128: The End—Water Drop! This strike is called Divine Punishment!

Inside the Bridge of the Natural Selection, the atmosphere was completely different from the tense, murderous aura outside.

Gu Nianqiu blinked her innocent big eyes, looking at the glowing dots of the two aggressive fleets that surrounded them on the screen, her small mouth pouting slightly.

She tugged at Lin Mo's sleeve curiously and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Mo, are they here to snatch the cake too?"

This sentence, like a breath of fresh air, instantly dispelled the heavy, impending storm.

Gu Zhixia, who was about to switch to combat mode, almost couldn't maintain the stern look on her face.

She glanced at her innocent younger sister beside her, then at Lin Mo, whose expression was calm, as if the two massive fleets before them were nothing more than a few annoying flies.

Her heart, which had been pounding fiercely due to the approaching powerful enemy, inexplicably settled down completely.

"They aren't here to snatch the cake."

Lin Mo rubbed Gu Nianqiu's head, his tone as calm as if stating an established fact.

"They are here... to be firewood."

He slowly walked to the main console, his gaze falling on the "Iron Hammer" fleet, the most boisterous one on the screen.

There was no anger in his eyes, no tension.

Only a faint hint, as if watching a ridiculous farce whose ending was already determined.

These people simply couldn't comprehend.

What kind of war monster, evolved to its extreme, they were truly facing on this trip.

Their understanding of power was still ridiculously stuck on measuring it with bigger cannons and thicker armor.

While he, on the other hand, already stood upon the threshold of Law.

"Zhi Xia, ready to attack?"

Lin Mo didn't even turn his head.

"Anytime."

Gu Zhixia's reply was crisp and decisive, and in her cool phoenix eyes, an excited fighting spirit had already ignited.

"No rush."

Lin Mo shook his head, a cold, judgmental curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"First, let them witness... an unprecedented fireworks display."

He stretched out his hand.

His slender fingers lightly tapped in the void, as if conducting a symphony dedicated to death.

Cold and emotionless commands echoed through the Bridge.

"Spear of Law, lock onto the Iron Hammer flagship."

"Fire."

There was no earth-shattering roar.

No world-destroying momentum.

Below the Natural Selection's hull, at the muzzle of the "Spear of Law"—that weapon composed of solidified darkness and golden divine runes—a barely perceptible distortion occurred in the space.

Immediately after.

A crystal-clear, flawless "water droplet," as if a tear shed by a god at creation, silently slid out from the muzzle.

It left no trail of light or flame.

Nor did it make any sound.

It just quietly, at a visibly slow, almost leisurely pace, cut through the sky, drifting towards the flagship of the "Iron Hammer" fleet, that menacing heavy assault ship.

This scene clearly fell into the eyes of everyone in the "Iron Hammer" fleet.

"What is that thing?"

An observer rubbed his eyes, looking at the slowly flying small object on the screen with a puzzled expression.

"Commander! The target has launched an unknown projectile! Tiny in volume, slow in speed, energy signature... zero! Repeat, energy signature is zero!"

"Zero?"

Iron Hammer leaned closer to the screen, first stunned, then erupted into deafening laughter, the flabby flesh on his chest trembling violently.

"Hahahahaha! What is this? Did it spit on me? That useless Old Seven was taken out by this piece of junk?! What a huge joke!"

He waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly he deemed unworthy of his attention.

"Energy shields to maximum! Full power! I want to see how this little marble scratches my 'Iron Hammer'!"

"Yes!"

The "Iron Hammer"'s energy shield was instantly pushed to its limit; the thick, crimson energy shield enveloped the entire hull like a red-hot branding iron, with even roaring Iron Hammer phantoms appearing on its surface.

The crystal-clear "water droplet" finally arrived.

It struck precisely, directly at the bow of the "Iron Hammer."

The next second.

A scene so bizarre it would freeze the soul occurred.

When the "water droplet" touched that thick energy shield, capable of withstanding several rounds of main gun salvos, it didn't cause any ripples, nor did any explosion occur.

It just... passed through.

Like a ghost from a higher dimension, it directly ignored the barrier of matter and energy, as if the energy shield, which Iron Hammer was so proud of, simply didn't exist.

"What?!"

"It... it passed through!"

"No damage report on the shield! Damn it! What the hell is going on?!"

Inside the Bridge, everyone's wild laughter froze on their faces, replaced by incomprehensible horror and a bone-chilling coldness that surged wildly from the depths of their spines.

"Dodge! Quick, dodge!!!"

The flabby flesh on Iron Hammer's face trembled frantically; he finally realized that he was facing a terror completely beyond his comprehension and beyond all reason!

He let out a beast-like roar.

"Emergency evasion! All engines overloaded! Get me away from it!"

The massive hull of the "Iron Hammer," amidst the wailing of its engines, began clumsy and frantic evasive maneuvers.

The bow sharply veered to one side.

However, it was too late.

The "water droplet," which had already penetrated the shield and should have continued in a straight line, cut a razor-sharp acute angle in the air, completely defying the law of inertia!

It completed a turn in an inconceivable angle in an instant!

Then, it lightly, effortlessly, imprinted itself on the center of the "Iron Hammer"'s already veered hull.

Pffft.

A soft sound.

Like a drop of water falling onto a red-hot iron plate.

No explosion.

No flames.

Only... annihilation.

Centered on the point of contact of the "water droplet," an absolute, pure "void" appeared.

That heavy assault ship, nearly a thousand meters long and built of sturdy alloy—its hull, armor, internal structure, and even the crew inside... everything was instantly disintegrated, completely "erased" from this world in that silent contact!

It was as if an invisible eraser had violently and without a trace wiped the existence of this warship from the canvas of reality!

The void expanded rapidly!

The massive hull of the "Iron Hammer," having lost its central support structure, collapsed, disintegrated, and vanished into that ever-expanding "nothingness," like a wooden stick broken in half, amidst an absolute silence.

In just two seconds.

That once-unrivaled flagship, along with all the arrogant Life on board, simply vanished into thin air.

Leaving no wreckage.

Emitting no lament.

As if it had never existed.

The battlefield fell into absolute silence.

Everyone who witnessed this scene, whether the remnants of the "Iron Hammer" fleet or the members of the "Vulture" fleet on the other side, had their brains completely shut down at this moment.

In the communication channel, Iron Hammer's rough roar could no longer be heard, only the cold, crackling sound of static, indicating a broken connection.

This was not a cannonball.

This was divine punishment.

Just as Lin Mo was about to raise his hand again to unleash this divine punishment upon the other fleet, a cold system prompt sounded in his mind.

“Warning! Core weapon system energy consumption is enormous! Onboard energy reserves below 30%! "End-water droplet" system entering forced cooldown!”

Lin Mo's brow subtly twitched.

Sure enough, such a heaven-defying thing couldn't be without limitations.

Just one shot had drained more than two-thirds of the warship's energy reserves.

He glanced at the radar screen, at the "Vulture" fleet, which had recovered from extreme shock, their formation in disarray, with even a few ships already turning in terror to flee.

A cold smile returned to Lin Mo's lips.

He turned and looked at Gu Zhixia, who was already brimming with fighting spirit and poised for action, his voice carrying a warmth that seemed capable of igniting the entire battlefield.

"It seems the fireworks display is over."

"Next, it's our turn... to do some warm-up exercises."