Chapter 277: Skyfire: Unsheathed!
Mo Fan and his companions dragged their soaking wet bodies back to the shore. Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou looked pale as a pair of drowned rats.
As soon as Zhao Manyan saw Wang Feng, he immediately rushed over and hugged his thighs, crying and sobbing, "Captain! If you hadn't sent someone to rescue us, Monkey and I would be having a party in the sea monster's belly right now!"
Wang Feng pushed him away with his toes in disgust: "Alright, alright, you're still alive and kicking. You're crying like you were raped by a mermaid."
Zhao Manyan's crying stopped abruptly. He immediately stood up and brushed the sand off his pants, his expression changing faster than turning the pages of a book.
"Everyone, retreat further," Wang Feng turned to face the sea and flexed his wrist. "It's best to retreat to the center of Qinhuangdao. I'm going to start clearing the area."
Everyone looked at each other, but when they thought of the strength that Queen Jiuyou had just displayed, they all wisely began to retreat.
Mo Fan pulled Zhang Xiaohou, who was still stunned, and Hua Yuezhu pulled Zhao Manyan, who kept looking back, and they quickly retreated to a safe distance.
Wang Feng stood in the air, his robe rustling in the sea breeze.
The faint blue light in his eyes shone brightly, as if galaxies were flowing in them.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color - the originally clear sky was suddenly swallowed by rolling dark clouds, and thick thunder wandered in the clouds, making a deafening roar.
"rise."
With Wang Feng's light shout, the water in the entire sea area seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand, and slowly rose into the air in a posture that went against common sense.
The waves solidified in mid-air, forming a spectacular water curtain, which glowed with a strange blue light under the reflection of lightning.
Tens of thousands of sirens were exposed on the dry seabed, wriggling in panic.
Wang Feng's Eye of Time burst out with brilliant light, completely freezing this "ocean in the sky".
At the same time, a ball of enchanting blood-red flame condensed between his hands. The flame twisted and deformed, and finally turned into a giant flaming sword that was a hundred meters long.
The dancing flames on the sword burned the surrounding air and distorted it.
"Heavenly Fire: Unsheathed!"
Along with this loud shout, Wang Feng held the sword in both hands and slashed it down at the seabed below.
The flaming giant sword came down with the power to destroy the world. Wherever the sword passed, the space shattered like fragile glass, revealing a void crack as dark as ink.
The blood-red sword light plowed a terrifying gully on the seabed that was a thousand meters deep and stretched for dozens of miles. The boiling mantle magma gushed out like an angry dragon, and the red lava waves instantly swallowed up tens of thousands of sea monster wreckage.
boom--
Amidst the deafening explosion, the entire sea area was shaking violently.
Those sirens who were lucky enough not to be hit directly by the sword were also reduced to ashes under the double attack of magma and shock waves.
Wang Feng stood suspended in the void, his spiritual power as vast as the sea pouring out, carefully scanning every inch of the sea area - from shallow coral reefs to deep-sea trenches, confirming that there was no living creature left.
"receive."
With a light tap of his fingertips, the vast sea water that was frozen in the air fell down with a loud bang.
Hundreds of millions of tons of sea water collided with boiling magma, causing an earth-shaking roar.
The entire sea area was instantly covered by rolling steam, and white mist rose into the sky like a giant mushroom cloud.
The boiling sea water created huge waves hundreds of meters high, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier the moment they touched the coastline.
"Done, call it a day!"
Wang Feng landed lightly on the ground and clapped his hands, as if he had just done something insignificant.
Behind him, the boiling sea gradually calmed down, and the steaming white mist appeared a dreamy golden red under the setting sun.
Mo Fan and the others stood there dumbfounded, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
Zhao Manyan mechanically rubbed his eyes and stammered, "Is this magic? Not magic? I'm not well-educated, so don't lie to me."
"Old Wang," Mo Fan said, clutching his pounding heart, his voice trembling. "Tell me the truth, what is your current level?"
Wang Feng grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth: "God of Law Realm!"
"What law?" Everyone asked in unison, looking at each other.
This unheard-of name of this realm made their already confused brains even more confused.
Zhang Xiaohou raised his hand weakly. "Um, Brother Wang, did you create this realm yourself?"
Wang Feng shrugged casually: "I guess so. It can be understood as a new realm above the forbidden spell."
"hiss--"
There was a sound of people gasping for breath all around, and the temperature in the air seemed to rise a few degrees.
Suddenly, everyone's cell phones rang with urgent alarms at the same time.
When they clicked on the screen, the overwhelming disaster news instantly flooded their vision - all parts of the eastern coast were attacked crazily by the sirens.
In those shocking photos and videos of the scene, the ferocious sea monster was wreaking havoc on the city. The tragic scene made Zhang Xiaohou's eyes red in an instant.
"I thought we could save everyone like the protagonist in the movie." Zhang Xiaohou's voice choked with sobs, his fists clenched white.
They risked their lives to stop the sea monster conspiracy in Bohai, but they didn't expect that other places would still suffer.
A heavy feeling of powerlessness enveloped everyone, even Mo Fan fell silent, a rare occurrence.
"Don't be too pessimistic," Wang Feng patted Zhang Xiaohou on the shoulder. "I've already made a backup plan. The situation isn't as bad as people say online."
As if to confirm his words, the latest battle report suddenly popped up on his phone.
In the picture, groups of wizards from Feiniao City riding on featherless birds are rushing to provide support in various war zones.
Especially the leader, a beautiful woman wearing golden armor, who can kill monarch-level sirens with a wave of her hand and is invincible.
"That's Mu Ningxue?! And Ding Yumian?!" Mo Fan's eyes widened and he almost dropped his phone.
Looking at the victory reports on the screen, the haze in everyone's hearts finally dissipated.
Zhao Manyan exaggeratedly wiped away nonexistent tears. "Wow, wow, wow. We're classmates in the Imperial Academy, but Goddess Mu can instantly kill the monarch, and yet I'm still struggling to reach the Super Rank! This is so unfair!"
Zhang Xiaohou stared at the glittering golden holy armor on the screen and scratched his head. "Sister-in-law is amazing, but why does that armor look familiar?"
"Of course," Wang Feng said with a slight smile, "That's the Holy Spirit of Hera, one of the Twelve Holy Spirits of the Parthenon."
“Twelve Holy Souls?!” Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan exclaimed in unison, their eyes instantly lighting up like searchlights as they approached Wang Feng from both sides.
"Old Wang~" Mo Fan rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly, "Hey. Look..."
"No need to talk about it." Wang Feng raised his hand and interrupted decisively, "Don't even think about it. There's not a single one left."
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan immediately felt like deflated balls, pouting and muttering, "Stingy."
"Brother Wang, what should we do next? Should we go to support the front line?" Zhang Xiaohou asked with clenched fists.
Wang Feng pondered for a moment, and glanced at everyone: "Although I want to say conserve your energy..."
He paused, looked at the expectant eyes of several people, and chuckled, "But it seems that you can't sit still. Go support the Magic City."
"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.
(End of this chapter)
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