, which was crafted from the most advanced biotechnology.
There was no earth-shattering roar, no world-destroying explosion, only a nearly imperceptible "thud." And then...
Under the now completely numb gazes of everyone present.
That insufferably arrogant Three-Eyed Clan elite commander, whose strength was comparable to a human Seventh-Rank Mid-stage Grandmaster.
His tall body, along with the set of black biological Colonial Armor he wore.
Simply shattered inch by inch.
Turning into dust that filled the air.
Scattering with the wind.
As if he had never appeared in this world.