Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 363 - 363 71 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters Part 1_2

363: Chapter 71 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters (Part 1)_2 363: Chapter 71 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters (Part 1)_2 “For Zero Island!”

Jiushijiu Tower, basement level one, strategic material storage room.

Black Armored Warrior, Zongben Yuan Liu Wu, cried out in the chaos, “Gather forces to counterattack, ensure communication is maintained at all essential locations!”

He drew his katana and mercilessly decapitated the rebels.

“Abba-!” Liu Wu anxiously grabbed the communicator, “Sakura Dance!

What are you doing?

Hurry up and support Shanqi, stabilize the barrier!!”

…

The Ninja Army Leader maintained a strange silence, and Liu Wu yelled frantically, “Have you forgotten your duty?!

It’s the national order!

You are the God of Zero Island!!”

“As you said,” the woman’s cold voice came through, “therefore, I only take orders from the actual ruler of Zero Island.

Farewell, Lord Zongben Yuan.”

“——!”

Zongben Yuan Liu Wu pondered a very bad possibility.

With Zuiyan leading a core rebellion, whom would Sakura Dance consider as the actual ruler?

Shanqi had handed over the task of guarding the conference to Sakura Dance.

He grabbed a technician who was crouching in the corner, sobbing, “Connect to the live feed of the Giant Union conference, quick!!”

Terrified by the Martial Artist’s aura, the poor technician slightly wet himself.

“Yes!

More than happy to!!” The technician accessed the feed at a speed several times higher than usual.

He suddenly exclaimed, “Lord Zongben Yuan…

the conference has already ended, there’s only a recording!”

“What?!”

A second later, the image displayed on the surveillance screen gave everyone in the room a surreal sense of absurdity.

The chubby, balding man, who actually was both the President of the Giant Union and the Prime Minister of Zero Island, sat at the main seat in a comical pose.

He took off his tie, tied it around his head like a drunkard, and waved his hands up and down while speaking with an impassioned face, just like the male lead in a play.

“Folks…family~!

Folks…brothers~!

As the president of the Practical Manufacturing Society, I propose – – – please, Mr.

Yu Genmi from Yucun Pharmaceutical, accept the presidency, ours, our…”

The bald man seemed to forget his lines, frantically slapping his thigh.

The man next to him hurriedly reminded, “President!

President!” This thin-lipped man was the representative from Sirang Electronics.

He took off his suit jacket and fanned the current president like putting out a flame.

“President?

Who is the president?” “You are the president!” “I…

am not!” The bald man stood up excitedly and shouted, “Yu Genmi is the president!”

The attendees by the long table all stood up.

Their eyes brimming with tears, they wept and cried, as if they were hearing the truth of this world.

“That’s right!” “Well said!” “It should be so!” “It’s time for a change!” “Please, Yu Genmi, take over as president and serve as the Prime Minister of Zero Island!”

Liu Wu, driven to fury, cleaved the screen in two.

“Have you all gone mad?!

Has everyone gone mad?!” Yet trapped underground, he couldn’t influence the meeting that had already concluded.

On the half-destroyed screen, the ludicrously dressed people continued to talk among themselves.

“Propose to change the date of the Calamity God Festival to today!” “Agreed!” “Propose to change the venue of the Calamity God Festival to Weiyuan City!” “Agreed!”

Shanqi’s confidants, former members of Zongben Yuan, spokespersons from foreign forces, supporters of the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect…

all representatives at the meeting turned into loyalists of Yu Genmi at that moment.

Hand in hand, they formed a circle around the long table, laughing and frolicking, while simultaneously proposing absurd motions and passing them at an astonishingly rapid pace.

The complex electronic procedures were completed unusually quickly, and within a few breaths, the overt rulers of the country had transferred all transferable powers to Yu Genmi!

In the midst of this madhouse-like scene, only the young man in last place sat quietly.

He was dressed in a white suit, patiently waiting for the farce to end.

The big shots in suits and leather shoes stood in a row, kneeling down, collectively prostrating before the young Shiyu Zhongyi, then raising their arms and shouting loudly,

“Long live Lord Shiyu Genmi!

Long live Lord Shiyu Genmi!”

The rulers of this country now offered up a bizarrely comedic performance in exchange for their dignity and self, as if they had become puppets of the white-clad demon.

Shiyu Zhongyi looked at the screen, nodded in acknowledgment.

Then the image on the screen disappeared, causing a long-lost panic to surge in Liu Wu’s heart.

He knew Shiyu Zhongyi’s capabilities, that subject had been specifically restricted from control powers to prevent such developments…

he couldn’t have done this!

The control was still in Shanqi’s hands!

Who then had incited all this?

And who had allowed Shiyu Zhongyi to act freely?

A fear named the unknown seized his heart, as craking as the day the Red Mage had descended.

Shanqi was trapped, Zuiyan had betrayed, and now the only one left with any control over the situation was Shiyu Genmi with his unknown powers…

Liu Wu immediately made a decision, snatched up the last piece of “strategic material” from the underground reserve, and resolutely issued an order.

“All members of the Martial Arts Association, obey the Shiyu subject’s every action, support Shiyu Genmi at any cost!”

Boom!

The solid walls shattered with a crash as a gigantic man, the size of a vehicle, charged at Liu Wu with the impact of a bullet train!

“Cough—ah!” The Black Armored Warrior flew ten meters away, the sound of shattering echoing like thunder.

“Rage, rage, rage!

I’ll kill you!”

“Foolish child, dreaming impossibilities!” Liu Wu stood up, resting on his katana, flames of purple fire igniting upon the blade, “I am the immortal Liu Wu!”

A response came with a black-red Tribulation Flame, a giant fist smashing towards the blade, ninja and samurai locked in a deadly underground battle!

·

The predicted meteorological disaster had not arrived yet, but Weiyuan City was plunged into a man-made battle.

People hiding in underground shelters to avoid disaster were oblivious to the situation above because of deliberately manipulated information.

Outside Weiyuan City, in the chaotic area known as the outskirts, four young people boarded a helicopter.

“Are you ready!” shouted Shiyu Lianyi, wearing headphones.

The gray-haired young man next to him yelled back, “You can talk with telepathy!!”

“I’m a bit nervous!”

Shiyu Lianyi pulled the control lever, and the helicopter’s rotors folded to the sides, transforming into a structure like glider wings.

Four incongruous tubes extended from the rear, spewing fierce blue flames, rocketing the “helicopter” into the sky like a missile!

The little witch screamed, “What the hell is this thing?!” Shiyu Ling gripped the safety handle tightly.

“I told you the City of the Sky is full of damn lunatics!

How does this thing even land?!”

Shiyu Lianyi quickly manipulated the control lever, his expression unchanging, “Telekinesis landing.”

“Ends up being me, huh?!

It’s always me!!”

The missile-helicopter turned into a bright streak of fire in the sky above the giant city, racing under the blood-red cloud, carrying the investigators to the final battlefield!