172: The new king tests his sword, and one man is an army!

That lightning prison covered almost a third of the fleet's formation!

All Leviathan warships caught within it, in an instant, had their energy shields evaporate and get pierced by that unreasonable lightning law, like thin ice under the sun.

Following that was a chain reaction.

The most stable energy core inside the warship was forcibly interfered with by the pervasive law power, which integrated gold, blue, and purple colors.

The golden, violent lightning was responsible for penetrating the last physical defense; the blue, conductive lightning was responsible for paralyzing all energy lines; and the core, dark purple Nirvana Divine Thunder, a wisp from the forbidden zone of the gods, was like a drop of poison in clear water, igniting the 'existence' of the energy core from its very origin!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!

A silent, cosmic-scale grand fireworks display.

A series of incredibly dazzling, yet absolutely deadly, energy orbs silently and elegantly bloomed one after another in the dead silence of space!

In just one breath.

Over a hundred cold steel behemoths, along with tens of thousands of terrified and desperate souls within them, were completely obliterated from the physical plane by this unreasonable 'lightning prison,' reduced to the most insignificant dust in the universe!

“No… this is impossible!”

On the Bridge of the Black Shark flagship, Jay’s wild laughter, like cheap oil paint frozen by low temperatures, completely stiffened and cracked.

He stared dumbfounded at the tactical screen, at the area of green dots representing allied forces that had been instantly cleared.

He felt his heart being tightly clutched by an invisible hand, then stopping its beating.

This was the most elite main fleet of the Leviathan Guild, excluding the Guild Master's personal guard!

It was Jay's entire fortune!

As long as all warships activated the 'Magnetic Storm Matrix' for concentrated fire, the power of that strike would even have the qualification to briefly touch the threshold of 'Law'!

But now… he hadn't even had time to clearly see the mech's movements!

His fleet, his proud strength, was single-handedly… torn through?

No!

This isn't right!

Jay's mind was in chaos.

Just a few weeks ago, in the Purgatory Furnace, that 'Thunder Dragon' mech, though powerful, absolutely, absolutely did not possess this kind of power, akin to divine punishment!

Back then, it even needed to rely on that strange warship to barely escape!

In that damned purple storm… in that forbidden zone of the gods, what exactly happened?!

Yet, Gu Zhixia's attack did not pause for a moment due to the enemy's shock.

The 'Thunder Dragon,' amidst the beautiful yet cruel backdrop of explosions and fire, was like a cold death dancer walking on a knife's edge.

Its dragon wings, infused with the three-colored divine light of gold, blue, and purple, suddenly flapped!

Buzz—!

Countless feathers, condensed from pure lightning law, shot out in all directions like billions of the sharpest blades, at speeds exceeding the speed of light!

“Sanhua.”

Inside the cockpit, Gu Zhixia's voice was as soft as a lover's whisper.

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

Those lightning feather blades possessed their own will.

They precisely ignored the thick alloy armor, directly piercing through the Bridges of one fleeing warship after another.

A Leviathan captain was hoarsely yelling, “Evasion! Evasion!” The next second, a brilliant purple stream of light reflected in his pupils, and then his entire body, along with his consciousness, was silently and completely disintegrated.

No explosion, no fire.

Only silent, utterly precise death.

The hit warships instantly lost all commands, becoming huge steel coffins floating in deep space… Meanwhile, on the Bridge of the Natural Selection.

Old Ghost was completely numb.

He stared blankly at the one-sided, destructive art of slaughter on the screen, his mouth only mumbling unconsciously and repeatedly.

“Lunatics… they're all a bunch of lunatics…”

“It's over… this universe is going to be ruined by these monsters…”

Gu Nianqiu, however, appeared unusually calm.

She didn't understand what a fleet was, or what tactics were; she only knew that her elder sister was very powerful and was thoroughly defeating those very fierce and bad guys from before.

She even had the leisure to pull out a beautifully packaged, strawberry-flavored rainbow candy jelly from the pocket of her lace-trimmed Lolita dress, and carefully offered it to Old Ghost.

“Grandpa Old Ghost, don't be scared.”

The Little Girl looked at him with her clear, unblemished eyes, and said earnestly, in a tone of sharing her most cherished treasure.

“Eat a candy, and you'll feel better.”

Looking at the sweet-smelling jelly, and then at the mythological purgatory-like scene on the screen, Old Ghost felt his sanity teetering on the brink of complete fragmentation, wildly testing its limits.

The battle had long been without suspense.

In fact, it couldn't even be called a battle.

In less than ten minutes.

The once formidable and sky-darkening Leviathan main fleet was now reduced to a single, lonely flagship—the Black Shark.

It was surrounded by the burning wreckage of countless allied warships, like a lonely and ridiculous tombstone floating in the center of a vast graveyard.

Jay was completely overcome by fear.

He slumped in the captain's chair, trembling like a leaf in the wind, a warm, foul-smelling liquid seeping down his pants, soaking the expensive carpet.

His mind was blank, only a ringing in his ears remained.

He couldn't understand, and refused to accept, everything that was happening before his eyes.

Just then.

The 'Thunder Dragon' mech, like an ancient thunder god, slowly and silently descended outside the viewscreen of his flagship's Bridge, meeting his gaze.

Those cold, ruthless mech eyes, fused with three types of lightning law, simply watched him silently.

Jay felt his soul about to be completely frozen and then ground to dust by the supreme majesty contained within that gaze.

The 'Thunder Dragon' slowly raised its right hand.

Jay instinctively closed his eyes, screaming, waiting for the death that would end everything to arrive.

However, the anticipated attack did not come.

Only a loud 'boom' was heard!

The flagship's Bridge outer wall, made of ultra-strength confinement field alloy, was torn off the hull like a fragile wafer biscuit by that fierce mechanical giant hand, along with the entire captain's room!

A violent airflow instantly rushed in, sucking all unsecured objects inside the Bridge into the cold vacuum.

Jay, however, was held firmly in his seat by an invisible force field, watching helplessly as his world was torn apart, unable to move even a finger.

The 'Thunder Dragon' mech, still holding that dilapidated, misshapen 'captain's room.'

Like holding a birdcage with a pathetic bird of prey just captured as a trophy.

It turned and flew back towards the ghostly black giant ship in the distance… A few minutes later.

Inside the Gena Ku of the Natural Selection.

Lin Mo was already standing there, quietly waiting. His gaze penetrated the Gena Ku's energy field, falling upon the figure returning with supreme divine power, a trace of approval and pride, even he himself hadn't noticed, flashed in his dark golden pupils.

Gu Zhixia, piloting the 'Thunder Dragon,' landed steadily with a faint hum.

She opened the cockpit and leaped down from the mech that radiated endless divine power.

Her form-fitting black combat suit was already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her agile figure, which was full of astonishing explosive power, outlining breathtaking curves that would make any male creature's blood surge.

Her face carried a lazy flush from the intense battle, and a few sweat-dampened strands of hair clung to her smooth forehead, adding a touch of stunning allure.

Those phoenix eyes, always burning with fire, were now sharp as knives, and her entire being exuded an astonishing charm, a mix of supreme majesty and ultimate sexiness, that made people dare not look directly at her.

She walked to the palm of the 'Thunder Dragon,' which was still holding the 'birdcage,' and waved her hand casually.

Jay, bound by the force field, already weeping and incontinent from extreme fear, fell to Lin Mo's feet with a 'thud,' like a bag of casually discarded trash.

Gu Zhixia lifted her long, beautiful leg, clad in a black military boot.

Carelessly, she stepped on Jay's face.

Pressing his face, completely distorted by extreme fear, firmly onto the cold metal deck, producing a muffled scraping sound.

She looked down at Lin Mo from above.

She slightly raised her pale chin, a gesture like a proud Persian cat that had won a fight and was waiting for its owner's praise.

On her beautiful face, flushed from the fierce battle, was undisguised pride, carrying a hint of seeking credit.

“Here.”

Her voice was slightly hoarse, yet as melodious as a Victory anthem.

“The trash you mentioned, I brought him to you.”