Chapter 2468 Lava Tide (2)
"Vulcan Explosion - Detonation distance 1,600 meters, thermal pressure pushing outwards!"
He raised his palm, his knuckles clenched.
Then he threw a punch straight at the lava field in front of him!
The intense flames on his fist transformed into a spiraling storm, slamming fiercely forward!
It is not easy to devour magma with flames, but fire-attribute superhumans will have their power greatly amplified in such places.
With that single punch, a large area of clean land was cleared away.
It was as if invisible explosives had been stuffed into the air, and the flames exploded piece by piece at the edge of the lava, pushing the red tide that was about to engulf the streets to both sides.
Tu Yunlie slowly descended from mid-air, crushing the molten lava with one foot, his eyes fixed on the destroyed city.
"Not again? How many times has this happened already?"
"Damn alien race!"
His fists clenched so tightly they cracked; the Jiangnan region had been harassed by foreign tribes the most times.
The Wuluan Empire launched several attacks. Although Tianhai City managed to withstand most of the offensive, the surrounding cities were also affected, resulting in heavy casualties.
Now, less than a year into peace, another ancient civilization has invaded!
Rough estimates suggest that more than 200,000 people died in the lava attack!
All of this happened in less than half an hour.
"I will burn all of you scum to ashes!"
Tu Yunlie roared.
He contacted Zhuque directly through the communication channel: "Zhuque, this is Zhurong, I have arrived at Anma City."
"Received." Suzaku's voice was calm. "The situation is unclear. Rescue them first, then adapt to the changing circumstances!"
The two looked up at the sky; everything here was being monitored in real time by the high-ranking officials of the two major regions.
Space-based weapons have also been targeted in space, giving them great confidence.
Without further ado, the two immediately led their team into the rescue operation.
Rescue people, clear obstacles, suppress fire, and build temporary heat dissipation channels.
They pried the teeth of the disaster outwards, using the most professional disaster relief methods—fast, precise, and desperate.
In the five years since the apocalypse, disaster relief methods have become incredibly sophisticated.
Even with two Epsilons joining them, the troops that arrived here temporarily were still too few in number.
But the Epsilons are better at destruction than rescue, so they can only run around while also having to guard against the Zhurong tribe that may appear at any time.
The city is still burning.
The distant mountain ridges resembled gaping iron maws, spewing out indescribable heat and red light.
The magma, like a rushing red ocean, burst forth from the cracks in the earth, carrying scorching waves of fire, tearing air currents, and a violent sulfurous smell, and madly rushed towards human streets, bridges, and tall buildings.
The sky above the entire city was stained a dark red, and the clouds were pressed down and distorted by the radiation of the flames, resembling a giant fire cap about to collapse.
The sounds of alarms, sirens, the buzzing of emergency shutdowns at nuclear power plants, the short, rapid beats of emergency medical services, and the cries and prayers of refugees intertwined to form a trembling wall of noise that slammed into everyone's eardrums.
Zhuque and Tu Yunlie had grim expressions as they used the extreme temperature resistance of their combat suits to quickly rescue one survivor after another.
They saw large numbers of corpses turned to charcoal or even rock, and countless severely wounded people.
Rescue teams swept through the air, bringing survivors to areas not yet swallowed by lava.
Suzaku used its ice and fire powers to construct a massive rock wall, creating a sanctuary where survivors could find temporary rest.
In the very center of this apocalyptic scene, Suzaku and Tu Yunlie stood side by side, the special task force members from the two regions finally reuniting.
Have any alien races been spotted?
Tu Yunlie asked coldly.
"No. But I suspect they'll be here soon!"
Zhuque's eyes were fixed on the distance, his face bearing a cold and solemn expression.
"They created such chaos to test the strength of us humans on the surface."
"So, if we show up, they'll be here soon too!"
Tu Yunlie's gaze turned cold. "You're right. Once a war breaks out between civilizations, the initial stage will definitely be one of mutual probing!"
There was one thing he didn't say.
That is, both he and Suzaku were bait sent out by their respective civilizations.
The bait might die here.
As if to confirm their words, after the sea of lava in Kurama City was stopped, a special blank area was clearly formed in the entire lava-covered area.
This naturally attracted the attention of the Zhurong clan.
Zhuque and Tu Yunlie stood amidst the ruins, protecting the rescue team and the wounded, waiting quietly.
They weren't made to wait too long.
A moment later, the air suddenly emitted a piercing, teeth-grinding shriek.
"Boom!!!"
From the north of Kurama City, the earth suddenly cracked open, and an even more terrifying magma tsunami was coming!
That wasn't "flowing," but rather the entire crater overturning and collapsing.
A liquid hell, in shades of fiery red, orange, and platinum, rises dozens of meters above the city center.
Like a living, breathing giant whale of sparks, it leaps up, carrying immense pressure, igniting a prairie fire, and possessing the power to destroy cities, charging forward!
The crest of the wave continuously split open, spewing out countless tongues of fire.
The wave crests resembled an inverted dome, causing the air to contract violently. The glass bulbs of the streetlights shattered on the spot in the still air, and sparks flew away like frightened fireflies!
"Back off!"
Someone roared. But as soon as the crowd retreated a step, the heat wave arrived first, as if the oxygen in the entire block had been swallowed up in one gulp, and the lungs of hundreds of people simultaneously contracted sharply, their throats emitting a burning, hoarse sound.
Zhuque's eyes turned cold, and with a flap of her wings, she swiftly flew to the forefront of the lava tsunami.
Facing the scorching lava pouring down from tens of meters high, her face showed no panic. She simply raised one hand, her fingers slightly spread, as if casually, and placed her palm towards the earth-shattering torrent of fire.
The next instant—"Ice Prison Vermilion Bird!"
A pure, cold, and still blue flame bloomed in her palm.
It's not burning, it's "devouring".
The ball of icy blue flame expanded from a single point into a whole with almost philosophical silence, instantly transforming into the outline of a giant Vermilion Bird.
The lines are as delicate as runes carved from frost, while the wings are intricate, forked, and densely packed, like hundreds of layers of extremely thin blue crystal sheets stacked together.
It gently swayed forward.
The roar stopped for a moment.
The magnificent wave of fire, upon contact with the feather, was not extinguished or frozen, but rather taken over.
All the heat, kinetic energy, radiation, and impact folded inward at the contact surface, absorbed by the blue flame, and transformed into new, pure icy blue power.
The churning at the crest of the fire wave was frozen in time, and the fiery currents inside seemed to be instantly drained of their source, the red and gold gradually fading to blue.
The next instant, the entire sea of fire was flattened as if by an invisible giant hand, pressing down all the way to the ground, emitting a suppressed "crack!" sound.
The entire front of the city was blocked by Suzaku with a single hand.
