"Wow, that's awesome!"

"No wonder it's the Northern Realm, it's truly enormous and powerful!"

Exaggerated applause and admiration burst forth continuously, echoing in the channel: "The moment it acts, it's extraordinary!"

Only Yellow Beard was furious, turning back with an angry glare.

Damn you, Ji...

I knew you were up to no good, damn, you were waiting right here, huh?!

Don't ask if the North Wind actually has a Fusion Bomb.

Now it does!

There's no need to pretend anymore, Great Craftsman, because your strength has arrived.

Now damn it, it's a mess whether it was meant to be or not.

After all… the Northern Realm really has this thing!

If this gets out, will people believe that the North Wind went insane and played with a fusion bomb, or that Ji Jue, a craftsman who just got promoted less than a year ago, crafted such a big explosion himself?

Don't say you don't believe it, Yellow Beard himself couldn't believe it three minutes ago!

Of course, he could produce evidence, but unfortunately, since Ji Jue dared to take it out, there's definitely a way to pin the blame securely on the North Wind.

Moreover, evidence only works when everyone is willing to believe it!

Now everyone's got dirt on the other.

Everyone having dirt means essentially no one does.

Back to the same starting line again…

Only Yellow Beard's face looked as bad as if he had eaten shit, prominently ghastly.

Meanwhile, Ji Jue gestured towards the projection: "Please, Great Craftsman."

The door is open, the road is paved, now it's your turn to come onstage, after all, I can't be the MVP, right?

Our good days are still ahead!

The sound of a horn was heard once more.

As if a dragon roared.

An illusionary light rose from the dark ocean, coiling over the battleships, and in the void, scale-like outlines appeared, faintly covering the ships.

The drums echoed clearly.

From the once-inanimate battleships emerged a faint breath of life, vivifying. Waves appeared out of nowhere, surging forward amidst the water's waves as the ships advanced.

The further forward, the larger the scale, until finally, under the urging of the horn, a terrifying tsunami that reached the sky and blocked the sun was formed, with waves hundreds of meters high rising sharply from the sea, rolling forward violently, breaking through the phantoms constantly emerging on the sea's surface, grandly sweeping towards the barren island.

Until a blood-dripping eye suddenly appeared, gazing at this side.

The massive sea waves abruptly vanished like an illusion, as if they had never appeared.

Ascension, no, the technique of inheritance from the Absolute Abyss.

To overlay the world with one's own will, to substitute everyone's observation with self-observation, to make one's own choice...

— Rewriting Reality!

Can it really be repaired?

The moment the sea waves vanished into thin air, the Dragon Remains Fleet had already charged straight ahead, the horn continuously sounding, and at the forefront, the eyes of the Thunder God figurehead shot out fierce light.

Then, dusk reappeared...

Beams of fierce light filled the sky, covering everything.

Sixteen!

After a long buildup, they suddenly erupted, sixteen meteors descended from the sky, all targeting the barren islands, ruins, and towers, whistling down.

Flames and explosions followed one after another, the ground quaking, and the Nether Sea churned with waves.

Then, amidst the boiling sound, phantom tentacles writhed from the sea, rising, the long-gone Disaster Beasts from the sea reappearing from illusions, their mountain-sized bodies rising slowly, massive jaws opening, tentacles wrapping around a warship, swallowing it down.

Yet, from atop the prow, a human figure suddenly leaped forth!

Yellow Beard!

The flame-shaped sword in his hand burst out with blazing light, transforming into a genuine Flame Sword!

And the through-the-heavens-and-earth flames also erupted from his body.

— Hero Seed·Surtr!

Suddenly, he fused with the hero he cultivated himself, the enraged Great Craftsman roaring and waving his blade, the flames erupting like cannon fire.

In an instant, the entire Disaster Beast was severed at the waist!

Infinite flames danced in the sea, spreading, ragingly burning in the waters, swiftly transforming the sea area into a sea of flame!

"Paradise, just around the corner!"

On the flames and over the sea, transformed into a giant, Yellow Beard once again raised the blade, pointing towards the barren island ahead, shouting: "Command the fleet, onward!"

Paradise... Paradise!!!!

No matter how many pairs of eyes lit up with fervent light.

No more bone-chilling cold that could freeze fingers and noses even in midsummer, no more ice catastrophes that could effortlessly wipe out an entire settlement, no more monsters constantly breeding beneath the eternal ice caps...

Fertile land that could be farmed, occupied, and where they could thrive, was right before them!

Despite still being narrow, despite the constraints of the Thousand Islands situation and mission, making it impossible to fully migrate over, despite the unknown number of future wars.

No worries, none of it matters!

Even if we can gain land outside the White River, then the sacrifice is worthwhile!

Death is also worthwhile!

"Favor of the North Wind!!!"

Amidst countless shouts, the Dragon Remains Fleet surged forward, bizarre spiritual wings ascending from the ships, and then, the Dragon Bones awakened in the Blood Sacrifice, flesh appearing from the deck.

As if breaking free from shackles, one skeletal dragon after another suddenly rose from the ships, soaring in the sky, wantonly spewing Breath and flame.

First, the Paradise created by the Huangliang Remains lost control, temporarily crashing under the infiltration and erosion of worms, then a group of Northern Realm men recklessly swung blades towards their home, and who knows what the hell might happen next!

The Blood Eye on the tower stiffened, pondering how the world changed so damn quickly!

There was a moment when an all-too-familiar bewilderment and confusion appeared in Ji Jue's pupils, what exactly happened?

Incomprehensible.

Blink, did the world line change?!

But there's no time to hesitate any longer, on the top of the tower on the deserted island, suddenly an enormous black cavity unfolded, and then, countless giant moths spewed forth in tides, surging over the sky like a flood.

Among them, there were also many eerie beings half-human, half-moth, seemingly without substance, coming and going without a trace, yet unbelievably fast, ravenously preying on souls, and even able to call upon the powers of the Paradise, at any moment turning dreams into reality...

"Oh, Mothman."

The An Family brothers sitting on Ji Jue's deck, watching the commotion, had their eyes light up, An Neng marveled: "Such a rare species, I thought they were extinct."

"Makes no difference."

An De mumbled while gnawing on chicken wings, "Anyway, they're about to be all killed, so might as well consider them extinct."

As he wiped his mouth, he moved his fingers, a booming crack resonated through the air, and suddenly, a rift appeared amidst the black tide, invisibly slicing through all the moths!

And only when a crack suddenly appeared on the tower did everyone finally see clearly what had just been projected from his hand...

It was a giant axe blade taller than a person!

At the moment An De beckoned, the axe blade vanished instantly, and then, with a swift whistle, Fei Guang streaked through, Hunter Finger wreaked havoc, and unexpectedly, another Mothman was blown to pieces.

Yes, this time it was An De's hammer.

An Neng glared angrily: "Damn it, here you go again!"

"I saw it first!" An De argued.

"You're always first, first see, first get, first enjoy, why don't you ever die first?!"

"Anyway, I got the kill, what are you gonna do about it!"

"You An-named bastard, don't know when to quit!"

"Aren't you also An-named?"

"My surname is your dad!"

...

Ji Jue watched the brotherly quarrel laden with heavy parental insults with a face of utter speechlessness, unwilling to speak, and unable to even if he wanted to.

Yet amidst their bickering and insults, neither of their hands was idle.

Never mind the hammer and axe, they swung anything they could grab, from finished kebab skewers to the plate in hand, even the chair they sat on, and the barbecue grill Ji Jue had just bought… By God, where did you pick up such a bad habit?!

At least young An is great...

Ji Jue sighed heavily as he heard the enraged roar of the Three-headed Serpent, its fierce cries echoing through heaven and earth.

The Huangliang Remains shuddered, and its entire distorted forbidden Demon Realm quaked along with it, starting to shrink inch by inch, the scale halving instantly, but the interference and erosion by worms grew more arduous.

In the void between reality and illusion, the massive body of the Three-headed Serpent manifested again, spewing venomous streams of spiritual matter, while on the deserted island, figure after figure soared into the sky.

Those familiar scents and emblems...

Ji Jue's eyes slowly narrowed.

"The Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony huh..."

Indeed, it's been a long time!

"Isis, prepare to attack." Ji Jue slowly raised his hand: "It's been so long since we've met, shouldn't we give a proper greeting?"

But at that moment, in the sky dyed in murky yellow, pitch black, and scarlet red, a star-like light leapt forth.

Bright and pure.

Radiating brilliance.

Like sunlight reflecting on a complex crystal surface, projecting a dazzling neon glow.

Causing the entire world to fall suddenly silent!

In the deathly silence, that particle of crystal light slowly expanded, like an eye gazing down from the heavens. Countless Dust gathered spontaneously, swirling, transforming into a massive Vortex engulfing the entire sea area.

And in the sky reaching thousands of meters above the ground, within the Vortex, it was as if a gateway to another world opened—a crystal prism several kilometers long extended forth, grand and magnificent, akin to a Heavenly Pillar.

Furthermore, it kept growing, expanding...

At a grand scale measured in kilometers, Dragon Fire surged, entangled, and the fire of Destruction fused with the crystallized matter, splitting the heavens, stirring the wind and clouds.

Finally, it coalesced into the shape of a long spear.

Crystalline yet sharp and menacing.

Just like that, with a deafening echo, it wavered as it aimed at the illusory dreams and imaginations below...

The Ruins Spear, descending from the heavens!

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