Crushing sounds, the sound of metal twisting... all the desperate sounds erupted in an instant, blending into a symphony of doomsday-like terror!
The guests, who had been elegantly dressed and at ease, now resembled a flock of frightened sheep, shoving, trampling, and fleeing amidst the blood-red light and choking smoke.
The expensive dress was torn, the jewelry was scattered all over the floor, and the exquisite makeup was completely distorted by fear and tears.
Ye Fanshuang was blown away by the powerful air wave generated by the first explosion, and his back hit the cold wall heavily, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced.
A piercing pain shot through her right shin, making her vision go black - it was probably a fracture.
She gritted her teeth, sweat dripping down her forehead, and struggled to get up using her uninjured legs and arms. A cold fear gripped her, but a name was extremely clear in her chaotic mind.
She desperately searched for that wine-red figure amidst the chaos, screams, and fleeing figures, under the blood-red flickering emergency lights—Su Xinghui!
Elsewhere, Chao Youye protected Mu Xinrong as they moved toward the exit. A flying piece of metal scraped across Chao Youye's left arm, and blood instantly soaked through his shirt. Mu Xinrong tried to stop the bleeding, but was blown away by another blast of air, hitting his head hard against a pillar and knocking him unconscious.
"Xinrong!" Chao Youye's voice was drowned in the chaos.
Gu Yuxiao rushed against the flow of people towards the area where the explosion was most violent, where the elderly and children were trapped.
The fifth explosion was more powerful than the previous ones. The entire cruise ship began to tilt, and cold seawater poured in through the ruptured hull.
Ye Qingliu had just struggled to drag a frightened child out from under a collapsed table and chair and handed him over to a relatively calm crew member.
Just as he stood up and prepared to look for Bai Zhiye, the fifth devastating explosion shock wave hit him hard like an invisible tsunami.
He felt like a fallen leaf in the wind, suddenly lifted up and thrown away by an irresistible force.
The back of his head hit a cold metal railing carved with the image of Poseidon behind him without any warning.
“Bang!”
A dull thud!
Severe pain and a strong sense of dizziness instantly devoured all his consciousness.
In the last second before he was completely plunged into endless darkness, his dazed pupils, through the diffuse smoke and swaying blood-red lights, vaguely caught a glimpse of a solitary figure standing on the slanted deck near the stern in the distance.
It's Su Xinghui!
She stood straight, like a black reef in a storm, her burgundy dress fluttering in the salty sea breeze.
Su Xinghui's lips moved very slightly.
There was no sound, but in Ye Qingliu's dying consciousness, he could clearly "hear" those three silent words:
"sorry."
The apology was as light as a sigh, yet as heavy as a boulder falling into the abyss.
Then, at the moment before Ye Qingliu's world completely fell into darkness, he saw her fingers gripping the controller, with an almost cruel, unquestionable determination, heavily and decisively -
Press it down!
Boom——!!!"
——Then, the world completely sank into cold, dead silence, and endless darkness.
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