The outline of islands faintly erged in the distance, but the images shown on the electronic devices displayed nothing of prosperity, only a barren island.
The deck was cleared, all combat personnel were in position.
After sending the last text ssage, Minkler bowed his head, lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and took a deep breath.
Relishing this last mont of leisure and ease.
Such joy.
He said, "Fire."
At that instant, the command was conveyed down the command sequence, confird at each level, and the coordinates adjusted the angle of the gun barrel, loading and arming.
Finally…
Boom!!!
In the blink of an eye, the firepower roared.
The unfathomable firepower, unmatched since the establishnt of the United Defense Fleet, wildly erupted, like a waterfall, six main cannons and eleven secondary cannons fired simultaneously.
With a cheating-level lock-on, the shells crossed more than ten kiloters in an instant, raining down on the secret dock with nightmare-like precision.
Then, terrifying fla lights visibly rose from the distant island.
Thick smoke billowed into the sky, the deafening roar and waves instantly enveloped Xiang State, leaving everyone in a stupor, turning back in confusion to watch the rising smoke far away, still unable to react.
Was it a factory explosion?
As everyone was puzzled and questioned, another series of explosions erupted, fla lights burst again, blood-red smoke snaked upwards like a gigantic serpent, wildly dancing into the firmant.
"Good, another round, another round!"
Minkler waved his hand, laughed hysterically, swaying back and forth.
Thus, the explosions erupted again.
Under the bombardnt of alchemy bombs, the entire dock had long beco a wasteland, sunken, with boiling seawater, everything burning under the fla lights, resembling Hell.
In Hell, Housekeeper Xu's vision darkened, like leaves flying up and falling down, tumbling, buried under the ruins, crawling out in disgrace.
The sound of Blessed Creations shattering was continuous.
The shells seed to be chasing him, even fucking curved!
Amidst the storm of shards, even this Chosen One with hidden skills for many years was caught unawares, severely injured, like a bloody man.
Feeling sharp pain all over, he couldn't help but scream hysterically after lowering his head.
"Legs, my legs... my legs..."
Not just legs, even below his chest had turned into pulp, futilely dragging shattered organs, rolling in the flas, wailing.
"Minkler! Minkler!!!! You damn lunatic!!!" He cursed frantically, shouted: "You're courting death, you and your bitch of a mother will surely die a terrible death, you surely..."
"Hmm, maybe."
An unexpected response echoed through the air, the half-remaining phone before him, amidst noise and static, revealed a distant reply.
Disregarding his venomous curses, only a faint smile, "People eventually die, Housekeeper Xu, dogs too, now, it's your turn—"
Minkler's final farewell:
"—Rember to send regards to my father on my behalf."
Boom!!!
In the reflection of those dull eyes, a black dot swiftly enlarged, enlarged, and enlarged... the scorching projectile careened forth, across a great distance, literally, right at him.
Penetrated the mouth that instinctively opened to curse.
Click—
In the final auditory hallucination, the fuse activated.
Explosion!
Countless flesh burned to ashes in the flas, scattered down, no more fake smiles and ferocious visages.
The drone transmitted images faithfully presented before Minkler.
Minkler quietly watched all this, not knowing what he was thinking.
For a long ti, he sighed silently.
Seed regretful.
Dying too crisply, such a pity.
"Thanks," he said to Ji Jue.
Ji Jue glanced at him, "You thanked early."
As soon as he finished speaking, amidst buzzing, the drone returned, dropping a small silver iron piece. Ji Jue picked it up, took a look, and tossed it to Minkler.
"What's this?" Minkler wondered.
"Oh, that guy's soul and consciousness, though fractured, can barely be pieced together."
Ji Jue said, "I see you don't look very fulfilled, if you have any creative ideas later, ponder and play with it yourself."
"Ha—"
Minkler couldn't help grinning, tucked it in his pocket.
Indeed, thanked early.
Yet, at this mont, gazing at the chaotic Xiang State Island, still sowhat lost... as if sensing sothing lacking, sothing off.
"Seems to be missing sothing."
"Indeed."
Ji Jue nodded, "Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Look at the mountaintop, that's the old mansion of the Chopra family, reportedly took over two hundred years to build, still unfinished, the labor of a lifeti for the old man, resplendent like the Emperor's palace."
Minkler sighed, suddenly asked, "Don't you think it's improper to pass by the doorstep without saying hello..."
"Indeed."
Ji Jue nodded, "That would be quite improper."
You're calling each other brothers, what's there to say!
Being such a warmhearted, helpful person, how can such improper matters occur?
So, he raised his hand, reached out, pointing to the highest point of those layers of opulent halls.
Then, gently, gave a push…
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