Chapter 623: Sand
The wind rose.
Blowing away a sheet of sand.
The rubble within a hundred-meter radius was directly pulverized into dust by the aftershocks of Xu Xuanling's power eruption.
Even the steel rebar within the concrete blocks was not spared; each strand was flayed and stripped, then forcibly ground into steel powder.
The raging gale, centered around the young girl and Su Ming in her arms, transformed the site into a small desert, instantly whipping up an iron sandstorm.
This storm, laden with steel grit, possessed an unusually terrifying destructive power.
The resulting effect was as if someone was sweeping the area with a wide-range shotgun, inflicting devastating blows on everything around.
A small car, originally parked by the roadside, that had miraculously escaped the building collapse during the earthquake, after being visited by the iron sandstorm, its steel shell instantly became riddled with holes, looking like something that would trigger trypophobia.
The girl who, before her awakening, couldn't even break open a concrete slab in the ruins without several punches, after her awakening, with effortless ease, blew the entire ruins into dust.
“Cough, cough.”
The young girl, sitting sideways in the eye of the storm, powerlessly gazed at her blood-stained hands.
After entering the Myriad Forms Realm, Xu Xuanling had not abandoned her human body; she still felt pain and could be injured, just like a normal person.
But this was no major issue; even the gravest wounds would heal within two days.
The real problem was that in order to save Su Ming, who had already lost his vital signs, she had given him a drop of her vital source blood from her heart.
To achieve this miracle, akin to raising the dead, she had paid an enormous price.
Moreover, she also wanted to stop the Moon.
......
“The Moon's movement is being interfered with.”
At this moment, Bai Mo and the other two on Mars suddenly realized that although the Moon's speed towards Mars was still increasing, its acceleration was strangely decreasing.
Logically speaking, the closer two planets get, the greater the gravitational pull, and the harder the acceleration pedal should be pressed, but now, such a scene had appeared, indicating that the people on the Moon were attempting self-salvation.
“Hehehe, someone’s trying to hit the brakes. But can they actually stop it?”
“......”
The fact that someone on the Moon would attempt self-salvation was naturally within Edward Teach's calculations.
After all, not many people were as ruthless as him, who, to achieve their goals, could casually use billions of lives as expendable consumables.
Most people still clung to this boring world.
......
“I understand now.”
As he spoke, Edward Teach, without warning, suddenly used his right hand to slice across his left hand.
Then, his left hand was severed by his own action, without him feeling a thing.
Ying Huo, standing nearby, stared at him in astonishment, not understanding what crazy stunt this was.
“I heard some humans are called 'masochists,' who get pleasure from self-abuse. Could it be that...”
The hundreds-of-meters-tall giant recalled some strange information it had obtained from Liu Wu's memories. Its understanding of Moon civilization was also largely derived from this “planet traitor.”
......
“Whether it’s a knife, a sword, or a hand, it doesn’t matter!
As long as one reaches that realm, even a hammer can, like a scythe, cut through my hand as if it were butter!”
“It seems you truly understand.”
Bai Mo discerned the trick from that one slice.
“You weren’t cutting at all, but rather, infiltrating! The atoms forming your hand-blade directly relied on the power of will and forcibly infiltrated the cellular gaps near the cut surface of my right foot!” Edward Teach stated with certainty.
“That’s correct, except I infiltrated the molecular gaps.”
His operation was actually like sprinkling a handful of sand he could control into a cup full of stones, or rather, ants.
Then, the ants that had landed in the gaps between the stones collectively pushed for the separation of each stone.
As for the original form of the ant colony—whether, from a macroscopic perspective, it looked like a knife, a spear, or a palm—that wasn’t important at all.
For a Seventh-Tier being whose power precision could delve into the molecular and atomic levels, changing states of matter was merely a question of how much energy to inject.
......
“Madman! Is this the result you wanted?!”
Outside the headquarters building of the Myriad Manifestations Gravity Control Center, Long Chengwu, while struggling to maintain his balance, continuously cursed Liu Wu.
The accelerating movement occurring on the Moon caused everything on the surface to sway precariously.
And his actions, which were purely self-damaging and harmful to others, were even more incomprehensible to people like Long Chengwu, who considered themselves elites and rational beings.
On the Moon, Liu Wu also had relatives and friends; most of his memories were there, and most of his assets were there. Pushing the Moon to collide with Mars was meaningless except for destroying everything.
......
“Why didn't you stop him?” The black-clad knight, originally responsible for the headquarters building's defense, was currently facing pressure from all the other council members.
The council member projections, each no weaker than, or even surpassing, his true body, their combined aura made him feel a little breathless.
In this situation, how could he possibly say aloud, “I just found Long Tianxiang an eyesore, and wanted to use Liu Wu as a knife to kill someone once and cut him down a peg”—the words in his heart.
Among the Federation's upper echelons, given that everyone was a humanoid super-nuclear weapon, capable of shattering mountains and splitting seas at will, if they truly disregarded their bottom lines, killing most civilians and destroying the human civilization painstakingly built on the Moon would be no difficult feat.
Therefore, they had always maintained the overarching principle of mutual compromise.
They tried their best to avoid direct confrontation; conflicts could lead to cold wars, or exchanges of interests, but until they had colonized enough territory, no one was allowed to flip the table.
Even if they truly had to fight, they would choose to do so in outer space, never harming the Moon, which was everyone's foothold.
They had already lost Earth; the Moon was everyone's last hope.
Whoever dared to defy this rule would face collective retribution.
......
“The upper echelons of this country are completely rotten.” Liu Wu, caught in the center of the battlefield, pressed to the point of having almost no escape, said through gritted teeth.
With hateful eyes, he glared at those abetting evil who were besieging him.
Originally, all the Federation's council members thought this was merely a personal vendetta between Liu Wu and Long Chengwu, and paid no mind to his wild words. After all, only a fool who disregarded consequences would actually carry out a threat.
As it turned out, they had truly encountered a madman intent on mutual destruction.
No matter what, now they could only suppress Liu Wu first.
“You broke the rules of the game.”
“Bullshit! The rules were set by you! If we follow your damn rules, we’ll forever be dogs!”
Liu Wu's emotions grew increasingly unstable, as if he would self-detonate if they disagreed further.
As for his original opponent, Long Chengwu, no one else present had spared him a single glance from beginning to end.
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