Chapter 618: Wrath
"Witness our wrath, ahhhhhhhh!"
The face in the purple mist, contorted in a grotesque expression, roared towards Long Chengwu in the most furious voice.
In that moment, he no longer merely represented the individual Liu Wu, but rather the voices of countless commoners, erupting with pent-up resentment towards those lofty individuals.
After being forced to "strategically relocate" to the Moon, the increasingly strained resources within the Federation exacerbated social conflicts. More violence, injustice, and crime proliferated in the scramble for limited survival resources.
However, whether it was technological might or individual power, both were firmly controlled by the upper echelons. The absolute military superiority was enough to suppress all voices of resistance.
The Federation, this pressure cooker, had long since suffocated those within its internal pressure, but due to its excellent stability maintenance, it was still far from exploding.
Someone like Liu Wu, had he not colluded with the Martians, exchanging everything he had as the price to willingly become a pawn in the Ying Huo Project, would never have been able to obtain the strength to resist the Federation's high command.
The power gap between the rulers and the ruled was widened by spirit qi to a truly despair-inducing degree.
Not to mention world-destroying destructive power, merely in terms of time perception, the two sides weren't in the same dimension.
Moreover, once great power was largely concentrated in individual hands, even if one acted in utter defiance of reason or popular will, there was no need to care about being abandoned by all.
After all, before one's death, whether parents, wives and children, friends and relatives, or subordinates spouting loyalty, all had the potential to betray. Only the strength of one's own fists would remain loyal until death.
This absolute sense of security was precisely the important reason that motivated countless people to diligently cultivate day and night.
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On Liu Wu's ferocious face in the air, his two eyes stared fixedly at Long Chengwu, making Long Chengwu's hair stand on end.
Also being stared at was Mo Li Si's squad, which was holding Liu Wu's relatives hostage.
Like copy-pasting, Liu Wu's face transformed from one to two, two to four, four to eight, eight to sixteen. Sixteen faces belonging to him were neatly arranged in mid-air.
"Woo-hoo-hoo... Uncle Wudun is so scary."
Liu Wu's little niece, who had been captured from his family, was already trembling in fear from Mo Li Si's burly direct subordinates, who had faces that warned strangers away, and she had been constantly hiding behind her mother.
Now, startled again by this inhuman, ghost-like Liu Wu, she immediately burst into wails.
Speaking of which, Liu Wu wasn't originally called Liu Wu. His original name was Liu Wudun. As a child, he was often mocked because of this rotten name. Later, after he became an adult, he emulated Long Wu, a character from a certain movie, and changed his name to Liu Wu. But his family still habitually called him Wudun.
"Be good, don't look," although the little girl's mother was also very afraid inside, she still feigned composure and covered her daughter's eyes.
The ground kept shaking incessantly, making it hard to stand steadily, and the soldiers behind them were still holding their entire family hostage, trying to threaten this unknown creature in front of them, who had once been their relative but now looked more like a monstrous collective.
That monster had sixteen faces, but not one was normal. All were grotesquely twisted, like figures from an abstract painter's brush.
One blow after another truly made this woman feel overwhelmed internally.
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"Kill! Kill him!" Long Chengwu, who was badly frightened, quickly activated a pile of life-saving treasures his father had given him, seizing the moment while the Netherworld Puppet opened its protective shield to withstand Liu Wu.
"Truly... useless." Mo Li Si glanced disdainfully at Long Chengwu.
As someone who genuinely rose through military merit, who back then killed so many Sea Race members that fish heads rolled and his weapons were covered in the remnants of abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, and maw, he truly despised this kind of trash that was nothing without their father.
But alas, things were just that infuriating. The value of the treasures Long Tianxiang left on Long Chengwu alone was already several times Mo Li Si's entire fortune.
However, Long Chengwu had truly had things too easy all these years. He had always been the one crushing others. Now that the situation was slightly disadvantageous for him, he seemed somewhat at a loss.
One protective shield after another was added over his head, emitting lights of all colors: red, yellow, blue, and green. Even his driver and car were fortunate enough to be enveloped in a layer of green defensive aura.
As a high-status individual with noble blood flowing through his veins, Long Chengwu never went to restaurants or stayed in hotels when traveling. He disliked sharing food, clothing, and necessities with others.
If it weren't for finding air exchange devices inconvenient to wear, he had even thought about going out in a spacesuit.
So he commissioned a super RV. Inside the car, a specially treated Empty Profound Crystal was embedded. Opening the car door allowed one to step into another small world. This small world contained four villas of different styles and a large number of servants attending to him.
Dozens of chefs were on standby at all times to satisfy his dietary needs at any moment.
The dozens of rooms in the vehicle-mounted villa served to satisfy his every sensual whim.
No matter who caught his eye, they could immediately get in the car and indulge his desires.
In terms of enjoying sensual pleasures, he was in no way inferior to his father.
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"An earthquake?!"
"Run!"
"Students, evacuate to the sports field!"
"Teacher, why is the sports field shaking too!"
"The grass on the sports field is cracking open!"
"Then where should we go...?"
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The Myriad Manifestation Gravity Device had lost control, causing the gravitational pull between Mars and the Moon to gradually return to normal.
Now, the only thing separating them was a thin layer of artificial atmosphere.
Separated by a mere 18,000-plus kilometers, the gravitational pull between the two planet-sized massive bodies was terrifyingly strong.
A pair of invisible gravitational hands began to bring them a death countdown.
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"Twelve minutes left."
Bai Mo gazed at the Moon, which had plunged into chaos.
"In twelve minutes, most people on these two planets will witness the biggest and most spectacular fireworks display of their lives."
"Heh heh heh, perhaps they won't know the truth even in death."
Although gravity was gradually returning to normal, the layer of deceptive starry sky shrouding the Moon was still struggling to maintain its operation.
With the artificial atmosphere obstructing light, most Moon inhabitants didn't know they were actually so close to Mars. So close that in just twelve minutes, gravity would cause the two planets to collide at extremely high speed.
However, the Martians were even more panicked. They didn't have any deceptive starry sky. That massive earthen sphere occupying half the sky was already hurtling towards them at a visible speed!
PS: It's said there's a double monthly pass event on Qidian, but let's just go with the flow..
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