125: The entire army salutes, ready to carve out a new world!

With a muffled "puchi" sound!

The dark golden spearhead pierced through the Sea Monkey King's hard, wart-covered head as if there was no obstruction.

The dragon devouring spear entered through the back of the Sea Monkey King's head, carrying a mixture of red and white pulp, and directly exited through its fanged mouth, firmly pinning it to the steel plate of the wing below.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

The Sea Monkey King squeezed out two sounds from its throat, like a broken bellows. Its massive body suddenly twitched, and its limbs flailed wildly, its claws scraping against the metal sheets with a grating "zhiya" sound that made one's teeth ache.

In just three seconds, its sturdy, lumpy flesh completely softened, slumping to the ground like a pile of mud.

[Ding! Devoured Level 5 Sea Beast — Sea Monkey King's Soul!]

[Spear body strength increased! Weight increased by 50 jin!]

[Current dragon devouring spear weight: 1650 jin!]

Lu Sheng gripped the spear shaft with one hand, not intending to pull out the spear, and just coldly scanned his surroundings.

The remaining dozens of elite Sea Monkeys were already scared witless, each one scrambling to burrow into the gaps between scrap metal, while others eagerly jumped into the sea.

"Trying to run?"

Zhou Hai grinned, his face full of ruthlessness, and flames erupted from his body with a "teng" sound. He blocked their path in one step.

"Did you ask your grandpa first!"

"Boom!"

The Explosive Flame Fist was unleashed with full force, and several Sea Monkeys that had just jumped into the air were instantly blasted into fireballs, howling as they fell into the dark sea. The sizzling sound of roasting meat could be heard from afar.

Zhao Ze, carrying a large shield like a door panel, charged forward with his head down, directly pressing two Sea Monkeys against the container's metal skin, their bones cracking in a continuous string of "kacha" sounds.

Su Li's figure darted back and forth in the shadows. Each flash of cold light meant another green head falling to the ground.

This was not a battle at all.

It was a one-sided execution.

Ten minutes later.

The back mountain of the trash platform, which had been so noisy before, was now eerily quiet.

Only the rumbling sound of waves crashing against scrap metal, and black blood dripping "drip-drop" along the edge of the wing, forming a small stream that dyed the seawater below red.

Lu Sheng stood amidst a pile of corpses, his foot on the Sea Monkey King's body, his expression as calm as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

He raised his hand and grabbed at the air.

"Collect."

The space subtly trembled.

The Sea Monkey King's huge body, along with the scattered limbs all around, instantly vanished.

In the system space, the myriad things furnace rumbled into action, and the faint blue flames, as if ravenous, licked at the blood and flesh filled with viruses and filth, burning away all impurities.

[Ding! Smelting successful!]

[Obtained: 98 intermediate spirit source crystal cores!]

Ninety-eight intermediate crystal cores, this fortune would be enough to push an ordinary Spirit Source User directly to Level 5.

But in Lu Sheng's eyes, it was just a number.

He pulled out the dragon devouring spear, shook the spear body to flick off the last drop of foul blood, and turned to walk towards the shore.

"Let's go."

Lu Sheng didn't look back, his coat fluttering in the fishy wind.

"The fire, it's time to burn."

...On the shore, hundreds of red gasoline barrels had already been rolled to their designated positions. Qin Yue, with dozens of soldiers, was pouring yellowish-brown gasoline into every corner.

The container fortress, the mountains of trash, those racks hung with human bones... all were thoroughly soaked in gasoline.

The pungent smell of gasoline quickly overpowered the nauseating stench of corpses and fermentation.

Lu Sheng returned to the Deck of the blazing flame, pulled out the slightly deformed cigarette pack from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and lit it with his head down.

The flame flickered, reflecting in his emotionless golden vertical pupils.

"Major Lu, all ignition points have been set, and personnel have retreated to a safe distance." Qin Yue's voice in the communicator was a little hoarse, with a hint of uncontrollable trembling.

Lu Sheng took a deep drag from his cigarette. The spicy smoke circulated in his lungs before he slowly exhaled it.

He looked at the Trash Mountain, filled with sin, filth, and despair.

"Burn."

Just one word, spoken lightly, yet it directly condemned this wretched place to death.

On several assault boats a hundred meters away, "Swoosh—!"

Several incendiary bombs, trailing orange-red tails, cut through the gloomy sky and accurately plunged into the ventilation shafts of the container fortress.

After a brief silence—

"Boom—!!!"

A muffled sound, like the gates of hell being kicked open.

The towering flames instantly covered everything in sight. Dry trash, 废塑料, and gasoline-soaked wooden boards all became fierce accelerants, burning furiously.

Rolling black smoke, like a black dragon baring its fangs and claws, roared upwards, making the already gloomy sky even darker.

"Crackling—"

A dense series of popping sounds came from the raging fire; it was the sound of those sins being incinerated under high temperatures.

Hundreds of meters away on the sea, heat waves washed over them, scorching their cheeks.

Lu Sheng stood at the bow of the ship, neither dodging nor blinking.

The firelight danced in his pupils. He seemed to see the woman's liberated smile before her death again, and heard her words, "We don't want to endure anymore."

This fire not only burned trash but also served as a send-off for those who suffered.

"Attention, all—!!"

In the communication channel, Chen Yan's extremely penetrating roar suddenly exploded, filled with irrepressible grief and solemnity.

He had seen everything inside the containers through the drone.

As a soldier, failing to protect the common people was a dereliction of duty, but now, all he could do was give the deceased their final dignity.

"Salute—!!!"

"Whoosh!"

On the blazing flame, the Zhenyuan Ship, and the several escort ships behind them, whether they were sentries on the Deck or blood-soaked warriors who had just returned from the battlefield, all turned in unison towards the raging sea of fire.

Thousands of arms rose simultaneously, fingertips pressed tightly against their brows.

There was no military music, no eulogy, only the sound of waves crashing against the ships and the roaring of the great fire.

Zhou Hai put away his usual playful demeanor, his face full of solemnity, his saluting arm held perfectly straight.

Zhao Ze's eyes were red, his lips tightly pressed together.

Su Li even bowed deeply.

Lu Sheng slowly raised his hand, performing a military salute that was not standard, but sufficiently heavy.

He looked at the collapsing fortress in the firelight, at the black ashes drifting away with the wind.

If this damned Apocalypse didn't end, such things that turn humans into ghosts and ghosts into beasts would repeat over and over again on the sea.

No matter how fast he killed, no matter how sharp the dragon devouring spear was, he couldn't save everyone.

Unless... he set the rules.

Unless he could stand at the pinnacle of this world and completely overturn this turbulent era.

"Little Lu, it's all burned clean." Zhou Hai lowered his hand, watching the firelight gradually sink below the sea level, his voice low, "We... should go too."

The foundation of the Trash Mountain was burned through, and the colossal ruins began to break apart, sinking to the bottom of the sea with a

The churning seawater swallowed everything, leaving only a large expanse of black ash and white steam.

Lu Sheng lowered his hand and flicked away the cigarette butt that had long burned out at his fingertips.

The spark fell into the sea and was instantly extinguished.

He turned around, the sea breeze making his blood-stained greatcoat flap " 獵獵" (lièlìe) and his back as straight as a spear shaft.

Since this world was in chaos, then he would use his long spear to pacify this chaotic era.

He wanted to carve out a clean new world on this sea!

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over everyone, towards the deeper, more dangerous unknown sea ahead.

There were more powerful sea beasts there, harsher weather, and perhaps even uglier human hearts than the Sea Monkeys.

Lu Sheng's lips curled slightly upwards, revealing a cold smile, the golden glow in his eyes flickering incessantly.

"Let's go."

"Vroom—!!!"

The blazing flame's engine roared thunderously, its massive propeller churning the floating ash on the sea surface. The black hull, like a sharp blade, cut through the waves and surged at full speed towards the deep sea.

Behind them, the sunken Trash Mountain had completely turned into historical dust, leaving only a legend about the white-clothed youth, drifting with the sea breeze into the distance.

PS: Today's update (2/3).