After six years in the apocalypse, Xi Xi tragically died at the hands of her aunt's family. Unexpectedly, she was reborn on the day the apocalypse began. Just as she was preparing to leverage h...
"BOOM—!!!"
That roar was completely different from the previous electric shocks. It was like a deep, oppressive sound coming from the core of the earth. It came from a huge blue-purple arc of electricity with a diameter of more than five meters. It was like a terrifying lightning bolt that had been accumulated and compressed to the extreme, finally finding an outlet for its outburst!
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable blue-white beam of light suddenly appeared, tearing through the viscous darkness of the seabed.
That was no ordinary electric shock. It was as powerful as the breath of an ancient dragon, instantly piercing through the wall of flesh and blood that surged forth so fiercely.
At this moment, seawater became the most deadly conductor!
The raging electric current, like billions of wildly writhing silver snakes, radiated outwards from the main beam of light, instantly covering the surrounding hundreds of meters of sea! A network of electric grids intertwined! Indiscriminate coverage!
The team leader, who had just been spouting nonsense, was now convulsing uncontrollably.
The heavy diving suit instantly carbonized and ruptured under ultra-high voltage, his skin was scorched black, his hair stood on end, and his eyes rolled back due to the immense pain and the sudden intense light.
There were no screams. Only a silent, hellish scene remained.
Under the ravages of the violent electric current, swathes of figures were mercilessly pierced, entangled, and torn apart, turning into charred remains and shattered equipment.
To put it bluntly, the scene was like fish and shrimp being crushed by an invisible giant hand, slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea after the lightning dissipated.
"Impossible... This is impossible..." A low growl erupted from the dying crowd, its source unknown.
"Why not?" Xi Xi chuckled inwardly. Because this was heavenly lightning, not an electric shock from a player!
Xi Xi never expected to accidentally activate the .
When the holder of this cultural relic is attacked, there is a 6% chance that it will receive the blessing of Thor, and the attack damage will be reflected back to the enemy as lightning, which cannot be resisted.
It seems Clinton's group attack tactic was really not very effective; such a dense attack actually brought out her extremely low-probability passive abilities!
"The plan has changed." Xi Xi didn't speak, but through her sensory link ring, she gestured to Xi Zhongcang beside her, "It's been moved up."
Then, her gaze pierced through the seawater, which was filled with countless charred fragments, and precisely locked onto the command submarine lying in wait in the distance.
Whether Clinton is still using his bloodline advantage for wiretapping remains to be seen, Xi Xi spoke with undisguised sarcasm and provocation:
"Why did you stop playing? Let's continue! Did I really win the bet and we can't play anymore?"
Every word was like a resounding slap across Clinton's face.
Inside the command submarine, there was a deathly silence.
Clinton's face had turned from ashen to a terrifying purplish-black. It was a furious rage, a complete breakdown of reason! Humiliation! Defeat!
And... an unprecedented fear!
Overwhelming hatred nearly consumed him. However, he was, after all, a businessman, and his instinct for judging the situation reminded him that these words were merely Xi Xi's provocation, and he must not take the bait or confront her head-on.
Continuing the fight would only result in total annihilation. Roscoe Clinton's life was more precious than the entire fleet! He couldn't die here!
As long as he lives, with his vast wealth, he will always have a chance to make a comeback!
"Withdraw!" Clinton's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between clenched teeth, filled with endless humiliation. "All remaining units! Abandon all unnecessary loads! Full speed retreat! Disperse and evacuate! Execute immediately!!"
The order was given with extreme difficulty, yet with exceptional decisiveness. This was his only option now—cut his losses! Save his life!
The roar of engines resumed, carrying a sense of panic after surviving a disaster.
The surviving submarine frantically turned its bow around, its stern thrusters spewing out large plumes of murky air, trying to speed away from this nightmarish sea.
The surviving laborers, who were floating in the sea in a daze, also struggled to swim back to their respective submarines.
Xi Xi stood by the porthole, coldly watching the scene unfold. She watched Clinton's massive command submarine slowly turn, and watched the retreating figures of the defeated soldiers fleeing in panic.
"Trying to run?" She scoffed, her eyes showing no surprise, only cold control.
Just as Clinton commanded the submarine's engine to reach maximum power, about to achieve initial acceleration—
A very low humming sound suddenly rang out without warning.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely dim, almost transparent arc of light quietly appeared in the surroundings...
They can't escape!?
Upon realizing this, Roscoe Clinton showed signs of panic for the first time.
Enclose territory and imprison!
Just now, an inconspicuous circle of water appeared where Xi Xi's RV had driven in circles!
The water ring had them firmly bound and unable to break free, trapping them in a prison!